Here is Lea with her cousin Sarah when she first moved to Rancho Santa Fe. Can you believe in just six years she will be driving? Lea turns 10 years old today. Congratulations, Lea, you are a lovely girl who skates like a whiz, has a beautiful smile and is most proficient in the kitchen among other things. Have a wonderful birthday.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
A Sore Foot and A Sad Day for America
I don't remember using the word orthotic before, now I am waiting for my orthotic inserts so I can walk again. They cost $400, I certainly hope they are worth it. I stayed home from church today and rested my foot. I wore sandals to the Temple yesterday and it was so painful just going to and from the car but not as painful as the wedge shoes I wore to Church last week. I could hardly walk to the car at all. I talked to my sister today and she had to get some last year and she said they have really made a difference in her life.
While sitting here I watched the life story of N. Eldon Tanner. He was always such a quiet, somewhat somber looking apostle but I remember I always learned so much from his talks. What a life he had. He had such accomplishments in government and then in private business and had retired and built a beautiful new home when called to serve the Church in Salt Lake. His astounding understanding of finances brought the Church out of the red into the black and he went on to be a counselor for 4 presidents of the Church. Even with all his dedication to Church, family, and government and the great honor bestowed upon him he was not free from health problems. In his later years he suffered from macular degeneration in the eyes and Parkinsons Disease. It is always so strange to me when these great servants of the Lord have to suffer just like everyone else, in fact, more than some. A great man, a great example to all in how to live your life.
It is so disturbing to see this Obamacare rammed down the throats of Americans even though everyone knows there are so many things wrong with it. I think it is 36 states that have already determined to sue against it. Think of the cost of that!! It is so insane. Our leaders are so out of whack in doing what is best. A total destruction of the Constitution. So much greed, so much corruption, so much arrogance...well we know where it is all going to end. It is just a matter of time. "If ye are prepared, ye shall not fear." I am glad I am already scheduled for all my tests this week and surgery and hopefully I can stay healthy for the rest of my life so I won't have to count on Obamacare to take care of me. But healthcare is just part of it. It is this take over of everything that is America and turning to Socialism and telling us THEY know what is best for us. How anyone can believe the rhetoric the Democrats have spun is beyond me. I feel sorry for the good Democrats that have tried to fight it and their lives are being ruined for making a stand. We are not giving our grandchildren a good world at all. And to top it off, to think it has to be done on the Sabbath!!! What is that all about? Unbelievable.
While sitting here I watched the life story of N. Eldon Tanner. He was always such a quiet, somewhat somber looking apostle but I remember I always learned so much from his talks. What a life he had. He had such accomplishments in government and then in private business and had retired and built a beautiful new home when called to serve the Church in Salt Lake. His astounding understanding of finances brought the Church out of the red into the black and he went on to be a counselor for 4 presidents of the Church. Even with all his dedication to Church, family, and government and the great honor bestowed upon him he was not free from health problems. In his later years he suffered from macular degeneration in the eyes and Parkinsons Disease. It is always so strange to me when these great servants of the Lord have to suffer just like everyone else, in fact, more than some. A great man, a great example to all in how to live your life.
It is so disturbing to see this Obamacare rammed down the throats of Americans even though everyone knows there are so many things wrong with it. I think it is 36 states that have already determined to sue against it. Think of the cost of that!! It is so insane. Our leaders are so out of whack in doing what is best. A total destruction of the Constitution. So much greed, so much corruption, so much arrogance...well we know where it is all going to end. It is just a matter of time. "If ye are prepared, ye shall not fear." I am glad I am already scheduled for all my tests this week and surgery and hopefully I can stay healthy for the rest of my life so I won't have to count on Obamacare to take care of me. But healthcare is just part of it. It is this take over of everything that is America and turning to Socialism and telling us THEY know what is best for us. How anyone can believe the rhetoric the Democrats have spun is beyond me. I feel sorry for the good Democrats that have tried to fight it and their lives are being ruined for making a stand. We are not giving our grandchildren a good world at all. And to top it off, to think it has to be done on the Sabbath!!! What is that all about? Unbelievable.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
"Testimony" by Anita Shreve
E. Bukowsky "booklover10" (NY United States) wrote this insightful review about the book:
"A firestorm erupts when a dormitory parent confiscates a tape in which three boys engage in intimate acts with a fourteen-year-old girl at a private school. The young people who appear in the tape attend Avery Academy in Vermont. Anita Shreve's "Testimony" examines this incident from every possible angle, using a Rashomon-like approach. She demonstrates how difficult it is to learn the truth when various witnesses offer conflicting opinions about what happened and who should bear the responsibility..............
Using a straightforward and powerful prose style, Anita Shreve explores a number of thought-provoking and timely themes: The abuse of alcohol among young people is "starting at an earlier age and [is] both more habitual and more intense that it had been just a decade before"; students who attend private schools and who are athletically talented may behave recklessly because they feel "privileged"; when reporters grab hold of a scandalous story, they often transform a human tragedy into a media circus; our misdeeds may destroy not only our lives but also those of our friends and family. "Testimony" is a searing and powerful indictment of a society that, in many ways, has lost its moral compass, and for that, everyone pays a price."
Preparation for the Second Coming by Dallin Oaks
This is such a good reminder of what we should be about at this critical time in history. "If ye are prepared, ye shall not fear."
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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Hardy Boys Play Football
I 've taken pictures of the Hardy Boys on their trampoline, playing soccer, riding bikes and now I catch them playing football with their Dad before the sun goes down. I kept trying to take action pictures and by the time the camera clicked they had run out of the picture. I decided I need a better camera!
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Mormon Battalion Historic Site Tour
Sunday Maria and I toured the newly remodeled Mormon Battalion Historic Site. It was a year and a half in the making but it was well worth the wait.
This is a very enjoyable tour describing one of the longest military marches in American History. When the soldiers arrived in San Diego they introduced the art of brick making and helped build wells with bricks.
They also used their skills at building log homes and stayed to help build San Diego. Whether you know anything about the Mormons or not it is a very high tech captivating tour.
Joanne and Bill Bush and family from 7th Ward were also touring the Site.
We have been friends since we were young marrieds in the 7th Ward in the 60's. It was so fun to see them again.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Ajami
I spent my day at the movies again today and came out thankful I live in America. It is so sad that we have these racial and religious differences that keep us from being a family of one. I experienced it in my own life. This takes place in Jaffa of Tel-Aviv and was actually a collaberation of a Israeli and a Palestinian. It is a very gripping and a very disturbing tale but well worth the watch. However, you have to keep track of all the different characters. I wish I had read the following before I went.
Roger Ebert gave a marvelous review of the movie. Even if you don't plan on seeing it he gives a keen insight into the problems of mid-east.
While I was watching the audience drift in I remembered what Kristi asked me the other day. "Are you going alone?" You know what, most of the daytime movie goers are alone--unless you are at children's film.
Check out the Ebert article below:
Kelsi Comes to My Defense
Camber asked me to watch the children in the pool yesterday while she did some paperwork. I had just come from the library so was looking at my new book when I looked up and saw Stella (Kelsi's 4 year old friend) say something to Kelsi while looking at me and imitating my stern look. (Yes, I know I can look very stern if I am thinking about something else and not smiling--kind of like Vida used to look.) It is the old lady's badge of "I have been through a lot of bad stuff" I guess.
Anyway Kelsi immediately responded with a firm, "No, she's not." And looked over at me and when she saw I was looking at her, she smiled and said, "I love you, Grandma." And then as if to reassure me she told me that about four more times in the next 10 minutes while she and Stella sat in the jacuzzi.
Yes, I think I can count on Kelsi to be in my corner, what a loving child.
Friday, March 12, 2010
My Extended Families
When my parents came to visit Richard and I in our little apartment in San Diego we spent time visting the zoo and other popular places in San Diego but we always had to be back by 3:30 on a weekday. Why? They had a favorite
soap opera they just could not miss!! No tivo in those days.
We laughed about it at the time--they were so intent on keeping up with their little family drama. And now I find myself doing the same thing. Through TV, the recorder and Hulu on my computer I keep up with:
- Office
- Modern Family
- Grey's Anatomy
- Private Practice
- Survivor
- Parenthood
- American Idol
- Dancing With the Stars
- Castle
- The Forgotten
- The Good Wife
- Friday Night Life
- Ugly Betty
- Damages
- Army Wives
- Life Unexpected
- Brothers and Sisters
- Desperate Housewives
Wow, that is a lot of TV. But life is different when you are old, not working, and alone. You can't read all the time. You become a part of many 'families' on tv. It is especially sad when you get totally involved and then they cancel them!!
The Hoop Must Go!!
When I bought my house it had a basketball hoop on the front and it is still there! The grandchildren have used it occasionally and I have two basketballs in my garage. However, my driveway has a slight grade down so unless you are a good player, it can be a disaster. Every time I look at a picture of my house I try and think what I could put there in place of it.
Please, please, help me find a suitable replacement. I think I will offer a prize to anyone who can find something I would like on my house besides a basketball hoop that never gets used--help, help, I need your help.
Cell Phone and GPS--My Lifeline in the City
Yesterday I decided to see 'The Hurt Locker' after a Costco visit about my glasses. According to info from the day before it should have been at 11:45 am in Poway. Not!
I called Maria and Linda on my cell phone. Kristi answered at Linda's and found an alternate theater for me in Del Mar. (No, I cannot afford an IPHONE and get that information on my own.) She gave me the address and I plugged it into my GPS and I traveled quickly over roads that were not around when I lived here before.
In fifteen minutes I was at the new theater with 45 minutes to spare. Ah, one of my favorite restaurants Chevy's Fresh Mex was nearby. Do I mind going in during business lunchtime and eat by myself? No. Do I mind asking for the booth, even though I am alone? No. Did they have my favorite chicken flautas as an Appetizer that means a full lunch for me? Yes. Was the waiter kind and gracious? Very much so--even observed twice that I was eating his favorite entree. Was I at the movie in time. Yes! Do I have more confidence in driving as long as I have my cell phone and my GPS? Absolutely.
Note to family--I wish one of you would learn how to make those wonderful chicken flautas with the marvelous jalepeno jelly dip. They were equally as good at El Torito when I took Melissa and Matt to another of my favorite Mexican food restaurants. I just can't get enough of Mex food when I am in San Diego.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Sherry's Memorial
I talked to my sister Marilyn and she was sharing how beautiful the Memorial was for Sherry, her daughter. Arky was not able to go. He is recovering from bleeding ulcers but 15 of the immediate family was able to be there and there were over 60 in total.
What was evident, when those there shared remembrances about Sherry. is that she reached out to others. Over and over people said things like "Sherry was the first one to visit us when we moved in, she brought us a lemon pie or whatever. It seems she enjoyed sharing many different treats with her new friends. Wes, her husband, told about the first time he saw her and he thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world and was amazed when she seemed to like him, too. Sherry was evidently the instigator of the Book Club group and other groups over the years. She like people and reached out to everyone she met, it sounded like.
Marilyn had brought some lovely table cloths from her home ward and Debby had provided lots of food and then the former employee of Sherry (restaurant owner) brought her favorite Red Velvet Cake plus large trays of three other types food.
Everyone enjoyed reminiscing and conversing with old friends. Sherry was well remembered by family and friends. It was a lovely memorial and Marilyn was so happy she, Randy and Hope were able to be there along with all of Debbie's family and Sherry's immediate family and many friends.
The Line was Out The Door!
I think 'Swirl Yogurt' is only in Del Mar and Encinitas here. Watch for them in your neighborhood. It is a 'do it yourself'--fill your cup with yogurt of choice (7 or 8 flavors), and all the toppings you want--and what a great selection. You pay 39 cents an ounce--like filling your cup with candy.
I had about a cup of the Red Velvet-yummy..with Chocolate, Heath Bar and Butterfinger toppings. It was plenty to eat and only $2.87, a good deal in today's world. I laugh when I say that because I remember when cones were a nickel. And the line moved right along. Much faster than waiting to be served! Great place!
The Hurt Locker
After "The Hurt Locker" won for best picture I decided I had to see it and I am glad I did. I do agree, it was the best picture of the year. I sort of feel like I did about "Saving Private Ryan". It is important to see so you can realize somewhat what our young boys go through in these continual world wars.
I was extremely moved and deeply saddened by the evil our soldiers are giving their lives for--so sickening. I think it was amazing how the director made us feel as if we were living with them. Extremely well done.
Kindness in a Dark World
I haven't written in here for a long time. For one reason I was totally immersed in the second of the Stieg Larsson trilogy. True, there is a lot of 'dark' stuff in these books but it is a fascinating mystery that keeps you in suspense and I so enjoy this character he has created. She has some of the mind and computer skills we would all love to have and yet she has been so abused and mistreated you marvel at her ability to cope even with all her skills.
I have been thinking lately of all the evil people in the world. And people that are just rude and mean. It was so sad to see that people would defile the memorial blog to Chelsea King. What has gone on in people's lives that they have such darkness in their minds? It is so hard to comprehend the changes that I have seen in the world in my 77 years.
Yesterday I was in line to have my tires rotated and balanced and so had lots of time in the parking lot at Costco. I retrieved my keys after doing a little shopping and removed Bandido from the car. He, of course, hurriedly decided to take relief right in front of the car in the dirt so I was taking him back to the car and getting something to pick up his mess. My car door was opened the whole time! But a man who parked next to me just had to blurt out--"Mam, are you going to clean that up?" (in a nasty, superior tone)
I have had my dog for 14 years and am a responsible adult who was right in front of the tire place. Why would he think I wouldn't? Why would he talk to me as if I was his child? What makes some people think they are so superior and self-righteous?
When I was watching American Idol last night I got so irritated at Simon--why does he get paid so much for being so rude? I like the admonition of President Hinkley--to be a little gentler, kinder to each other. We all have problems and challenges to handle and a kind word goes a long way.
When I was in a fast food the other day they had a new drink dispenser and a nice young man was commenting on it and I said I was wondering if I could figure it out. Of course, when it was my turn I was wasting their time by trying to do just that. And he was so sweet as he reached over and said a kind word and helped me instead of being rude and superior. Why are some people so sweet and happy and make you feel good just to be around them and others rude and nasty? It is a choice we all make every minute. Memo for the day: Smile, Janet, smile, be happy and be kind to others.
San Diego Temple
Last Thursday I shared time with my children at the beautiful San Diego Temple in remembrance of my son John. Richard and I served there for three years prior to his death and I always have special memories of him when I am there. I love climbing and descending the lovely staircase and it is so peaceful to sit and enjoy each other's presence in the Celestial Room. We were there at night but in the day the sun streams in the stained windows and reflects on the chandeliers, truly inspiring.
When I share good experiences with my children I always feel like I should have something brilliant to say but I don't. I hope they know what I cannot express when trivial banter comes from my mouth. Children are such a blessing in our life, I am so thankful I am a Mom and a Grandmom and still sharing time with them. We all miss John and Richard. How comforting to know that Families are Forever.
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
Food in the Forties
The other day I was remembering what eating was like for us 70 years or so ago. It is obvious Moms spent most of their time with food preparation. And as a prenote it is important to know that even though we ate three carb filled meals all of my friends and I had 23-24 inch waists as teenagers. Of course, we did a lot of walking and outdoor exercise, we were not couch potatoes at any time. It was great, you could eat lots of comfort foods and still look great. It is only since I started dieting after having babies that I have had to be concerned about my weight...interesting.
Dry Cereal--Wheaties, Corn Flakes, Rice Krispies.
Cooked Cereal which I did not like--Cream of wheat or oatmeal.
Other breakfast foods--Swedish pancakes, oven pancake, french toast, (syrup was often homemade), cinnamon toast, biscuits, eggs. My dad loved fried mush (cooked cereal) with syrup.
Home canned--peaches, cherries, pears, yummm. And we did eat a lot of store bought canned goods, fruits and vegetables.
Bread--Lots of homemade and I loved plain soft white bread and bologna, salami or cheese sandwiches.
Jam--homemade chokecherry--store bought strawberry.
Homemade goodies--cinnamon and butterscotch rolls, doughnuts, raisen filled cookies, oatmeal cookies, pineapple upside down cake, apple pie, date cake, date bars, raisen bars, prune whip, ice box desserts, pink jello, apple crisp, peach pie, vanilla ice cream, root beer, tapioca pudding, rice pudding, bread pudding, lemon pie, rhubarb pie.
We always had dessert at night. Even if it was only frosted graham crackers and apple sauce or pink jello. There was always a dessert and dinner was always on time at 6 pm. It was something you could count on and you did not want to be late at our house with eight hungry people.
Sunday dinner was usually roast, mashed potatoes and peas, green beans, or corn, fruit salad with whipped cream and yes, there was always a grand dessert, often cake with delicious frosting or pie. If we had missionaries in town, they were usually at dinner.
The big dinner at noon were things like scalloped potatoes and ham, meat loaf and potatoes, creamed spinach with hard boiled eggs on top, pot roast with carrots and potatoes, tuna casserole, spaghetti, macaroni and cheese.
Supper at night was like creamed chipped beef on toast, toasted cheese sandwiches and tomato soup, chicken noodle soup, chili, goulash, vegetable and beef soup, hot dogs and beans, hot beef sandwhich (beef and gravy on toast).
After school snacks were usually homemade cookies or graham crackers and butter (stacked four or five high).
I don't remember potato chips except at picnics till we were older and then I felt that if I ate one greasy chip I would break out with a new pimple.
We did not have chinese or mexican food at all. I was in college before I had either and I didn't have pizza until I was teaching school in San Diego.
The drink of choice was a big glass of milk, which we generally had with each meal.
Store bought fruit like oranges was a big treat. We grew our own crab apples and apricots. We had victory gardens of lettuce, carrots, squash, potatos, corn, green beans, tomatoes and melons. A great treat was fresh lettuce rolled up with sugar or rhubarb stalks eaten with salt.
Treats at teenage parties--home made taffy, fudge, popcorn, brownies, divinity, rootbeer floats, potato chips, hot dogs, ice cream sundaes.
We had three good meals a day. Some snacks but no fast food.
Dry Cereal--Wheaties, Corn Flakes, Rice Krispies.
Cooked Cereal which I did not like--Cream of wheat or oatmeal.
Other breakfast foods--Swedish pancakes, oven pancake, french toast, (syrup was often homemade), cinnamon toast, biscuits, eggs. My dad loved fried mush (cooked cereal) with syrup.
Home canned--peaches, cherries, pears, yummm. And we did eat a lot of store bought canned goods, fruits and vegetables.
Bread--Lots of homemade and I loved plain soft white bread and bologna, salami or cheese sandwiches.
Jam--homemade chokecherry--store bought strawberry.
Homemade goodies--cinnamon and butterscotch rolls, doughnuts, raisen filled cookies, oatmeal cookies, pineapple upside down cake, apple pie, date cake, date bars, raisen bars, prune whip, ice box desserts, pink jello, apple crisp, peach pie, vanilla ice cream, root beer, tapioca pudding, rice pudding, bread pudding, lemon pie, rhubarb pie.
We always had dessert at night. Even if it was only frosted graham crackers and apple sauce or pink jello. There was always a dessert and dinner was always on time at 6 pm. It was something you could count on and you did not want to be late at our house with eight hungry people.
Sunday dinner was usually roast, mashed potatoes and peas, green beans, or corn, fruit salad with whipped cream and yes, there was always a grand dessert, often cake with delicious frosting or pie. If we had missionaries in town, they were usually at dinner.
The big dinner at noon were things like scalloped potatoes and ham, meat loaf and potatoes, creamed spinach with hard boiled eggs on top, pot roast with carrots and potatoes, tuna casserole, spaghetti, macaroni and cheese.
Supper at night was like creamed chipped beef on toast, toasted cheese sandwiches and tomato soup, chicken noodle soup, chili, goulash, vegetable and beef soup, hot dogs and beans, hot beef sandwhich (beef and gravy on toast).
After school snacks were usually homemade cookies or graham crackers and butter (stacked four or five high).
I don't remember potato chips except at picnics till we were older and then I felt that if I ate one greasy chip I would break out with a new pimple.
We did not have chinese or mexican food at all. I was in college before I had either and I didn't have pizza until I was teaching school in San Diego.
The drink of choice was a big glass of milk, which we generally had with each meal.
Store bought fruit like oranges was a big treat. We grew our own crab apples and apricots. We had victory gardens of lettuce, carrots, squash, potatos, corn, green beans, tomatoes and melons. A great treat was fresh lettuce rolled up with sugar or rhubarb stalks eaten with salt.
Treats at teenage parties--home made taffy, fudge, popcorn, brownies, divinity, rootbeer floats, potato chips, hot dogs, ice cream sundaes.
We had three good meals a day. Some snacks but no fast food.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Update on the Twins
Sage is so serious and Raina always has a smile but what a fun pair. It will be increasingly fun to see them as twins with such individual personalities.
Indian Fry Bread
I must be feeling more energetic. I actually bought the ingredients and made Indian Fry Bread for the children after school. They liked them but I didn't think the texture was as good as I remember.
I remember well finding the recipe in the Sunset magazine and trying them out because Bobby, the Navajo boy living with us, kept asking for them. He showed us how to pat them out and said they tasted right. I don't think we ever got him the mutton he wanted though.
When John was in high school he would bring his surfing friends home and we would make Indian Fry Bread and whipped honey butter. I will have to find out from Meagan again how she made her honey butter at Christmas. Hers was much higher whipped.
I thought the Fry Bread was much heavier than it should have been. I found this note in a recipe--I kneaded it too much apparently!!
Sift together the flour, salt, powdered milk, and baking powder into a large bowl. Pour the water over the flour mixture all at once and stir the dough with a fork until it starts to form one big clump.
Flour your hands. Using your hands, begin to mix the dough, trying to get all the flour into the mixture to form a ball. NOTE: You want to mix this well, but you do NOT want to knead it. Kneading it will make for a heavy Fry Bread when cooked. The inside of the dough ball should still be sticky after it is formed, while the outside will be well floured.
I remember well finding the recipe in the Sunset magazine and trying them out because Bobby, the Navajo boy living with us, kept asking for them. He showed us how to pat them out and said they tasted right. I don't think we ever got him the mutton he wanted though.
When John was in high school he would bring his surfing friends home and we would make Indian Fry Bread and whipped honey butter. I will have to find out from Meagan again how she made her honey butter at Christmas. Hers was much higher whipped.
I thought the Fry Bread was much heavier than it should have been. I found this note in a recipe--I kneaded it too much apparently!!
Sift together the flour, salt, powdered milk, and baking powder into a large bowl. Pour the water over the flour mixture all at once and stir the dough with a fork until it starts to form one big clump.
Flour your hands. Using your hands, begin to mix the dough, trying to get all the flour into the mixture to form a ball. NOTE: You want to mix this well, but you do NOT want to knead it. Kneading it will make for a heavy Fry Bread when cooked. The inside of the dough ball should still be sticky after it is formed, while the outside will be well floured.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Victoria
The last time I went to Victoria, I remember well. I had just finished a year of teaching in Billings, Mt, broken up for the final time with my boyfriend of over 7 years and traveled on a bus to Washington to meet my college roommate Colleen who had taught her first year in Port Angeles.
The bus experience I will never forget. I was the only one on the bus with all these soldiers and I was shy. Each time I passed one with an empty seat he would encourage me to sit down. I finally sat near the back next to a sweet, shy, looking guy. It was so cold on the bus I shared my blanket or coat or something with him. Innocent me, he tried to get fresh...but he was so nice it only took a word from me to put him in place.
Colleen and I took the ferry which was so exciting to me and I loved Victoria--this was in 1956. Port Angeles was very rainy and I thought then that I could never live in Washington.
Colleen and I then started on a month long trip down the west coast to find a place to teach. I thought Oregon was beautiful but we kept moving south. The San Francisco area was very interesting. We both wanted to tour a Navy ship and naively approached a sailor at the bus stop and asked him if he had any friends who would take us on a tour. He called a buddy from a pay phone and let us talk to him. He said he would be there in a minute and would love to take us on the ship. I asked how we would know which one he was and he said he would be wearing a white hat!!
Well, I guess he liked how we looked because he actually brought a friend and we had a wonderful tour of a huge ship. They even invited us to a tour of San Francisco that night. Honestly, I know you could not do that in this day but they treated us royally and we had the grand tour, something to eat and nothing but gentlemanly attention.
Well, I guess he liked how we looked because he actually brought a friend and we had a wonderful tour of a huge ship. They even invited us to a tour of San Francisco that night. Honestly, I know you could not do that in this day but they treated us royally and we had the grand tour, something to eat and nothing but gentlemanly attention.
San Francisco and San Jose were not hiring any new teachers so we moved on. We toured the Hearst Castle and various other side trips and our next place to interview was Santa Barbara. We loved that place but they were not hiring either. We spent a lot of time in Los Angeles at Muscle Beach, the Lawrence Welk Show, etc. and eventually drove in to San Diego.
It was gorgeous. We immediately knew "This was the Place"--coincidentally it was the Last Place, too. We had had a roommate from San Diego named Gerry. She was married and we called her and asked her why she never told us what a great city this was. We stayed at the Ocean Beach motel and started touring the town. At that time Mission Valley was mostly farm and dairy and Mission Bay was mud flats. We loved to go to Ocean and Mission Beach and thought the perfect place to live would be La Jolla but it was very expensive.
The funniest thing was driving around San Diego. We kept running in to dead ends but finally decided that North Park/Hillcrest would be in our price range and a good central place to live if we got the teaching jobs. The big department stores were all downtown so we would shop and then go to the movies down there. It was so funny. You would be surrounded by oceans of sailors in the movie house. San Diego was a good place for single girls at that time.
We went home after our month long trip and I took the train from Utah back to Glendive and then in August took the train again to San Diego for my newest adventure. Coincidentally my boyfriend was on the train with the National Guard so we said Goodbye again but I spent most of my trip in Montana with my childhood friend George--they were all on their way to NG camp.
John, one of returned missionaries doing time in San Diego--Fall 1956.
In San Diego we rented a darling place not too far from the zoo with a big orange tree on the patio. We attended 4th Ward where there were 17 new school teachers, even more returned missionaries who were now doing their Navy time plus lots of locals. It was a great ward. We soon moved from our Zoo area place to a bigger place with 4 other teachers. We were just a block from the ward. Our place became a second home for all the sailors. We had lots of dances, mutual activities and the older people loved to follow our social life. It was a great time for young people in San Diego.
Chuck, one of our Navy Officers in the ward, brought his friend Bill to do a demonstration with him in my school class. That started a whole other new adventure in my life. So what was I talking about? Oh yes, Victoria, looking forward to going there again with Maria and Linda on March 25th.
Moving Forward
It was nice to have my daughter take me to my colonoscopy--if I had had it done at home, I would have had to have someone drive me to Chico and wait!!!! Which is why I am pursuing my medical list down here. Thanks, Maria, for taking the day for me. And the good news, my colon is in perfect shape. That really surprised me, I had envisioned the worst scenario. I thought the medical staff was great. On the table they kept asking all kinds of questions about Lake Almanor--before they put me out that is. That whole part of it was a very pleasant experience. They were surprised I wasn't on any medication for anything!
So now my quest for getting myself in good physical shape is moving on. I started in November with a total physical which was perfect except for the right artery. In December I had a chipped tooth fixed and my teeth cleaned. In January I had a new vision test resulting in new driving and reading glasses. In January I also checked out having my heavy eyelids fixed and my varicose veins done again. I passed on both of those. I also had the doppler test and found my right artery is 70-80% narrowed.
This week I checked out the pain in my right foot plaguing me for some time and the colonoscopy. The last thing to be done is the visit to the thoracic surgeon to see if surgery is needed on my artery or just a 'wait and see'. I suppose I should see if my right wrist pain is something that can be cured--it has only been a year since I fell and of course, the nagging neck pain from the weird accident at Christmas. I did buy a neck brace and neck comforter to see if treating it myself works.
And of course, there is the continual search for which foods are giving me these bouts of indigestion. Gluten? Dairy? Veggies? Fat? Sugar? Each time I think I have it--something gives me doubt. Now I am on the 'sole' for more energy. That is a spoonful of water each day from the crystal salt. No biggy. I will pursue a green smoothie each day and go from there. Right now I am to stay off my feet but once I can get going, I will pursue my walking fulltime again.
All I want is more (lots more) energy, a happy tummy and sleeping well. Not much to ask at 77 I don't think.
Once I get feeling 100% again I will start living a more exciting life I think and write about something other than me. I want to be ready for our little trip to Victoria. I was so tired on our Scandinavia trip and feet hurt that I often skipped too much walking. I don't want that again.
So now my quest for getting myself in good physical shape is moving on. I started in November with a total physical which was perfect except for the right artery. In December I had a chipped tooth fixed and my teeth cleaned. In January I had a new vision test resulting in new driving and reading glasses. In January I also checked out having my heavy eyelids fixed and my varicose veins done again. I passed on both of those. I also had the doppler test and found my right artery is 70-80% narrowed.
This week I checked out the pain in my right foot plaguing me for some time and the colonoscopy. The last thing to be done is the visit to the thoracic surgeon to see if surgery is needed on my artery or just a 'wait and see'. I suppose I should see if my right wrist pain is something that can be cured--it has only been a year since I fell and of course, the nagging neck pain from the weird accident at Christmas. I did buy a neck brace and neck comforter to see if treating it myself works.
And of course, there is the continual search for which foods are giving me these bouts of indigestion. Gluten? Dairy? Veggies? Fat? Sugar? Each time I think I have it--something gives me doubt. Now I am on the 'sole' for more energy. That is a spoonful of water each day from the crystal salt. No biggy. I will pursue a green smoothie each day and go from there. Right now I am to stay off my feet but once I can get going, I will pursue my walking fulltime again.
All I want is more (lots more) energy, a happy tummy and sleeping well. Not much to ask at 77 I don't think.
Once I get feeling 100% again I will start living a more exciting life I think and write about something other than me. I want to be ready for our little trip to Victoria. I was so tired on our Scandinavia trip and feet hurt that I often skipped too much walking. I don't want that again.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Valentine's Day
I had such a nice Valentine Day with Maria and Melissa. Maria always has such interesting stories to tell and Melissa is so caring. She watches over my purse and jacket and me.
After Old Town Maria took us to Hillcrest for some yummy $3 cupcakes but they really were better than homemade from a cake package. I had the Red Velvet and it was so delicious. Thank you beautiful Maria and beautiful Melissa for such a nice day.
We went to the Whaley House--the haunted house. We always took our Cub Scouts there when we visited Old Town and our children, of course. The thing I noticed is how small the old furniture was and how small their shoes were. We have come a BIG way with all the food we eat.
And you have to buy some candy at Old Town, which I did. The street tacos were very good and the churros are the best. The thing I miss most in Lake Almanor is all the good Mexican food down here.
One of my happiest memories of Valentines's Day were the beautiful Valentine boxes our Primary School teachers made. They were so beautiful with paper lace and hearts and ruffles and in the top of a box a slit so we could put our valentines in it. And then we always had a party with goodies and drink on our desk and of course, the passing out of the valentines and you always analyzed what your current crush had sent you. It was so simple and fun, kind of like street tacos with people you love.
Getting Through the Night
So many times we just have to get through it--no enjoying the moment, just get through it. That is how I would describe the night before a colonoscopy. I think I know the perfect strategy for surviving though, if anyone ever needs to know. But what is this being cold business? I have heat on, sweatshirt over my flannels, quilt wrapped around me. Is it the dehydration of your body that makes you cold??? Hmmm.
On with my medical saga. I don't write these things because they are interesting. I write them so I will remember. Today I talked to a Medicare person to do a little questioning and complaining. Surprise, surprise, he was available, caring, and helpful. Who knew? Anyway he couldn't give his opinion about things I asked but gave me a number of someone who could. And lo and behold a quick call back to me. Honestly--our Tax Dollars at work.
Seems for where I live I have chosen correctly with Medicare Primary and a Supplement rather than a PPO or HMO. She also said I should have gotten the under $20 a month Medicare D that was offered in December. Never heard. But she said the $24 deal I have is a close second. She said on some iffy kind of procedures it can be difficult to get good answers up front from Medicare but to try and find doctors that are Medicare friendly and experienced. It helps.
I had a nice visit with my podiatrist today who also is in the same place as my skin surgeon Dr. Barbara. She looked at my nose and said it will heal just as well as it would have if it hadn't separated (really?) but it will just take a little longer. Do not use Mederma on it yet (used it too soon again and it kept getting red and ugly). Anyway it is a lot better today.
I have, according to the Dr. Walter, a beautiful foot (looking at my ex-rays) no arthritis or other problems. But my second metatarsal is currently lower than the others and taking the brunt of my steps so it is inflamed. He put a pad on the bottom to wear for four days, not get wet, and stay off of it and take ibprofen and see how it is Tuesday. He looked at the Dr Scholl foot pads I bought yesterday and said they were good and would help a lot (they have). CVS Pharmacy has a Dr. Scholl contraption that analyzes your foot problem by having you stand on it. Very interesting. He asked how much I paid for it and said that was not bad at all. If I had gotten it at the Good Foot store they would have charged about 4 times more and it still would not be custom made. Hmm. I wonder if that is what is coming next. Something custom made for me. Anyway it already feels better as he leveled the playing field with the other metatarsals. He also said our skin gets much thinner as we get older so we feel the pain more. Marjorie can't stand to go barefoot--maybe I need to think that way.
On with my medical saga. I don't write these things because they are interesting. I write them so I will remember. Today I talked to a Medicare person to do a little questioning and complaining. Surprise, surprise, he was available, caring, and helpful. Who knew? Anyway he couldn't give his opinion about things I asked but gave me a number of someone who could. And lo and behold a quick call back to me. Honestly--our Tax Dollars at work.
Seems for where I live I have chosen correctly with Medicare Primary and a Supplement rather than a PPO or HMO. She also said I should have gotten the under $20 a month Medicare D that was offered in December. Never heard. But she said the $24 deal I have is a close second. She said on some iffy kind of procedures it can be difficult to get good answers up front from Medicare but to try and find doctors that are Medicare friendly and experienced. It helps.
I had a nice visit with my podiatrist today who also is in the same place as my skin surgeon Dr. Barbara. She looked at my nose and said it will heal just as well as it would have if it hadn't separated (really?) but it will just take a little longer. Do not use Mederma on it yet (used it too soon again and it kept getting red and ugly). Anyway it is a lot better today.
I have, according to the Dr. Walter, a beautiful foot (looking at my ex-rays) no arthritis or other problems. But my second metatarsal is currently lower than the others and taking the brunt of my steps so it is inflamed. He put a pad on the bottom to wear for four days, not get wet, and stay off of it and take ibprofen and see how it is Tuesday. He looked at the Dr Scholl foot pads I bought yesterday and said they were good and would help a lot (they have). CVS Pharmacy has a Dr. Scholl contraption that analyzes your foot problem by having you stand on it. Very interesting. He asked how much I paid for it and said that was not bad at all. If I had gotten it at the Good Foot store they would have charged about 4 times more and it still would not be custom made. Hmm. I wonder if that is what is coming next. Something custom made for me. Anyway it already feels better as he leveled the playing field with the other metatarsals. He also said our skin gets much thinner as we get older so we feel the pain more. Marjorie can't stand to go barefoot--maybe I need to think that way.
Sherry
Sherry's daughter Caitland.
Sherry's son Zach and Beleca. They are buying a condo and having a baby, working and finishing college, all at the same time.
Sherry's sister Debbie, husband Tom and daughter. Debbie has been such a support and friend to Sherry and her family in this
past few years of sickness
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Sherry and Wes Smith
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Sherry's daughter Carole and Debbie's Antowne
I can remember well when Zach would take off running at the mall, when none of us were expecting it. What did he hope to see? Where did he want to go? Just curious I guess and Sherry in pursuit. She and John spoke the same language and were good friends but she also spent a lot of time alone, writing, thinking. She responded well to Richard and whatever he thought she should learn. She worked well in the business. I remember one of our 80's Christmas cards and we did a spoof of what we were all doing. She was touted as the hot real estate lady who was selling millions.
For Richard's and my Silver Wedding Anniversary she carved the watermelon for the salad. I think without a doubt we all enjoyed having Sherry with us. When she had crafted the trade of being able to process loans she wanted to leave and be with her friends in Austin and that is where she has been since.
But she soon left the boring loan business and pursued her love of cooking. I hope she found some answers to the questions she was always pursuing. She certainly had some beautiful children. And she was always creative and had such great love for people and animals and plants and books. Sherry, a very loving daughter of God. May she find peace in heaven.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
The Medical Saga Goes On
It's been awhile since I have written. On with my problems with Medicare. I kept my appointment with the vein doctor and she said my legs need to be done but Medicare is being run by Palmetto and they are slow in paying and it is uncertain what they will pay. She cannot get approval up front. I think it would be better if I had Medicare Advantage but it had appeared that where I am living that would not be as good. I may need to revisit that decision. Anyway she wanted $2500 up front and then I would get reimbursed from Medicare and Healthnet. That is not going to happen.
Next Dr appointments is with a podiatrist on Wednesday to see if I can resolve this pain in the ball of my left foot. I can't wear heels or my high boots at all anymore without terrible pain in my foot.
Next Friday I have my Colonscopy Screening. I know I should have had one years ago and it was scheduled, at least three times. But every time it would get near I would get called out to work and so I cancelled my appointment. This time it will happen.
On March 2 I have an appointment with the Cardio Surgeon. I am hoping he reviews the tests and my health and makes it just a "wait and see" but I am thinking with the poor economy Drs need all the work they can get and he may opt to do the surgery anyway. Is that a really 'badditude'? I will check and see what he says about my legs as well.
I had thought I would have all my medical 'list' completed long before the snow was melted up north but at the rate I am going I can see that is not true. I just hope I am finished by the time the snow melts!
Next Dr appointments is with a podiatrist on Wednesday to see if I can resolve this pain in the ball of my left foot. I can't wear heels or my high boots at all anymore without terrible pain in my foot.
Next Friday I have my Colonscopy Screening. I know I should have had one years ago and it was scheduled, at least three times. But every time it would get near I would get called out to work and so I cancelled my appointment. This time it will happen.
On March 2 I have an appointment with the Cardio Surgeon. I am hoping he reviews the tests and my health and makes it just a "wait and see" but I am thinking with the poor economy Drs need all the work they can get and he may opt to do the surgery anyway. Is that a really 'badditude'? I will check and see what he says about my legs as well.
I had thought I would have all my medical 'list' completed long before the snow was melted up north but at the rate I am going I can see that is not true. I just hope I am finished by the time the snow melts!
Saturday, February 06, 2010
The Senior Decisions of Life
Thursday I had a consultation with an eye surgeon about my drooopy, heavy eyelids. After he gave me all my options--three, in fact, and the information that some cost money and some were not as desirable as they used to be because Obama meddled with Medicare and changed some things, I decided just to live with the heavy, droopy eyelids.
After all, as Maria said, why put a new chair in with all the other old furniture. One way to look at. She also reminded me at lunch on Friday that Meryl Streep had had the same reaction in the movie, "It's Complicated". I had forgotten that. The decisions we seniors have to make--- and maybe some are just as well to run away from, as Meryl Streep...and I did.
After all, as Maria said, why put a new chair in with all the other old furniture. One way to look at. She also reminded me at lunch on Friday that Meryl Streep had had the same reaction in the movie, "It's Complicated". I had forgotten that. The decisions we seniors have to make--- and maybe some are just as well to run away from, as Meryl Streep...and I did.
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
Express Your Love
We had love and peace in our home when I was a child but we never expressed it and I did not like to be hugged at all. I was talking later today to my friend Connie and she said it was the same in her home. People just did not talk about their feelings or show that kind of emotion much in their families. Maybe some cultures did, ours did not. I am so glad that has changed. Of course, there was my Dad dancing at lunch with my Mom and always giving her a big kiss. But I don't remember throwing my arms around my parents and telling them how much I loved them.
Maybe that is why it impressed me so much, because it was unusual to be so demonstrative.
Sugartime
For some reason I have been on a sugar kick. I have been eating candy--my favorite candy, nonstop but why? I have said it before and I will say it again. It is a good thing that sugar is my vice and not wine.
My thing is not chocolate, it is more like jelly beans. If I can go off of sugar for 30 days I can be very happy without it unless something triggers me back on. Sugarholic is what it is...Woe is me. But what is missing that I must fill my life with sugar? Hmm, several things come to mind.
When I am thinking about things, being creative, or making something, I always like to have a some candy to
cheer me on...why is that??? When I was working SBA in Texas and we were working such long tedious hours, I always had to have a Peanuts M&M break around 3 in the afternoon. Especially with Diet Dr. Pepper.
When I am thinking about things, being creative, or making something, I always like to have a some candy to
cheer me on...why is that??? When I was working SBA in Texas and we were working such long tedious hours, I always had to have a Peanuts M&M break around 3 in the afternoon. Especially with Diet Dr. Pepper.
Justice--A Harvard Course
My brain is being challenged as I sit in a class at Harvard everyday at my computer. The class is "Justice" by Michael Sandel and there are 12 lectures, each with two parts. I am on Lecture 7.
The books the students have had to read I know nothing about. Many of the words are totally unfamiliar to me. But I love the way the teacher teaches. He talks about what certain philosophers have written and then challenges the students to give their opinions. I am totally impressed with their ability to express themselves. I could not have done that at 18. I could not have thought so deeply as they do. Of course, they are at Harvard!!
He is a master at getting them to participate and never lets the discussion get out of hand. I love the way the teacher interjects real life stories for purposes of illustration and analyzing. He obviously has collected this material over the years and knows just when to introduce it. For the most part he speaks off the cuff, occasionally referring to his notes. He illustrates certain points (after they have discussed them) on an overhead projector. He is a master teacher and never hesitates with an uh, or extra words but speaks deliberately and in a manner easy to understand and follow. He always repeats what the students have said in a clear, concise way, asks them their name and repeats it, and makes every contribution appear to be meaningful. He never dictates what is truth but has them challenge and debate the information and leads them to certain conclusions. They hang on his every word and take copious notes on paper and computer. The room is a huge auditorium, three stories high, completely filled! You could hear a pin drop. It is better than sitcoms!!!
I am looking forward to watching other classes from other universities. The site is academicearth.org--a feature of Public Television funded by private sources. As they roll the credits to those private contributers I always wish that was something I was able to do--donate huge amounts of money for something important.
The books the students have had to read I know nothing about. Many of the words are totally unfamiliar to me. But I love the way the teacher teaches. He talks about what certain philosophers have written and then challenges the students to give their opinions. I am totally impressed with their ability to express themselves. I could not have done that at 18. I could not have thought so deeply as they do. Of course, they are at Harvard!!
He is a master at getting them to participate and never lets the discussion get out of hand. I love the way the teacher interjects real life stories for purposes of illustration and analyzing. He obviously has collected this material over the years and knows just when to introduce it. For the most part he speaks off the cuff, occasionally referring to his notes. He illustrates certain points (after they have discussed them) on an overhead projector. He is a master teacher and never hesitates with an uh, or extra words but speaks deliberately and in a manner easy to understand and follow. He always repeats what the students have said in a clear, concise way, asks them their name and repeats it, and makes every contribution appear to be meaningful. He never dictates what is truth but has them challenge and debate the information and leads them to certain conclusions. They hang on his every word and take copious notes on paper and computer. The room is a huge auditorium, three stories high, completely filled! You could hear a pin drop. It is better than sitcoms!!!
I am looking forward to watching other classes from other universities. The site is academicearth.org--a feature of Public Television funded by private sources. As they roll the credits to those private contributers I always wish that was something I was able to do--donate huge amounts of money for something important.
Stress Sets In Big Time
This morning I started out for a Doctor's appointment on Carmel Mountain Road. Since I cross Carmel Mountain Road everytime I go to Walmart or Costco, I assumed I could go by Walmart and buy Bandido's dog food before going to the Doctor's office. However, when I plugged in the address to my GPS (after finishing at Walmart) it took me 15 miles away!! It appears Carmel Mountain Road goes from beyond I-15 to over by I-5. Since I was low on gas, this was stressing me out. Then I realized I had forgotten my cell phone and I began to feel more stress. As I drove I was also thinking about the various problems facing so many family members and I stressed even more!
How is it that I drove for over sixty years without a cell phone and got along just fine and now I panic without one. After finally arriving at the Dr's office I began filling out the paper work and I read--'No Medicare Insurance will be accepted.' What?? Now I am really stressing out. The receptionist tries to convince me to see the Dr anyway but I say, 'No Way, I cannot afford to not use my insurance.'
On the way out I ask someone where is the closest gas station--I was just about on 0 when I pulled in. She tells me how to go and when I finally get there I can see a station but the freeway is in the way and I panic as to which road to take. Thank heaven behind the bridge is another station I can pull into. However, I cannot decipher how to pay for the gas!! More stress.
As I leave the station I am in totally unfamiliar territory, thank heaven for my GPS and I get on my way, now so totally stressed out I just head for James' home.
Why do I get so stressed? True, I don't know San Diego anymore but I think it is my age. I just can't handle anything anymore.
When I get home I tell Camber I need to de-stress so I was taking Kelsi and Bandido for a walk. We went to the park, dallied at the swings and then sat in the sand and made castles with balconies and windows and people and then scattered snow over them all. It was very calming... I can't handle this old age. I want to be a child again.
How is it that I drove for over sixty years without a cell phone and got along just fine and now I panic without one. After finally arriving at the Dr's office I began filling out the paper work and I read--'No Medicare Insurance will be accepted.' What?? Now I am really stressing out. The receptionist tries to convince me to see the Dr anyway but I say, 'No Way, I cannot afford to not use my insurance.'
On the way out I ask someone where is the closest gas station--I was just about on 0 when I pulled in. She tells me how to go and when I finally get there I can see a station but the freeway is in the way and I panic as to which road to take. Thank heaven behind the bridge is another station I can pull into. However, I cannot decipher how to pay for the gas!! More stress.
As I leave the station I am in totally unfamiliar territory, thank heaven for my GPS and I get on my way, now so totally stressed out I just head for James' home.
Why do I get so stressed? True, I don't know San Diego anymore but I think it is my age. I just can't handle anything anymore.
When I get home I tell Camber I need to de-stress so I was taking Kelsi and Bandido for a walk. We went to the park, dallied at the swings and then sat in the sand and made castles with balconies and windows and people and then scattered snow over them all. It was very calming... I can't handle this old age. I want to be a child again.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Collage Fun
Before I left I took all the calendars I have gathered and threw them in with my books. What has resulted with the time on my hands is collage pictures and boxes. Jacob, Jimmy, Lea and Kelsi each did large collage pictures that turned out nicely, mostly of animals. Lea and Kelsi also did collage boxes which look great. These are the collage boxes I have created. The nice thing about it is I have no expectation of perfection in my lifetime any more and so it is just fun cutting and pasting.
I still have a lot of calendars and only a few boxes left so I am on the outlook for boxes of all shapes and sizes. What will I do with all the boxes? I am giving the nautical one to Jacob for his birthday, keeping the large Carl Larsson box, and the others, well ,if you see something you like and have room for another dust gatherer, let me know. It is a shame to throw away all those calendar pictures so I will keep pasting as long as I have modge podge and boxes.
I remember hours of cutting and pasting from catalogs and magazines when I was a child. My mother made a glue of flour and water and it worked very well. No smell, no bad taste and it does stick. Tooth picks and popsicle sticks were used for spreading the glue. What did we paste on? Anything we could find and if we were lucky, occasionally some store bought colored construction paper.
I still have a lot of calendars and only a few boxes left so I am on the outlook for boxes of all shapes and sizes. What will I do with all the boxes? I am giving the nautical one to Jacob for his birthday, keeping the large Carl Larsson box, and the others, well ,if you see something you like and have room for another dust gatherer, let me know. It is a shame to throw away all those calendar pictures so I will keep pasting as long as I have modge podge and boxes.
I remember hours of cutting and pasting from catalogs and magazines when I was a child. My mother made a glue of flour and water and it worked very well. No smell, no bad taste and it does stick. Tooth picks and popsicle sticks were used for spreading the glue. What did we paste on? Anything we could find and if we were lucky, occasionally some store bought colored construction paper.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Kurt Warner
At any rate I was listening to an ESPN station on the way to the doctor yesterday and they were reporting that he will probably be announcing his retirement today. The announcer reported his wife as saying, "It was up to Kurt and God." The announcer said he couldn't understand this at all (asking God for guidance in making decisions). Although it did not surprise me that people think this way, it did surprise me that someone would admit it on the radio to the whole world and God.
As much as I will miss watching Kurt Warner, I know that with his character and commitment to God and family he will find a way to serve in a much greater way than just entertaining the masses in football. Do what your heart tells you, Kurt, we are with you.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Another fun day.
Today I had a basal cell removed from the right side of my nose. It was a year ago when I had the same procedure on the side of my nostril but it was much more serious and skin from my cheek was grafted on to the area.
This time there are just stitches from the top of my nose to the bottom but no grafting. Dr. Martin is very encouraging about how nicely the face heals and works very hard to have a pleasing conclusion. I trust her. She said the nose is very vulnerable to basal cell sarcoma and said she hoped this was the last of it on me. Me, too.
She asked me how I was coming with my other doctor appointments I have lined up and she said the carotid surgery is the most important so I better keep pursuing that appointment. I'll be glad when summer comes.
This time there are just stitches from the top of my nose to the bottom but no grafting. Dr. Martin is very encouraging about how nicely the face heals and works very hard to have a pleasing conclusion. I trust her. She said the nose is very vulnerable to basal cell sarcoma and said she hoped this was the last of it on me. Me, too.
She asked me how I was coming with my other doctor appointments I have lined up and she said the carotid surgery is the most important so I better keep pursuing that appointment. I'll be glad when summer comes.
OK, Now I'm Feeling Vulnerable
After a lot of back and forth calling, I finally heard the results of my Carotid Doppler. The right side is 70-80% narrowed and the left side is 16-49% narrowed. Dr. Natali told me I need to be referred to a Vascular Surgeon. I gave him two names but I think they were heart specialists and the vascular surgeon is in the same building but on the fourth floor. Oh, well, I guess he will find who to refer me to down here.
As I read about the surgery, which I had convinced myself I wouldn't need, I realized it was a bigger deal than I thought. I also read that the plaque is a mixture of cholesterol, calcium, and fibrous tissue. I have never had high blood pressure or diabetes. My cholesterol has been high forever but my HDL has always been high which is a plus.
I never smoked but my exercise is only walking or working in the yard anymore. And my weight should be lower. So next step is to see what a doctor says. Yes, I feel very vulnerable.
As I read about the surgery, which I had convinced myself I wouldn't need, I realized it was a bigger deal than I thought. I also read that the plaque is a mixture of cholesterol, calcium, and fibrous tissue. I have never had high blood pressure or diabetes. My cholesterol has been high forever but my HDL has always been high which is a plus.
I never smoked but my exercise is only walking or working in the yard anymore. And my weight should be lower. So next step is to see what a doctor says. Yes, I feel very vulnerable.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
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