Posts Tagged ‘Lydia’
I remember reading that you can’t get sick merely by getting one’s feet wet. But it was rainy Halloween night when I was wearing my sneakers and landed in a deep puddle. The very next day, I sat at my desk in the afternoon and felt so crummy I thought I was hallucinating.
Did nothing that weekend; didn’t go to church, couldn’t even read e-mail, and stayed home from work on Monday. But never really felt great after that.
I had an already scheduled appointment with my allergist a week and a half later, who said I likely had bronchitis. The breathing apparatus I got helped somewhat.
I missed three Thursday choir rehearsals in a row, because I could not sing; I tried it out. Feeling about 90% now.
Meanwhile, the Daughter had various nasal/throat stuff, which had her coughing in the middle of the night, less so in the daytime. But she was tired, had a persistent sore throat. Additionally, she was stressing about math at school. I missed at least three days of work tending to her, and I unintentionally blew off meeting our intern candidate at work, who I had agreed to talk with, twice.
I felt behind all month. Planning a trip to NYC for Thanksgiving, I was rushing to find a hotel at the last minute; everything was hurried. My wife suggested I make a list; a list of all the undone items would have just made it too real.
Thanksgiving itself was great, though. More on that if/when I get a chance.
December will, ideally, be better. All I have to do is ALL OF MY CHRISTMAS SHOPPING. And special church music, starting this Friday.
Because I tend to work ahead, you may not have noticed the lack of blogging. Expect some shorter posts at the end of the month.
This fall, she was playing soccer. Unfortunately, in the very first game, fairly early on, she got kicked in the foot, left the game in pain, and never returned. But she was back in action by the following week. She likes playing defense, and is more interested in protecting her team’s goal rather than making a goal. However, for her homework, she has to write sentences, and she has allowed that someday, she WOULD indeed like to score a goal. That phase ended on November 2.
Both last year and this, there were two weekends where she had soccer, PLUS Read the rest of this entry »
Today is the Great American Smokeout. Last year, if I recall, I wrote some anti-smoking screed, and someone thought it was terribly mean to smokers (I didn’t think so.)
I decided to write something nice about smokers this year. Well, until my daughter had some particularly bad reactions recently. If someone walks by her with a lit cigarette, she starts hacking uncontrollably. She can control this only a little by holding her breath, IF she sees the smoker coming. (From years of living with a smoker, I have learned the ability to block the inside of my nose and breathe through my mouth until the danger passes.)
Her asthma is apparently more severe than mine – she’s missed school this fall because of it. Yes, I recognize that cigarettes are legal Read the rest of this entry »
My wife, when some bit of my loose change would fall on the floor, would claim it as her own, if I didn’t pick it up in time, and put it in her change jar. It was this little game of hers and I didn’t much mind, though it’s not as though she needed the money; she now makes more than I do.
I would start getting a bit irritated, though Read the rest of this entry »
When I indicated I was having trouble sleeping, someone suggested telling myself a story. This doesn’t work for me, because my head is already filled with stories that I want to let out, i.e., blog about. But I have not the time to do this. And while there are a few reasons for my busyness, none of them has more of an impact than my daughter’s homework. It takes us, and I do mean US, an AVERAGE of 90 minutes per night.
So if I’m spending an hour and a half doing THAT, by the time I’ve washed the dishes and done other chores, it’s 10 p.m. Read the rest of this entry »
I mentioned that the family saw an Albany High School production of West Side Story this spring. Since then, the Daughter has been listening to the movie soundtrack, which pleases me, since it was #2 on my favorite albums of the 1960s.
More specifically, I burned her a copy of my CD so that, if she loses it, I’ll still have it. Read the rest of this entry »
Every year, I hear, especially since the 10th anniversary, “Remember 9/11! Never forget!” If we somehow forgot, we’d cease to be ‘vigilant’. I remember September 11, 2001 amazingly well, thank you. Just this summer, I was at highway rest stop on I-87, the Northway, not far from Albany, when I saw a memorial for three people who worked for the Department of Transportation, one of whom I knew not very well, who died on that day.
Even my daughter, who wasn’t even born then, knows about 9/11. Read the rest of this entry »