Some really nice efficient Mexican men came to clean out the ducts and clean the grates. They were no more than half through when I could feel a tremendous change in the air I was breathing, and the pain in my lungs that I have had all year was GONE. That is too simple to be true but it is true.
I even wonder now if I need the medical filter, but why the heck not?
I had been waiting to finish my obligations before paying for this duct cleaning, etc. I now wish to goodness we had taken care of it before. Oh well, it's important for from here on out.
My vertigo subsided nicely in the middle of the morning too...so am feeling OK as of now. YAZZYBEL
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Dizzy Tuesday
Good morning--I guess.
I woke up with vertigo. I have learned how to control vertigo by tilting upper body first to one side, then the other, thus settling that little floating bone in our ears that gets dislodged and gives us vertigo.
However, it hasn't worked too well this morning. A rising up from this chair at the computer will be planned, not spontaneous. I lurched about and made my self a cup of Keurig, but don't really fancy it.
Yesterday we went out to the Diabetes Clinic at Kaiser and found out , ultimately, that Theo will be restricted from driving due to his low blood sugar incident last week.
What will they say when they find out that the designated driver has vertigo? What will we do? I'm told, or have been told in the past, that there are people from the community who'll drive others about as needed...Better look into it. Like the Meals on Wheels, it's timely. YAZZYBEL
I woke up with vertigo. I have learned how to control vertigo by tilting upper body first to one side, then the other, thus settling that little floating bone in our ears that gets dislodged and gives us vertigo.
However, it hasn't worked too well this morning. A rising up from this chair at the computer will be planned, not spontaneous. I lurched about and made my self a cup of Keurig, but don't really fancy it.
Yesterday we went out to the Diabetes Clinic at Kaiser and found out , ultimately, that Theo will be restricted from driving due to his low blood sugar incident last week.
What will they say when they find out that the designated driver has vertigo? What will we do? I'm told, or have been told in the past, that there are people from the community who'll drive others about as needed...Better look into it. Like the Meals on Wheels, it's timely. YAZZYBEL
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Sunday
Good afternoon.
It's Sunday. Did not go to church, 3rd Sunday in a row. Gracious. Too tired to make the effort, and that's BAD.
We went to Ralph's and bought a steak for supper, and deli food for lunch. Sitting here now with a kind of bad taste in my mouth. They don't know how to make enchiladas, I fear. NO GARLIC IN THE ENCHILADAS, said my mama, and I think she was right. In a cuisine where many dishes are made using the same ingredients, it is not bad to have an arbitrary rule like that so you'll get the taste you expect when you eat something.
The enchiladas, chicken enchiladas by genre, were also too HOT. Too enchiladas. Mucho chile en las enchiladas. Hot and garlicky is not the right taste for enchiladas. "Couldn't you just be not so picky?" a voice is asking in my ear, whose voice I do not know. Couldn't be my Mama's. Otherwise, the enchiladas were not bad, with the right amount of sauce, and sprinkled with a generous amount of cheese and green onion tops. Too much chicken for one person for a meal, as I now know after getting MOW meals for nearly a week. We could have bought one enchilada and split it in two.
I also bought broccoli salad. Pretty good. It had cashew nuts in it and no raisins. Better the other way round, I think, but it was okay. I took Theo's half out and put it in a bowl with a little water and microwaved it so he could eat it as a vegetable and not salad.
All tolerable. At four thirty I shall take one of the steaks I bought, put the other into the freezer, and pan-broil that little steak for my husband so he will get enough protein. Makes up for the MOW which is all right but lacking in beefsteaks.
Above, we see "Intimations of Spring," one of a group of bulbs bought for me by Ben on sale at Christmastime. Badly bedraggled, they were, as bulbs, trampled by elephants and manhandled, but as we see, showing the promise of new life to come...YAZZYBEL
It's Sunday. Did not go to church, 3rd Sunday in a row. Gracious. Too tired to make the effort, and that's BAD.
We went to Ralph's and bought a steak for supper, and deli food for lunch. Sitting here now with a kind of bad taste in my mouth. They don't know how to make enchiladas, I fear. NO GARLIC IN THE ENCHILADAS, said my mama, and I think she was right. In a cuisine where many dishes are made using the same ingredients, it is not bad to have an arbitrary rule like that so you'll get the taste you expect when you eat something.
The enchiladas, chicken enchiladas by genre, were also too HOT. Too enchiladas. Mucho chile en las enchiladas. Hot and garlicky is not the right taste for enchiladas. "Couldn't you just be not so picky?" a voice is asking in my ear, whose voice I do not know. Couldn't be my Mama's. Otherwise, the enchiladas were not bad, with the right amount of sauce, and sprinkled with a generous amount of cheese and green onion tops. Too much chicken for one person for a meal, as I now know after getting MOW meals for nearly a week. We could have bought one enchilada and split it in two.
I also bought broccoli salad. Pretty good. It had cashew nuts in it and no raisins. Better the other way round, I think, but it was okay. I took Theo's half out and put it in a bowl with a little water and microwaved it so he could eat it as a vegetable and not salad.
Above, we see "Intimations of Spring," one of a group of bulbs bought for me by Ben on sale at Christmastime. Badly bedraggled, they were, as bulbs, trampled by elephants and manhandled, but as we see, showing the promise of new life to come...YAZZYBEL
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Saturday
Well, for the second time today I have blown away all that I've written, so will take the hint and quit.
MOW: turkey a la king, boiled okra, English peas. Sandwich for supper. Butterscotch pudding. Milk by mistake instead of fruit juice...that's OK...all of it Edible plus. Though I don't know what the mystery sandwich is.
Adios, amigos; publishing this before I lose it AGAIN>YAZZYBEL
MOW: turkey a la king, boiled okra, English peas. Sandwich for supper. Butterscotch pudding. Milk by mistake instead of fruit juice...that's OK...all of it Edible plus. Though I don't know what the mystery sandwich is.
Adios, amigos; publishing this before I lose it AGAIN>YAZZYBEL
Friday, January 27, 2012
Quiet Day Friday
Thursday, January 26, 2012
A Day at the ER, Thursday Part Trois
We got to the ER at eleven; home by four thirty. That could have been worse. They moved their booties when I told them that I can't see to drive after sunset.
Theo is fine. We both are tired but we had a nice supper purchased from the Von's pre-cooked meal dept. Hasta manana, amigos. YAZZYBEL
Theo is fine. We both are tired but we had a nice supper purchased from the Von's pre-cooked meal dept. Hasta manana, amigos. YAZZYBEL
Gang Aft Aglee
Well.
While I was writing about garb, and taking my long sudsy hot bath, strange things were happening.
I came out of the bath to find my husband sitting in a kitchen chair, almost totally unresponsive.
I tried to take his blood sugar, but it came out 'error' and 'needs battery.' So I did the only other sane thing: I called 911.
The wonderful people have left after being here nearly an hour. They were prepared to take him in to the ER themselves, but after dosing him with glucose intravenously and other potions, he finally came round. Kaiser still wants to see him so I am driving him to Kaiser ER now. He seems to be OK; we'll see what they say.
We never know what a Thursday will bring, for "the best laid plans of mice and men gang aft aglee," don't they, Robbie? YAZZYBEL
While I was writing about garb, and taking my long sudsy hot bath, strange things were happening.
I came out of the bath to find my husband sitting in a kitchen chair, almost totally unresponsive.
I tried to take his blood sugar, but it came out 'error' and 'needs battery.' So I did the only other sane thing: I called 911.
The wonderful people have left after being here nearly an hour. They were prepared to take him in to the ER themselves, but after dosing him with glucose intravenously and other potions, he finally came round. Kaiser still wants to see him so I am driving him to Kaiser ER now. He seems to be OK; we'll see what they say.
We never know what a Thursday will bring, for "the best laid plans of mice and men gang aft aglee," don't they, Robbie? YAZZYBEL
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