December 26, 2007
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Generic Update
Progress on the physical healing: a full night’s sleep, lying down. I so do not like to sleep sitting up, and so do like sleeping and the way I feel after having gotten some much needed sleep.
Doug and I sorta “spoiled” each other’s Christmas fun, but I suppose there was no serious harm done. A week or so before Xmas, I asked him if he would get out some decorations and make a small festive show for me. He refused, saying it was a waste of time and effort. My reason for asking had been a case of the holiday blues, which I thought would be helped by some colored lights and tinsel.
Early on Christmas morning, I woke out of breath. Doug was in the kitchen, so I called out to him to come help me set up the nebulizer for some inhalation therapy. His response was an audible snarl. I was taken aback, because although his responses to my calls for help are often unenthusiastic they had never before been hostile.
I asked if he was okay, and got in response a muttered yes. I asked if I was interrupting anything, and heard something between a sigh and a growl. Then he walked to the doorway and said it would spoil the surprise, but he was preparing to put up some holiday decorations. It was to have been my Xmas morning surprise. He said he supposed he should apologize for “lying” in the time since my original request, trying to keep his intention a secret.
Then he disappeared back into the kitchen to safeguard the decorations from the cats, and I told him it had been a sweet thought, but he could put them away and skip the whole thing. Then I explained that I had wanted the pretty things when I asked for them because I hoped they would lighten my mood, but I had already fixed that by listening to Xmas music and focusing on the spiritual side of the holiday.
That was my third screwup in connection with his Xmas. First was deciding to make his gift a practical one, a pair of wood-splitting wedges, and second was forgetting to stop at the hardware store to buy them on the way home from the clinic. At least he’s getting another story he can tell, along with the one about the year that all he got for his birthday was a Twinkie with a candle in it.
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I live in New York City, not Alaska, never been to Alaska, I’ve been to Washington State and to British Columbia but not to Alaska.
I’ve had some other Xanga blogs and shut them down before, but you’ve been a very consistent presence on Xanga. I’m glad that you are out of the hospital. Peace, out…Randy
You are starting to sound more like your old self! I’m glad to hear it!
We had to go with practical gifts this year out of financial considerations. I felt so bad when my girls opened their gifts – though they were very gracious about the whole thing.
I’ve made a mental note to get them each a little something frivolous when our situation gets turned around.
When I was 17 I had pneumonia and while that was a long time ago, I know that sleeping laying down is improvement. For me it was a long time before I could sleep without being on my back with my left arm raised over my head. I hope 2008 will find you in full recovery.
Yup! yYou’re definitely better! It’s a shame how we unintentionally disappoint our kids. I’m still doing it and they are in their 40′s now.
Hope you had a seasonal wonder-filled holiday and have a prosperous new year!
Blessings.
Continued thoughts and prayers of well wishes.
Full nights of sleep are great; don’t seem to be having them though. I spent almost 2 years sleeping in a recliner after the car accident. Oh how I hate sleeping while sitting up. I can empathize with that.
I was told that I should move for my health, by a doc yet. You ever thought about heading south for your health, or would it help? You’d probably “cook” in Florida.
Man alive this one is a hanger oner hey? I sure hope your completely better soon.
Here’s to a New Year with Fabulous Health!
I remember sleeping sitting up both times I had pneumonia and one time when I had bronchitis really bad. Didn’t like it, but it was the only way I could breath, so I dealt with it.
A Twinkie with a candle in it? Amusing.
The love expert? That’s all I know.
I’m excited for the new frontiers in neurochemistry, but I also must remind myself that it is not the sole influence on the mind. The same goes for culture. Nature/nurture is not a debate…it’s a partnership.