Wednesday's Digressions

• Recently I was reminded of the old fear that hospice care will hasten (and is in fact its purpose) a persons death. Most people know better and just a minutes clear thinking would show the problems with that kind of silly thinking but, once I really had a good object lesson on that worry. I was called in on the case of a woman on hospice for end stage heart disease with pain, shortness of breath, wasting and imminent death for continuous care criteria for nursing at her bedside until her death. On entering her room I encountered a gray complected, larger woman with very shallow respiration. Her eyes were closed and family reported she was sleeping and had been for past 18 hours. To make a long story short she was suffering from overwhelming pain which caused her to withdraw to a sleep-like state causing her blood sugar to get off and cardiac problems to worsen because her diet and meds were disrupted. Although she needed supplemental oxygen she did not appear distressed- she was breathing too shallow but, to an inexperienced person may have not looked in trouble.
• I put her on oxygen. Elevated the head of her bed. Talked to the family about administering morphine to strengthen her heart and improve her respiration. We then put her back on a heart med, water pill and steroid that had been (rightly at the time) discontinued.
• The last I heard the nurse who relieved me did not get to finish her shift because the patient had improved too much and had to be cancelled from crisis care. She was up on a walker with assist and had dinner in the dining room with family from out of town whom I'd been asked only to try to help her live long enough for them to see her alive and say their goodbyes.
• As I writes this (05/17/2014) at the pool a strikingly hawt female stopped in front me to make sure I saw her very decent for a 40 year old backside and then she engaged me me about the temp. of the water and kids etc. Admission: I got some instinctive butterflies. In my defense: The first thing I thought of was FG and how hawt mama was wasting her time and breath. I was actually listening to music in the background on the laptop that reminded me of FG.
  

  

  The Phantom Korean Photographer disturbed people at Scarborough enough they physically steered clear of him.
• There is a big deal being made over Dale Hansen's diatribe regarding where the homosexual football player fell in the draft, how there is no way there were 258 better players than him (based on his rank in the draft) and blah, blah, blah... while also in typical Hansen fashion bullying the audience into believing whatever it is he is saying. A funny thing about that- nobody cares about the guy's homosexuality and even though I make no effort to keep up with sports I have come to understand through osmosis he was maybe only drafted at all because of his gaydom- the NFL was not going to allow him to not be as it would make them look monstrous and backward. Scouts and talking heads all had him at 6-8th round based on his stats, health and presentation.
• Sad thing about this subject? I am not sure of that guys name. It is Sams, Samm or Samms-right? I have no clue as to his first name and couldn't confirm or deny if I was hearing it correctly if you said it in front of me.
• In people's minds he is, The Gay Football Player.
• We are our own worst enemies.

  

  Artisan at SRF being artisanal.

Wednesday's Digressions

What will they think of next?

Ankle bracelet I made for FG

Braided utility rope I made out of 550 cord to hang lights etc from a tent ceiling.

• I finally (11/23/2013) watched There Will be Blood. I'm still thinking... Something I can't get over though, is how poorly matched to the story the music seemed. I may be wrong but it just seemed oddly out of place and/or inappropriate to the scene it was building or supporting- from start to finish
• Multiple times (3+) I have killed a post that might have been scheduled to publish for days as Barry also commented on the same obscure thing on the same day mine was set to publish. We might have had the same take on the issue or be diametrically opposed. Regardless, I didn't want to look like I was arguing with him or sucking up/stealing so I reverted the post to draft. What really made me think about this though is on the exact day I was going to comment previously on this fact, Barry commented on how he and Keith Geeding would also make posts similar to each other on the same days.
• Weird.

  

  Oddly, I don't recall where we saw this rig.

  
  

  

  Mineral Wells lake is dry. Wish they had the means/wherewithal to dredge it during this droughty apocalypse.

  
  
  
  
  

  

  Park store at MWSP. It was built by the WPA The open area in the middle has always intrigued- I think it must have had a purpose but I'm not sure what that was- firewood storage?

• I continue to engage in word salad use and being increasingly forgetful. FG asked if I had or was having  a stroke yesterday. I am watching myself to see if something is really going on or if it is just stress and well- life happening at dangerously close to 50. I'll probably approach the subject with my doc. Trivialities seem suddenly important to me and what others would consider very important don't interest me at all. I have been very nostalgic while simultaneously having trouble recalling people and place names and at the same time being somewhat emotionally distant (known as detachment) from present people. I will attempt to put a box of cereal instead of the milk in the fridge which could happen to anybody but I find myself standing in front of the fridge instead unsure what I am supposed to being doing with the box or, more correctly- unsure why standing there instead of in front of the pantry feels weird.  If a person laid these things out to me from their heart I would say they are  possibly in the early stages of dementia or even entering the death process- weeks to some months away. Oddly, on impulse during enrollment at work a couple of days ago I took out a policy on me for FG and gave her an ITEOMD envelope and gave her some instructions in case of my being unable to intellectually to make decisions for myself.
• I am not scared. I may be vaguely a bit sad though.
• It is important that my doc is both super smart and a practical thinker. It is cool that she is super cute.
• Old doc saying I just love that can be used to prevent young doctors jumping to wrong conclusions: We live in Texas- when you hear hoof beats don't look up and expect to see zebras.
• There is a show on now about body language which uses Susan Smith's televised plea for the return of her children to demonstrate how her body language gave her away. Interestingly, I commented when I saw it back then that she was absolutely lying but I think without knowing it I compared her to her hubby at her side as the so called experts did on the television show. He seemed genuinely grief stricken and stunned- she did not.
• Recently RPM commented on the quality of some pictures I took. Also recently, somebody at work bagged on me and discounted some other pics I had printed and brought to the office as my camera, Was so expensive- it does all the work. No wonder the pictures are good! A funny thing about that: the new camera is loaded down with features I cannot use yet. Also, it might be slower than my old camera meaning I don't capture all the shots I would have gotten with my old setup. It is harder (to me) to use the more artistic settings on the new rig so I mostly use the auto setting which won't always produce the best (or most pleasing) pictures, meaning I took many better pictures with my old, cheap camera.
• Good grief- I just saw the Brown-Goldman murders on MSN in an article about famous unsolved cases. Good guhrief. Yes, I'm face palming hard in case you're wondering.
• Retarded: a headline on my new browser indicates that people are already lining up at stores for Black Friday- which starts 6 days from this writing. People are killing themselves to buy crap they don't need with money they don't have. 
• We are our own worst enemies. 

Mondays Missives

• In spite of being an avid observer, very amateur photographer of and general lover of wildlife and any show covering them oddly, the subject of oceanic aquatic life holds no interest for me.
• On another blog Jarhead (I think it was) mentioned his prejudice towards fat people and cigarette smokers in that he automatically assumes them to be of lower than average intelligence. I have to admit I feel the same way and have contemplated the possible meanings of this thought for awhile.
• My son and nephew kept replaying a Korn song for the soundtrack to their Wii game- now I can't get that stinking thing out of my mind.
• I love having kids around and it would suit me just fine if the house was full of them.
• This post has been scheduled for quite some time. Is Hamageddon over? Is anyone left alive to read this?

What The...?

I know I took this picture but, I couldn't recreate it if I were forced at gunpoint. Kind of cool though.