Mar 30, 2008
Mar 27, 2008
Prepare to be educated! This is the common Llama. This one in particular is fairly photogenic and was actually a little pushy about getting his picture taken. I would imagine it was the stellar hair-do he is sporting that gives him such a sense of self confidence. Anyway, back to the Llama. Llamas and their cousins Alpacas were actually domesticated a long, long time ago from the Guanaco (they look a lot like a Llama, but not as hairy). Our little zoo actually has a couple of Guanacos, and quite honestly, aside from the interesting information about their domestication are wholly unremarkable. I was simply looking for a reason to put this picture in the Blog and have basically forced it here with this small bit of trivia. Hopefully you fell a little smarter for it.
Mar 22, 2008
So here I sit at my parents house. I am hiding in an up-stairs room, away from the kids and family and the general ruckus that accompanies them. These things are not bad things, on the contrary, it really has been a pretty good weekend all together. Aside from the 5 hour drive I had to make by myself, things here have been good. If there was any one thing I am looking forward to, though, its a little down time.
A person might think that is hard to come by when I am going to be bringing my 8 year-old son to the house. But truthfully, he is a good boy and I'm looking forward to some father-son time. A walk in the woods, going to the marina and seeing the boats, the park, watching a movie or two. Yes, its going to be a good week. I need it. I think a lot of people need it, I just happened to get lucky enough to get it.
So I have the next week off and I am hoping to find a little bit of energy and spirit that I seemed to have lost recently.
Its going to be a good week.
Mar 19, 2008
Sadly, the last couple of days have been busy. Work has been hectic, to say the least, and I have been getting home later and later every day. Then, when I do get home, I am hand feeding the cat and making dinner and trying to clean up the house for Ben's arrival this weekend. So this morning, when I got here, I was hoping to find some down time in order make these entries and make sure they received the detail they deserved. Then I received a phone call today 6:45 this morning that threw my whole day off.
At some point last night, one of my co-workers passed away. To say this was unexpected would be an understatement. He and I worked together yesterday. the best we can figure from the information that we have is that he died of a heart attack at some point in night. He and I were not exactly close. We never did anything on the weekends together, we never sat and watched a Sunday football game. But we have worked together over the last 5 years. And in my profession, one of the best things you can say about a person is that I would happy to have that man back me up. And if he called for help I would run as fast as I could to make sure I was there to back him up. He was a good man and he deserved a lot longer of a life.
I am sorry for his family, his wife and children, who will no longer have him there. I am sorry for those friends who were closer than I and will miss him.
Anytime there is a loss of life it is tragic and leaves many people feeling lost, helpless and searching for answers. We all feel that way today. We want answers to a problem that we will not get answers to today. And In my profession, we consider ourselves family, and we watch out for each other. The forunate thing for us is we have each other here, we can support those who are in need.
Don will be missed, and we all grieve for his family.
Mar 12, 2008
Allow me to introduce Kim. Kim and I used to work together in Napa County. For whatever reason, she and I hit things off and became very good friends. As our friendship progressed, it became clear that we were meant to be friends and I can say with 100% confidence, Kim is a true friend, and a good person.
About6 years ago she I were sent to Humboldt County for training. For nearly a month and a half, she and I were shack up at the Red Lion here in Eureka (no, we were not sharing a room). During that time I was dealing with issues in a relationship that was eventually doomed and the fact that Ben was moving to Florida. Kim was a solid friend during that time, and I could have asked for a better person to be stranded in a foreign town with.
Along with that, there were many mornings spent in Fairfield where I had breakfast with her and her family, and truly they took me in as one of there own. For that I grateful and thank her.
Now, its bee quite a while since I have talked to her. Then, by chance, I ended up needing to call my old employment as part of my regular job duties. Odd, eh? So I asked the person I was talking to, "Does Kim still work there?" I was told she did and that she happened to be on duty at that moment. We were reunited and we talked for about 10 minutes (OK, it was a brief reunification, but hey! We were both on clock and things to do!).
I love Kim. I used to call her Mom (of course, no disrespect meant to my own mother, but more a sign of my deep respect for Kim and her friendship). She called me Son. I think she felt the need to watch over, feeling I needed an extra set of eyes to keep an eye on me.
Kim, I have missed you. I hope that we can keep in better touch from now on.
Mar 10, 2008
Sadly, though, I can't seem to think of a single thing right now that is worth mentioning as positive. But at the same time, I think that things are going just fine, with a jut a few rough spots along the way.
Lets talk about Ubu. Ubu came home yesterday evening. I don't want to talk about the vet bill. I used to think I was the type of guy who, having an old pet who is sick and needing all sorts of medical attention, would say, "Its time to put him down." Apparently I was horribly wrong. In fact, I was so wrong, I found out am the guy who says, "Lets do whatever we can, we'll figure out the finances later." This realization comes as a huge shock, really. Apparently I don't know myself quite as well as I thought I did. On the flip side, we usually have a 2 ton paperweight in bed with us at night and he has been obviously absent the last few days (for a good explanation of why a sleeping cat weighs 2 tons, see this post by my LazyBhuddist Friend). Normally there is a struggle that ensues every night over the covers. I tend to roll to my left, taking covers with me. Delia tends to complain when I do this. Ubu tends to be what saves Delia from being cold. As my son would say, he likes to be in the middle. This is very true. He worms his way between us, even if he has to walk on top of us and force to separate. While I find this nightly ritual annoying, I have to say I have missed it.
Now, he is home. He has to be given medication every 8 hours and and hand fed every 2 hours. Yikes. But he seems to be in OK spirits, although I think there is some resentment at having been left at the Vet all weekend. But I think he'll get over that.
And all in all, life goes on. Sometimes its just a little harder to trudge along than others.
Mar 9, 2008
Now, lets go on to the little black rain cloud that seems to have settled over our house.
- Ubu is still at the Vet. They called yesterday and said he had recovered from his surgery, which didn't yield any results, but was overly sluggish which was concerning them. So they wanted him to stay the weekend. I can't say I blame them for this precaution, but I guess they don't know that sleep and grogginess are an important part of Ubu's life. None the less, he is still there and bill gets higher and higher.
- The truck is home and running. The real problem? A burnt valve. Apparently, this is a problem that should be happening to a Toyota with over 200k, not 133k. Lucky me. Its paid off, and now the only question is do we sell it or sink the money into it? My inclination is to sell it and get a bigger truck (which we need anyway). Hopefully things work out here.
OK, so there is our little problems in a nutshell. They really aren't that bad, since the tax return came in and we can afford the needed things. Its just frustrating that it all seems to be happening at once. But what am I to do? No clue really. Just trudge on and hope for the best.
Wow, this has been a rather somber post. Hopefully I'll come up with something later to counteract this gloominess.
Mar 6, 2008
First off, there is a complete collapse of the fibular/tibular something-or-other. I really can't begin to say what exactly all that means, but it sounds bad. On the flip side, I think what they are calling a collapse is simply years of abuse and wear.
Second, there are signs of arthritis. Again, there is nothing new there.
Last, there are 4 "loose bodies", also known as bone fragments. The largest of which is nearly 1/2 inch in diameter. This is most likely causing most of my pain.
So there is the report. The doctor's official diagnosis? And I quote, "Your ankle is wrecked."
He then told that my ailments are far beyond the scope of his practice, and I am being referred to an orthopedist. This information is really nothing new to me either, and was expected. It seems ridiculous to me that I have had to go through all this red tape and a couple of hoops in order to see the orthopedist, but that is just the way it goes I guess. I can't say I have ever personally felt the need for health care reform, but if ever I did, it would be now. It should be a little easier than this to get things done.
OK, so for now, I am wearing my little boot on a regular basis, and waiting for an appointment with the orthopedist. I'll keep you posted.
Mar 4, 2008
Now, I myself am in a particular quandary. I plan to miss a minimal amount of work, although I will be put onto a light duty status tomorrow. I will be here, but will pretty much be limited to a desk job and answering phones. Not ideal, but is better than me not being here at all. Even though I won't be missing work (yet) I am not exempt from the verbal abuse.
Take my good friend Dean, for example. Apparently, according to him, my modified work status will not really change anything because my co-workers are used to carrying my slack anyway. My good friend Tim has stated that they hardly notice me at all anyway, and simply have gotten used to the very little amount of work that I do. My wife, simply states that I do my best to do as little as possible and this won't make any difference either.
Do I take offense to this? Not in the least. Do I think they don't care? Absolutely not. I don't know where this odd way of showing support and care for a person came from. Saying the opposite of what you really mean seems, well, backwards. But it is what it is. There is a saying that goes around the office to some of the new guys, as they take a ration of flack for simply being the new guy, "When we are joking with you, its because we like you. When no one talks to you, you should be worried." And so it is, and so it is.
So I am here at work right now, knowing that moving my ankle as little possible is the only thing that keeps it from hurting. And to my dear friends who so happily comment on my inability to do my job, I say "The phone in front of me is ringing. Some one hand it to me!"
Mar 3, 2008
- The ankle join is causing me pain on a regular basis. A regimen of Motrin and Tylenol helps, but I don't think its an end all solution. It is rather frustrating, though, because I'll be at work and labeled a "gimp," and I just feel like a burden to the shift. Such is life though, and I know its the needed thing to do in order to make it better in the long run. So for now fellow co-workers, you have to pick up my slack.
- My truck has been having trouble lately. It has been idling a little on the rough side, and the other day the electrical in the dash went out all together. Then, on Saturday morning, it simply would not start. That sucks. So AAA towed it for us and the prognosis is still unknown.
- Our house has been somewhat of a Kitty infirmary. Stinky had her dental work done, and the Vet extracted 6 teeth. On the plus side, she doesn't stink at all any more. I guess we will have to come up with new name for her. Ubu is still not eating and drinking. We are having to administer fluids through IV every other day right now. His prognosis is still unknown.
So that's the rundown. I see the doctor again on Wednesday, but I don't expect to know anything different by that time, only to be referred to an orthopedist.