Not a bad week, as weeks go these days, but not all that good either.
There is reason for optimism, but also a lot of things to be pessimistic
about, which are making it hard to get to sleep.
My sphincter control seems to be almost back to normal, as of Wednesday or
so. I was feeling normal enough to start taking walks again, including
almost a mile and a half with m and j. I read somewhere that every mammal
from the mouse to the elephant can empty its bladder in 20 seconds except
for elderly male humans with enlarged prostates. A category which
included me for the past several years, but apparently no longer does.
And I attended E's Yule celebration Thursday. (The Yule ritual on Whidbey
was last night, organized by G and with me, g" and k attending. We had
cookies and a bottle of 10-year-old mead. I don't remember who gave us
that, or whether we perhaps acquired it at an Interfilk auction.)
On the other hand, the place we had (Subaru)Stacey towed to does not do
body work, despite what it says on their website. We were unable to find
a body shop willing to accept it on short notice, so it's going to sit in
front of our house until we do. Then it will almost certainly be
totalled. That plus the fact that I should have started on selling
Colleen's medical equipment two years ago mean that emptying the house out
by the end of January is going to be a stretch.
On the gripping hand, I also had my first (of eight) accupuncture
treatments (which was fascinating), and made an appointment with one of Fred Hutch's "spiritual health" providers (there must be a better
word -- chaplains?), after a delightful conversation Monday. (See also,
Wednesday's " State
of the Bear" post.)
Good links for the week include The Future of Web Styling: Classless and Class-Light CSS | by Shalitha
Suranga, and What Makes
LISP Unique? | by Erik Engheim. Most of the others are discouraging.
( Notes & links, as usual )
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