My wife planted potatoes this year: an experiment, to see how well growing produce in the back yard works.
We've been eating the results since late summer/early fall. The individual potatoes aren't as large as what's sold in groceries: but they're at least as good.
We're going through the last of the potato harvest now, so my wife's experimental plot lasted nearly until December. I think that's pretty good for a first attempt.
Friday, November 27, 2015
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Furnace Trouble
First, the good news.
We've deployed heaters in occupied rooms of the house, and my wife's called the repair tech.
Now, the not-so-good news.
Our furnace is on the fritz. Again.
It stopped working the night of December 29, during below-zero weather. That's hardly unusual: the weather, not our furnace failing.
The repair tech came, spotted the problem, made some calls: and arranged for the special fan motor to be driven up to our place. By the evening of December 30, we had central heat again.
The furnace is something like 20 years old. At the time, we thought having a high-efficiency furnace was a good idea. Just one problem: the thing uses a special fan motor — that's not at all easy to find these days. We're definitely going to keep that in mind when we replace the furnace: whenever that will be.
The repair tech was here yesterday, and fixed some sort of blockage issue in the furnace. Obviously, there's something else going on, too, since it got down to about 57 degrees at my desk last night: with a space heater less than 20 feet away.
Finally, more good news.
We're getting another opportunity to practice patience, while the latest furnace problem gets solved. I am, anyway.
We've deployed heaters in occupied rooms of the house, and my wife's called the repair tech.
Now, the not-so-good news.
Our furnace is on the fritz. Again.
It stopped working the night of December 29, during below-zero weather. That's hardly unusual: the weather, not our furnace failing.
The repair tech came, spotted the problem, made some calls: and arranged for the special fan motor to be driven up to our place. By the evening of December 30, we had central heat again.
The furnace is something like 20 years old. At the time, we thought having a high-efficiency furnace was a good idea. Just one problem: the thing uses a special fan motor — that's not at all easy to find these days. We're definitely going to keep that in mind when we replace the furnace: whenever that will be.
The repair tech was here yesterday, and fixed some sort of blockage issue in the furnace. Obviously, there's something else going on, too, since it got down to about 57 degrees at my desk last night: with a space heater less than 20 feet away.
Finally, more good news.
We're getting another opportunity to practice patience, while the latest furnace problem gets solved. I am, anyway.
Monday, November 24, 2014
Good News, Not-So-Good News, and a Monthly SNAFU
The good news is that, thanks to today's medical knowledge, I can keep my brain in good working order.
The not-so-good news is that I must jump through a few bureaucratic hoops every month to get a particular prescription filled. I understand why this is the case, but it's still a tad frustrating.(March 18, 2014)
I goofed last month, and didn't get the process started until I was down to — I think it was just under a week's supply left. That, and a longer-than-usual delay in the mail, resulted in my going without methylphenidate for nearly a week.
The NIH says that this drug "can be habit-forming," which I knew when it was first prescribed. I had the choice of struggling to maintain control of my brain, with only moderate success, or not. The choice was fairly obvious.
Not long after running out of that particular prescription last month, I experienced withdrawal. Happily, it only took a week or so to recover.
Finally, some good news. This month's prescription re-order process went a bit more smoothly: so I won't go through withdrawal again.
Some of the horror stories about 'cold turkey' probably aren't true: but on the whole it's an experience I prefer to not repeat.
The not-so-good news is that I must jump through a few bureaucratic hoops every month to get a particular prescription filled. I understand why this is the case, but it's still a tad frustrating.(March 18, 2014)
I goofed last month, and didn't get the process started until I was down to — I think it was just under a week's supply left. That, and a longer-than-usual delay in the mail, resulted in my going without methylphenidate for nearly a week.
The NIH says that this drug "can be habit-forming," which I knew when it was first prescribed. I had the choice of struggling to maintain control of my brain, with only moderate success, or not. The choice was fairly obvious.
Not long after running out of that particular prescription last month, I experienced withdrawal. Happily, it only took a week or so to recover.
Finally, some good news. This month's prescription re-order process went a bit more smoothly: so I won't go through withdrawal again.
Some of the horror stories about 'cold turkey' probably aren't true: but on the whole it's an experience I prefer to not repeat.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Baptism: Elizabeth Grace
Our new granddaughter, Elizabeth Grace, was baptized today. The house was a great deal less quiet than usual this afternoon.
Elizabeth Grace, waiting: fairly patiently.
The baptismal candle,lit from the Easter candle.
Family and friends talking after the ceremony, at Our Land of the Angels in Sauk Centre.
Elizabeth Grace, waiting: fairly patiently.
The baptismal candle,lit from the Easter candle.
Family and friends talking after the ceremony, at Our Land of the Angels in Sauk Centre.
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Our First LED Light
We got our first LED lightbulbs today. One of them is in the upstairs bathroom, where it serves as nighttime illumination for the hallway and stairs. The other hasn't been placed yet.
The things are pricey, but since they're rated to last for years: over time, the cost will be much less than running and replacing incandescent lights.
My son tells me that the LED lightbulb is significantly brighter than what we had: and apparently yellower.
Aside from that, and getting ready for a baptism this weekend, life has been quite routine: which I don't mind one bit.
The things are pricey, but since they're rated to last for years: over time, the cost will be much less than running and replacing incandescent lights.
My son tells me that the LED lightbulb is significantly brighter than what we had: and apparently yellower.
Aside from that, and getting ready for a baptism this weekend, life has been quite routine: which I don't mind one bit.
Saturday, April 5, 2014
So That's Why I Felt Awful
My wife told me to talk to the clinic folks this morning. When I got back, #3 daughter observed that this sort of thing is probably why men live longer if we're married.
My white count is up: enough to show that there's a bacterial infection in progress. That makes sense, since my right foot has been a rather bright red for several days: and woke me up around 3:00 a.m. a few times.
An injection in the derriere and the first installment of an oral antibiotic later, and I'm feeling slightly less 'bleah' than I have for some time.
My wife and #3 daughter are much better: both have been moving around a bit since - Thursday, I think. We've been using the living room as a sort of convalescent ward. Those two, and my son, have been enjoying something of a respiratory nature, followed and/or accompanied by what we call stomach flu.
Aside from that, things have been going pretty well.
Vaguely-related posts:
My white count is up: enough to show that there's a bacterial infection in progress. That makes sense, since my right foot has been a rather bright red for several days: and woke me up around 3:00 a.m. a few times.
An injection in the derriere and the first installment of an oral antibiotic later, and I'm feeling slightly less 'bleah' than I have for some time.
My wife and #3 daughter are much better: both have been moving around a bit since - Thursday, I think. We've been using the living room as a sort of convalescent ward. Those two, and my son, have been enjoying something of a respiratory nature, followed and/or accompanied by what we call stomach flu.
Aside from that, things have been going pretty well.
Vaguely-related posts:
- "An 'Up' Side to Feeling Off"
(March 23, 2014) - "Good News, Not-So-Good News, and a Prescription"
(March 18, 2014) - "And Now, for Something Completely Different"
(February 14, 2014)
Sunday, March 23, 2014
An 'Up' Side to Feeling Off
My son and I stayed in this morning. Not our first choice, but neither of us was feeling up to getting out.
It's not a big deal, but I think we may be getting whatever's been ailing other members of the family.
On the 'up' side, the two of us had a good hour-long-plus talk: mostly about prayer, as I recall. It's not nearly as dull as it sounds, and that's another topic.
It's not a big deal, but I think we may be getting whatever's been ailing other members of the family.
On the 'up' side, the two of us had a good hour-long-plus talk: mostly about prayer, as I recall. It's not nearly as dull as it sounds, and that's another topic.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Good News, Not-So-Good News, and a Prescription
First, the good news.
Authorization for the prescription finally came through, and my son picked it up from the pharmacy after supper.
Now,the not-so-spiffy news.
I've been on half-doses of methylphenidate since before the weekend. That may explain why I've been making so many typos, and feel like I'm running on low power. It's a frustrating situation, but I understand why the pharmacy has to send a request for another month's supply to St. Cloud each time — and wait for a piece of paper with ink on it to arrive in the mail.
It could be worse. I might have to wait while a messenger walks there with a missive, warms his feet at the fire while someone chases a goose to get a writing quill - - - yes, it could be worse. :)
Authorization for the prescription finally came through, and my son picked it up from the pharmacy after supper.
Now,the not-so-spiffy news.
I've been on half-doses of methylphenidate since before the weekend. That may explain why I've been making so many typos, and feel like I'm running on low power. It's a frustrating situation, but I understand why the pharmacy has to send a request for another month's supply to St. Cloud each time — and wait for a piece of paper with ink on it to arrive in the mail.
It could be worse. I might have to wait while a messenger walks there with a missive, warms his feet at the fire while someone chases a goose to get a writing quill - - - yes, it could be worse. :)
Friday, March 7, 2014
Welcoming Our Granddaughter
My wife and I met our new granddaughter for the first time yesterday.
The adoption process, and a medical emergency which happily did not involve the baby, finally progressed to a point where #2 daughter and son-in-law could travel back to our part of the continent.
#3 daughter took this photo yesterday evening. That's my son, holding the new member of our family. I got his okay to use this photo on the condition that I make it very clear that he's the baby's uncle: not her father.
I've had my moments, holding my little granddaughter. Not so little, actually: she was around 9 pounds at birth, and healthily sturdy.
I'm looking forward to the first time she tugs my beard.
The adoption process, and a medical emergency which happily did not involve the baby, finally progressed to a point where #2 daughter and son-in-law could travel back to our part of the continent.
#3 daughter took this photo yesterday evening. That's my son, holding the new member of our family. I got his okay to use this photo on the condition that I make it very clear that he's the baby's uncle: not her father.
I've had my moments, holding my little granddaughter. Not so little, actually: she was around 9 pounds at birth, and healthily sturdy.
I'm looking forward to the first time she tugs my beard.
Friday, February 14, 2014
And Now, for Something Completely Different
My mind wanders now and then. Lately, it's been hanging out where mome raths outgrabe:
(From John Tenniel (1871), via Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.)
(John Tenniel's illustration for Carroll's "Jabberwocky.")
(From John Tenniel (1871), via Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.)
(John Tenniel's illustration for Carroll's "Jabberwocky.")
"Jabberwocky"
Lewis Carroll
" 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
" 'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!'...
(From Project Gutenberg (www.gutenberg.org/files/12/12-h/12-h.htm))
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
I'm a Grandpa
It's been an interesting week.
A few hours ago, two inadvertent keystrokes wiped out four day's of work. I was not a happy camper. Most of it's recovered now, and #3 daughter suggested a common-sense way I can avoid this sort of thing: back up frequently. Obvious, in 20-20 hindsight.
My wife and I are now grandparents. #2 daughter and son-in law satisfied all legal requirements, and are now the proud adoptive parents of Elizabeth, a baby girl on the east coast. We've seen her via an Internet-based video link: Skype, I think.
Those three will stay where they are for — however long the state they're in sees fit. Legal requirements are met, I understand: but not the bureaucratic ones. This was expected, and they made necessary arrangements in advance for a long stay.
It's frustrating, but I remember the 'good old days,' and the reasons we've become increasingly careful about the adoption process.
I'm looking forward to meeting Elizabeth face-to-face.
A few hours ago, two inadvertent keystrokes wiped out four day's of work. I was not a happy camper. Most of it's recovered now, and #3 daughter suggested a common-sense way I can avoid this sort of thing: back up frequently. Obvious, in 20-20 hindsight.
My wife and I are now grandparents. #2 daughter and son-in law satisfied all legal requirements, and are now the proud adoptive parents of Elizabeth, a baby girl on the east coast. We've seen her via an Internet-based video link: Skype, I think.
Those three will stay where they are for — however long the state they're in sees fit. Legal requirements are met, I understand: but not the bureaucratic ones. This was expected, and they made necessary arrangements in advance for a long stay.
It's frustrating, but I remember the 'good old days,' and the reasons we've become increasingly careful about the adoption process.
I'm looking forward to meeting Elizabeth face-to-face.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Back to 'Adjusted Normal'
I took my methylphenidate prescription this morning, for the first time since - Saturday, I think.
I'd miscounted, which resulted in my getting the request for another prescription into the local pharmacy's system last week. I confirmed that the fax was sent to the St. Cloud office, called there to make sure it had been received, with an oral assurance that the authorization would be in the next day's mail.
That was Friday. If mail service was unusually prompt, the 'okay' might be here Saturday. It wasn't, so I checked Monday afternoon.
The local folks hadn't picked up their mail yet, but called back before 5:00 to let me know the prescription would be ready. They're in an awkward position: the mailbox serving them is on the other side of Ash Street, about a hundred yards from the nearest door. That's a long, chilly walk in winter.
It may be a few more days before my neural chemistry is back to 'adjusted normal,' but there's a perceptible difference already, at about 10:20 a.m. I'd love to be without need of this and the other pharmaceuticals, but that's not the way things are.
I spent all day Sunday and Monday feeling as if it was nearly midnight: after a day if intense mental efforts. I was 'functional,' in the sense that routine tasks like walking, talking, and brushing my teeth were possible: but I was also profoundly glad that I didn't need to be particularly bright just then.
Writing this post went smoothly, so now it's time to start work on — what was I working on before???? ☺
Related posts:
I'd miscounted, which resulted in my getting the request for another prescription into the local pharmacy's system last week. I confirmed that the fax was sent to the St. Cloud office, called there to make sure it had been received, with an oral assurance that the authorization would be in the next day's mail.
That was Friday. If mail service was unusually prompt, the 'okay' might be here Saturday. It wasn't, so I checked Monday afternoon.
The local folks hadn't picked up their mail yet, but called back before 5:00 to let me know the prescription would be ready. They're in an awkward position: the mailbox serving them is on the other side of Ash Street, about a hundred yards from the nearest door. That's a long, chilly walk in winter.
It may be a few more days before my neural chemistry is back to 'adjusted normal,' but there's a perceptible difference already, at about 10:20 a.m. I'd love to be without need of this and the other pharmaceuticals, but that's not the way things are.
I spent all day Sunday and Monday feeling as if it was nearly midnight: after a day if intense mental efforts. I was 'functional,' in the sense that routine tasks like walking, talking, and brushing my teeth were possible: but I was also profoundly glad that I didn't need to be particularly bright just then.
Writing this post went smoothly, so now it's time to start work on — what was I working on before???? ☺
Related posts:
- "Faith, Health, and Feeling Foggy"
A Catholic Citizen in America (September 8, 2013) - "Prescription SNAFU Resolved: For Now"
(September 7, 2013) - "Honoring the Body, Within Reason"
A Catholic Citizen in America (April 25, 2012) - "Brilliant, Talented, and On Medication"
A Catholic Citizen in America (November 30, 2010) - "Prayer, Medicine and Trusting God"
A Catholic Citizen in America (March 4, 2010)
Particularly
Monday, January 6, 2014
Getting the Furnace Fixed
Our furnace is getting repaired. That's very good news, since it's about 19 below zero, Fahrenheit, outside. The wind chill is about minus 30. That's cold, even for central Minnesota in January.
We noticed that the furnace was getting temperamental on Friday. The house was alternately warmer and cooler than expected. Sure enough, a particular sequence of indicator lights was flashing on the furnace and there was a pool of water around it.
Today was the earliest a technician could come: we're probably not the only folks with balky systems. Happily, we've got procedures for dealing with this sort of thing. Even so, a circuit breaker tripped - I think that was Friday night. That was an easy fix, and now #3 daughter knows how to check and re-set the circuit breaker panel.
The obvious problem with the furnace is gunk that's collected in one of the pipes involved in the humidifying machinery. That's easy to deal with, I gather, but the tech is still here.
Related posts:
We noticed that the furnace was getting temperamental on Friday. The house was alternately warmer and cooler than expected. Sure enough, a particular sequence of indicator lights was flashing on the furnace and there was a pool of water around it.
Today was the earliest a technician could come: we're probably not the only folks with balky systems. Happily, we've got procedures for dealing with this sort of thing. Even so, a circuit breaker tripped - I think that was Friday night. That was an easy fix, and now #3 daughter knows how to check and re-set the circuit breaker panel.
The obvious problem with the furnace is gunk that's collected in one of the pipes involved in the humidifying machinery. That's easy to deal with, I gather, but the tech is still here.
Related posts:
- "Cold Weather: Lots of It"
Sauk Centre Journal Blog (January 6, 2014) - "Break Time"
(January 5, 2014) - "Just Touching Base"
(January 4, 2014) - "Cold Weather and Me"
Sauk Centre Journal Blog (January 5, 2014)
Sunday, January 5, 2014
Break Time
It's still cold outside. My wife told me to stay put today, instead of going to church. I think that was a good idea, considering the shape my left shin is in.
On a happier note, I've been enjoying a Christmas present. Several, actually, but the one I had in mind was a book on one of my favorite topics: useless information.
A little more seriously, I've been writing posts for A Catholic Citizen in America and Apathetic Lemming of the North, and making progress on a few of my old 'back burner' projects.
It's after supper as I write this. I've got a little more 'break time' left, and then it's back to work.
Related posts:
On a happier note, I've been enjoying a Christmas present. Several, actually, but the one I had in mind was a book on one of my favorite topics: useless information.
A little more seriously, I've been writing posts for A Catholic Citizen in America and Apathetic Lemming of the North, and making progress on a few of my old 'back burner' projects.
It's after supper as I write this. I've got a little more 'break time' left, and then it's back to work.
Related posts:
- "Just Touching Base"
(January 4, 2014) - "Spilled Coffee, Reality, and a Wind Chill Advisory"
(December 9, 2013) - " 'Creative:' I Like That"
(May 21, 2013) - "My Desk: It Works for Me"
(May 18, 2012)
Saturday, January 4, 2014
Just Touching Base
A few hours after getting an automated call from the Sauk Centre Public Schools, I learned that all Minnesota public schools were closing. The Governor said they should. I'm glad that someone showed good sense. It's going to be - brisk.
I've seen a doctor about my left shin: again. The good news is that the two new open spots aren't infected. The bad news is that even when these heal over, I can expect more of the same. It's an incentive to keep my diabetes under control, and lose weight. Lots of incentive.
It's also frustrating: but I've had lots of practice dealing with "frustrating." I think having substandard hip joints helped me learn, from infancy up, to deal with limitations: not quietly, or calmly; but to deal with them.
On a happier note, there was a big family get-together today over at my father-in-law's place. A really big one. I stayed here, partly because I'm just about the exact opposite of a 'party person,' partly because I'm having more than the currently normal trouble with my legs, and partly because I had a post to get ready for tomorrow.
My wife, son, son-in-law, and daughters # 2 and 3 were there. I gather that they had a good time. For that, I am very glad.
Related post:
I've seen a doctor about my left shin: again. The good news is that the two new open spots aren't infected. The bad news is that even when these heal over, I can expect more of the same. It's an incentive to keep my diabetes under control, and lose weight. Lots of incentive.
It's also frustrating: but I've had lots of practice dealing with "frustrating." I think having substandard hip joints helped me learn, from infancy up, to deal with limitations: not quietly, or calmly; but to deal with them.
On a happier note, there was a big family get-together today over at my father-in-law's place. A really big one. I stayed here, partly because I'm just about the exact opposite of a 'party person,' partly because I'm having more than the currently normal trouble with my legs, and partly because I had a post to get ready for tomorrow.
My wife, son, son-in-law, and daughters # 2 and 3 were there. I gather that they had a good time. For that, I am very glad.
Related post:
- "Spilled Coffee, Reality, and a Wind Chill Advisory"
(December 9, 2013)
Monday, December 9, 2013
Spilled Coffee, Reality, and a Wind Chill Advisory
Musing after spilling coffee on my lap, this thought crossed my mind: I didn't design reality; my job is accepting reality as it is, and making small modifications.
My son and I are about where we should be in recovering from appendicitis and an unpleasant infection. More good news: over a week has not passed with no medical emergencies in the family.
Today's wind chill advisory was extended to 6:00 p.m. - probably not by popular demand. It got almost up to zero Fahrenheit today, which made this winter scene much easier to enjoy from inside my house:
Half-past noon. October 20, 2013.
Vaguely-related posts:
My son and I are about where we should be in recovering from appendicitis and an unpleasant infection. More good news: over a week has not passed with no medical emergencies in the family.
Today's wind chill advisory was extended to 6:00 p.m. - probably not by popular demand. It got almost up to zero Fahrenheit today, which made this winter scene much easier to enjoy from inside my house:
Half-past noon. October 20, 2013.
Vaguely-related posts:
- "Back from the Hospital"
(December 1, 2013) - "Appendicitis and All That"
(November 30, 2013) - "Good News, Bad News, and an Antibiotic-Resistant Infection"
(November 22, 2013) - "First Snowfall"
(October 20, 2013) - "I Got What I Asked For"
(September 29, 2013)
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Back from the Hospital
I picked my son up at the hospital after Mass this morning. He won't be doing any heavy lifting for a while, and it hurts to laugh: but other than that, he's doing okay.
Appendicitis isn't what it used to be, for which I'm grateful. I remember the 'good old days' too well to want them back. The surgical procedure went smoothly, and involved three remarkably small incisions.
My son and #3 daughter are playing a board game in the other room. Yesterday evening they were talking, using his laptop, my daughter's computer, and Skype. I love living in the Information Age.
I wouldn't mind having no more major surprises before Christmas.
More-or-less-related posts:
Appendicitis isn't what it used to be, for which I'm grateful. I remember the 'good old days' too well to want them back. The surgical procedure went smoothly, and involved three remarkably small incisions.
My son and #3 daughter are playing a board game in the other room. Yesterday evening they were talking, using his laptop, my daughter's computer, and Skype. I love living in the Information Age.
I wouldn't mind having no more major surprises before Christmas.
More-or-less-related posts:
- "Appendicitis and All That"
(November 30, 2013) - "Good News, Bad News, and an Antibiotic-Resistant Infection"
(November 22, 2013) - "I Got What I Asked For"
(September 29, 2013)
Saturday, November 30, 2013
Appendicitis and All That
I'll say this about our family. We don't have boring lives.
My wife and #3 daughter took my son to the hospital this morning. A CT scan and other tests gave us good news and bad news: his appendix had gone rogue, which is bad news; but dealing with diseased appendixes - appendices? - is a fairly routine matter these days, which is good news.
By about 3:00 p.m., I'd been with him for long enough to sign a form or two, chat a bit, and see what prepping for an unexpected surgical procedure was like - as a spectator, not the patient.
The surgery went well, he was in the recovery room for roughly three quarters of an hour, and remarkably coherent after that. That's from my point of view. He and I discussed how frustrating it is to know what you want to say, and feel the wrong words start forming. I think that's the gist of some of the reported experience.
Going through this, he's got the advantage of youth and basically good health. It's also the first time he's had any major surgery done, so he's on a rather steep learning curve.
When I got home, somewhere around 5:30, #3 daughter and he started texting each other. It's not quite like being there: but even so is a good way to communicate.
He'll be home when he's ready: which will be - - - when he's ready. Maybe tomorrow. Then again, maybe not.
Slightly-related posts:
My wife and #3 daughter took my son to the hospital this morning. A CT scan and other tests gave us good news and bad news: his appendix had gone rogue, which is bad news; but dealing with diseased appendixes - appendices? - is a fairly routine matter these days, which is good news.
By about 3:00 p.m., I'd been with him for long enough to sign a form or two, chat a bit, and see what prepping for an unexpected surgical procedure was like - as a spectator, not the patient.
The surgery went well, he was in the recovery room for roughly three quarters of an hour, and remarkably coherent after that. That's from my point of view. He and I discussed how frustrating it is to know what you want to say, and feel the wrong words start forming. I think that's the gist of some of the reported experience.
Going through this, he's got the advantage of youth and basically good health. It's also the first time he's had any major surgery done, so he's on a rather steep learning curve.
When I got home, somewhere around 5:30, #3 daughter and he started texting each other. It's not quite like being there: but even so is a good way to communicate.
He'll be home when he's ready: which will be - - - when he's ready. Maybe tomorrow. Then again, maybe not.
Slightly-related posts:
- "Good News, Bad News, and an Antibiotic-Resistant Infection"
(November 22, 2013) - "I Got What I Asked For"
(September 29, 2013)
Friday, November 22, 2013
Good News, Bad News, and an Antibiotic-Resistant Infection
It's one of those cases where the good news is also the bad news. The hospital's lab identified the critters on my left leg as methicillin-resistant staphylococcus aureus, or MRSA.
The bad news is that this is one of those new 'resistant' strains of staph, that are fairly immune to old-school antibiotics.
The good news is that this isn't the 'good old days,' and MRSA and a particular sort of new antibiotic don't get along: at all.
I'm taking the 'correct' sort of antibiotic, and following other steps to deal with this infection.
Related posts:
The bad news is that this is one of those new 'resistant' strains of staph, that are fairly immune to old-school antibiotics.
The good news is that this isn't the 'good old days,' and MRSA and a particular sort of new antibiotic don't get along: at all.
I'm taking the 'correct' sort of antibiotic, and following other steps to deal with this infection.
Related posts:
- "Fogbound Streets of my Mind"
(October 3, 2013) - "I Got What I Asked For"
(September 29, 2013) - "Good News: I've Got a Fever"
(May 6, 2013)
Sunday, October 20, 2013
First Snowfall
Snowfall 8:59 a.m. October 20, 2013.
Snowfall 9:15 a.m. October 20, 2013.
It's very slightly heavier now, compared to a quarter-hour ago: but it's still "light snow." It's also the first snowfall of the season, here in Sauk Centre, anyway.
The pictures are reduced-size frames from the webcam looking our my north window.
Related posts:
- "Springtime in Minnesota"
(April 2, 2013) - "School's Out All Day"
(March 15, 2013) - "Rain, Snow: Held Over - - - By Popular Demand?"
(December 15, 2012) - "Thanksgiving, 2012: Macy's Parade; Wind Advisory; Relaxing"
(November 22, 2012) - "Home, at Last! - of a Winter Storm, Interstate Traffic, and Utility Trucks"
(February 8, 2010)
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