Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!
Kidneys appear to be behaving. Tests today, finally; Jeff has very kindly offered to drive me as I’m not keen on walking.
We’re blasting through season 2 of Elementary and enjoying it tremendously.
Off to breakfast this morning with Jeff. Also have to pick up some hardware from Tom Lee today, which involves GASP going downtown.
completely stalled on writing and editing. Still practicing every day though.
slept all morning again.
Basically I started drinking beer when I got there, stopped around 7 pm, started having kidney grit again around 2 am, peed into a cup at one point because I couldn’t make it from the trailer to the house, and man, continence is A WHOLE THING of beauty and you really appreciate it when you don’t have it. I woke Jeff up around 6:30 the next morning and we talked it through, whether we wanted to leave in case I got worse, ended up getting the 9 o’clock ferry, more or less, and was greeted by an exceedingly noisy Buster.
But kidney grit aside….
We had an awesome time, can’t say how much, it was balm for my soul. And Jeff is of much the same mind. Brought a PILE of guest gifts mostly to indicate how grateful I am to have access to a miniature Baumfest. Anyway why take flowers? I brought vegetation of a different kind. Also a plaque showing Percy Saltzman saying Tonight’s forecast: low standards, alcohol and poor decisions. I thought Al was about to lose his mind when he saw that. I also brought them four capshields with hardware.
Drank beer ate fishburgers and other food, listened to the waterfall – they have a WATERFALL you can hear FROM THEIR YARD listened to their incredible playlist on spotify and around ten I got to sleep in their extremely comfy trailer in the side yard. I FELL IN LOVE with that trailer, it’s incredible me-sized.
IT WAS FUNNE!
This little exchange on the internet may NOT GO AS PLANNED for grandpa but he’ll be dead when his grandson eulogizes him as ‘the man who really accepted my sexuality’ LOLOLOLOL
We’re essentially doing all our visiting outside. I can’t describe how pleasant Jeff and I are finding this opportunity to experience summer for the first time in what feels like several years
there are dorgs
Paul’s self isolating so I’m going to take him some fud. This will consist of homemade oven baked spare ribs, greek salad and wedge fries with rosemary
If you click on this to ‘open in new tab’ it’ll be big enough to read. Since it’s copyrighted material I’m not retyping it.
Wow, have a little racism with your nursing textbook. from
For those asking, the name of the book is “Nursing: A Concept Based Approach to Learning” published by Pearson.
They’ve since apologized and removed the passage after receiving backlash, but this doesn’t change the fact that medical racism is prevalent through our society TODAY.
Land back!
Just in case anyone wonders how I feel about cCanada day.
Off to Planet Bachelor for fud in an hour or so. Keith will cook for us.
for those following along at home, Keith made stir fried pork with ginger and garlic, and it was NOM.
Some live to name the virtues, and some live them
spread across the gaps of time as dust
and those of us who hold ourselves wholly still and listen
feel those dust motes, who knows how
and reproduce them
something more subtle and lingering than DNA
assists us in perception
in the fog bank of the daily, that flash
that deke across directionality as the light itself dies
It dies unto itself, this light, and is born
and that is why the baby’s cry is so damned lingering
and why I don’t hate people who hate children
it’s a gift to see this line carved across humanity
before you take it on, and after the work’s mostly over, you say ah,
that was instructive
I was lucky and I kept my expectations low.
It was enough. Soon I will be an ancestor.
If I am lucky, I will remember her words.
This is Phobos
stuck pretty close to home yesterday. I appear to have stopped with the passing of stones and the having of pain, so staying home and pushing fluids was the correct response.
Worked a little on some fanfic; worked a little on a couple of tunes.
Buster, while training, did the most amazing maneuvre.
I would kill to have pictures, it was like watching Tony Hawk land a new trick
Still passing gravel. No abdominal pain this time so I assume that little clinker, which was a pale yellow piece of rock, was already sloshing around in my bladder. Miserably uncomfortable but everything is manageable.
I’m not even going there; I got out of the vehicle to make faces at the dash cam about how ludicrously inattentive, rude and incompetent the other drivers were and we parked and then immediately trotted back to the car and left due to the lines. Good thing something so bad is free, ‘s all I can say. Stopped off at the equally sloth-tastic experience of the Save-on at Liquorgate and now I can console myself with a medicinal amount of Pepsi (a 2 litre bottle usually results in colonic blasting so we go for the small one) and apple turnovers.
Took Jeff out for breakfast (a treat), talked to my doc on the phone and got a requisition for blood and urine work (that’ll be Monday, I guess) and drove in rush hour traffic to the pedorthist and got underway for new orthotics.
Allegra presents with a history of custom orthotic use and requires an update. She is significantly overpronated left>right with hindfoot valgus, medial ankle shift and forefoot abduction. Custom orthotics will help realign the hindfoot and control overpronation. Supportive footwear with a stiff heel counter are recommended.
Translation: the top of of my right foot hurts like a mofo, my left ankle bulges in when I walk on the inside like it’s going to just collapse, my left great toe joint is really stressed and I should never not wear orthotics when I’m upright evar again.
I think it’s possible some more grit came down the pipe this morning.
Then I had a simply splendid night of sleep only to wake up with something moving shit around in the yard. Sadly I had to stop in the john before I went out on the deck and by the time I’d finished washing my hands whatever it was had scarpered.
I’ve donated money to Pivot in the past. Herewith, some success.
So I’m actually feeling like I pushed that peanut today.
