I've been away on vacation, sort of
I’ve been away on vacation, sort of
It’s August. It’s Summertime; that means vacations or in my case a staycation. I stayed home this Summer.
Why go anywhere when I live in Paradise or what passes for it?
I didn’t just blob around all August. I did teach four classes at ITT Technical Institute.
The MINI and I went joyriding several times during the month. It was great to drive very fast with the top down. I think the radio was playing loudly; I could be wrong since I couldn’t hear anything.
eHarmony
eHarmony came through for me and found me some matches. I went out with one woman for five dates. Then she decided we had a culture difference thing. Hello Ms China, you knew I wasn’t Chinese when we first met. What made you believe I was anything but a normal European American male?
I will admit that I was ready to leave when she started dropping marriage bombs and marriage ultimatums by our second date. I am not opposed to the idea of marriage. I just want to move into the idea on my own, at my own speed, and under no duress.
Hopefully, one of the current batch of potential draft choices will work for me.
Me and the Cancer
I get to spend Labor Day weekend in the hospital so I can have my operation to remove part of my liver. It’s OK, the liver will grow back.
I’m surprised that I have any blood left in me after all of the blood tests I went through. My arm felt like a pin cushion. The testing reminded me of when I had to get shots for active duty in the navy in my senior year in college. A former girlfriend was a nursing student and she gave me my shots personally.
I will never forget Student Nurse Joyce.
Neither will my arms.
Enough of my past.
Doug and I met with the surgeon this month to firm up the surgery schedule. I had sent him an email that said I could come to the hospital on August 30th. He thought I was ready for surgery on August 19th. We resolved the schedule so now it is September 2nd. This is at the late side of my time window. I can still have the surgery and be back to teaching without no downtime.
I will have to use my cane for a couple of weeks of school and I will have to sit down more often than I normally do in my classes. I had thought about using my walker during the first week or two of school. I gave that idea up since the school director and dean have never seen me use a walker.
Don’t need to shock them.
Doug said it was fine if I smoked a cigar or two after the operation. Smoking a cigar will be the first since 2005. I am entitled to have a modest Victory Over Cancer celebration.
Nurses Vrunda and Valerie were not thrilled at the idea of me cutting back visiting the clinic after the operation. They have become attached to the candy I bring in from time to time. Vrunda said I have to visit them regularly and that I have to bring her candy. Vrunda is not big on the sharing with the coworkers concept yet.
idle promises
I won’t make any idle promises about writing more regularly. I’ll think about writing more frequently. My teaching schedule of all evening classes next quarter should allow me to write more often than once a month.
Doug said that I didn’t have to write every day if I didn’t feel like writing.
That makes sense to me.
Be well and stay happy.
It’s August. It’s Summertime; that means vacations or in my case a staycation. I stayed home this Summer.
Why go anywhere when I live in Paradise or what passes for it?
I didn’t just blob around all August. I did teach four classes at ITT Technical Institute.
The MINI and I went joyriding several times during the month. It was great to drive very fast with the top down. I think the radio was playing loudly; I could be wrong since I couldn’t hear anything.
eHarmony
eHarmony came through for me and found me some matches. I went out with one woman for five dates. Then she decided we had a culture difference thing. Hello Ms China, you knew I wasn’t Chinese when we first met. What made you believe I was anything but a normal European American male?
I will admit that I was ready to leave when she started dropping marriage bombs and marriage ultimatums by our second date. I am not opposed to the idea of marriage. I just want to move into the idea on my own, at my own speed, and under no duress.
Hopefully, one of the current batch of potential draft choices will work for me.
Me and the Cancer
I get to spend Labor Day weekend in the hospital so I can have my operation to remove part of my liver. It’s OK, the liver will grow back.
I’m surprised that I have any blood left in me after all of the blood tests I went through. My arm felt like a pin cushion. The testing reminded me of when I had to get shots for active duty in the navy in my senior year in college. A former girlfriend was a nursing student and she gave me my shots personally.
I will never forget Student Nurse Joyce.
Neither will my arms.
Enough of my past.
Doug and I met with the surgeon this month to firm up the surgery schedule. I had sent him an email that said I could come to the hospital on August 30th. He thought I was ready for surgery on August 19th. We resolved the schedule so now it is September 2nd. This is at the late side of my time window. I can still have the surgery and be back to teaching without no downtime.
I will have to use my cane for a couple of weeks of school and I will have to sit down more often than I normally do in my classes. I had thought about using my walker during the first week or two of school. I gave that idea up since the school director and dean have never seen me use a walker.
Don’t need to shock them.
Doug said it was fine if I smoked a cigar or two after the operation. Smoking a cigar will be the first since 2005. I am entitled to have a modest Victory Over Cancer celebration.
Nurses Vrunda and Valerie were not thrilled at the idea of me cutting back visiting the clinic after the operation. They have become attached to the candy I bring in from time to time. Vrunda said I have to visit them regularly and that I have to bring her candy. Vrunda is not big on the sharing with the coworkers concept yet.
idle promises
I won’t make any idle promises about writing more regularly. I’ll think about writing more frequently. My teaching schedule of all evening classes next quarter should allow me to write more often than once a month.
Doug said that I didn’t have to write every day if I didn’t feel like writing.
That makes sense to me.
Be well and stay happy.
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