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elainegrey) wrote2010-09-06 08:19 am
elainegrey) wrote2010-09-06 08:19 am
Entry tags:
- f&f,
- health,
- log,
- recipe,
- watching notes
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I slept in again Saturday. The antibiotic made a significant dent in the infected looking bit of the inflammation on my hand, and the steroid is helping too. I kept it medicated much of Saturday & Sunday, wearing a white cotton glove (bought more) while doing the cleaning. This is definitely mending. There are no longer new blisters. Now it's a matter of healing the places that were damaged.
The area under my eyes is smooth, no longer inflamed, and not crazed with wrinkles anymore thanks to steroids there. Yay as well. I'll stop the steroids there.
Something is happening right under my bottom lip, above the chin. It's different, started on Friday night when i thought my lip was swelling, a tiny area of tiny tiny itchy stinging blisters. This i've treated with old "Abreva" (OTC cold sore med) as well as Desonide (gentle steroid). This MOnday morning it's red and as if i skinned off the first few layers of skin.
The canker sores are being treated with "miracle mouth wash" which clearly has a numbing agent. No miraculous healing, indeed, i worry that tip-of-my-tongue sores are back.
Saturday we cleaned house. Dusting even occurred. The public spaces of the house are quite clean: the plants on the deck trimmed back and tidied, birdseed swept up, the roomba refurbished and able to run for a long time, the big red vacuum cleaner out and places the roomba doesn't do well, done, dusting in the living room, tidied and the new bookshelves taking on stuff. Christine took on the bathroom and kitchen to spare my hand water contact.
My brother was going to break the Ramadan fast with his in-laws, but his brother in law was able to get him to us a little earlier. It was after dark when we went out to dinner with him. He'd just arrived from China that morning, and had little sleep, so he fell asleep, very quickly when we came home. He didn't seem to be stirring until 7 am. He and i sat on the deck and drank tea, then drove up to a Hobee's for breakfast, and left him at the airport around 10:30. He seemed well, not terribly stressed. He's a touch homesick for the States, it seems. They're in the adoption process for a daughter, and my SIL has a very good job now, so they aren't in a rush to return, but i don't think he intends to stay there a whole decade. They're at the six year mark now.
I've been reading blogs by a foreign adoptees, and find the landscape of intercultural adoption a bit intimidating. As things go, though, i think my brother's family will be a good home, although i sense an anger about the abandonment of girl babies in both my sister in law and brother. Other than that anger, though, they will have a strong family story of China independent of the daughter and sister's ties, one of my nephews was also born in in China, and my eldest nephew is in intensive Chinese-English bilingual classes. My brother's family is international, already, with family ties to Malasia, Canada, and the US, the boys growing up in the milieu of international expatriate schools, with friends from around the globe. Oy, the number of passports these kids have gone through! Ethnically, the brothers are visually different from one another, with the eldest showing the strong Malay heritage, slight and small, while the youngest has a stronger Scandinavian look, down to the blue eyes and a rugby player's build. Growing up in a Muslim household post 9/11 introduces another dimension. I think that the brothers will have had enough experience living a cross cultural, cross ethnicity life that they'll be able to help their sister.
Looks like a good reference: http://www.adoptivefamilies.com/articles.php?aid=901
The rest of the day was low-key, as the cleaning Saturday had been intense. We watched "Red Riding: 1974" and didn't like it. It seemed to go on forever: just a little too experimental. I'm trying to decide what it is that makes this a little boring and Krzysztof Kieslowski's Decalogue powerful. I suppose that the bleak story of Red Riding set in the context of horrible violence and corruption is just too over-the top. A bleak story set in the mundanity of everyday life, told in a more challenging cinematographic language is one thing, but then to season it with brutal scenes of torture and a backdrop of abuse and violence just seems gratuitous to me. While i'm intellectually tempted by the next two episodes (shot in different media by different directors), i'm really not interested in the story.
We had a pleasant two mile evening walk, with many critter sightings. Most impressively was seeing the family of five raccoons leaving the shelter of a utility room of an housing complex. We'd seen the single mother raccoon in that area before, and had been warned she had several babies.
I made a yummy (as possible) pot-pie with the Maseca corn flour filled with barely seasoned black beans, cheddar cheese, and avocados in one of my tiny loaf pans. My guess of 350° for 25 minutes was on the nose. Bland, ok, but good. I have plenty of corn in my diet now.
I have Meeting responsibilities that are a bit much for me, and i'm going to try and pass them over to others. Oh my, Meeting for business is this coming Sunday. *Swoon* The point is, i lecture myself, that work for pay and work as a volunteer, should all be done from the center and not from the place of stress. How am i going to stay centered the next two weeks?
I'm up early today, need to get in another walk, need to come up with bland meals for the week, peoplesoft, tidy the deck area, and look at the todo lists.... From the center. And carrot juice. I should go ahead and make carrot juice.
The area under my eyes is smooth, no longer inflamed, and not crazed with wrinkles anymore thanks to steroids there. Yay as well. I'll stop the steroids there.
Something is happening right under my bottom lip, above the chin. It's different, started on Friday night when i thought my lip was swelling, a tiny area of tiny tiny itchy stinging blisters. This i've treated with old "Abreva" (OTC cold sore med) as well as Desonide (gentle steroid). This MOnday morning it's red and as if i skinned off the first few layers of skin.
The canker sores are being treated with "miracle mouth wash" which clearly has a numbing agent. No miraculous healing, indeed, i worry that tip-of-my-tongue sores are back.
Saturday we cleaned house. Dusting even occurred. The public spaces of the house are quite clean: the plants on the deck trimmed back and tidied, birdseed swept up, the roomba refurbished and able to run for a long time, the big red vacuum cleaner out and places the roomba doesn't do well, done, dusting in the living room, tidied and the new bookshelves taking on stuff. Christine took on the bathroom and kitchen to spare my hand water contact.
My brother was going to break the Ramadan fast with his in-laws, but his brother in law was able to get him to us a little earlier. It was after dark when we went out to dinner with him. He'd just arrived from China that morning, and had little sleep, so he fell asleep, very quickly when we came home. He didn't seem to be stirring until 7 am. He and i sat on the deck and drank tea, then drove up to a Hobee's for breakfast, and left him at the airport around 10:30. He seemed well, not terribly stressed. He's a touch homesick for the States, it seems. They're in the adoption process for a daughter, and my SIL has a very good job now, so they aren't in a rush to return, but i don't think he intends to stay there a whole decade. They're at the six year mark now.
I've been reading blogs by a foreign adoptees, and find the landscape of intercultural adoption a bit intimidating. As things go, though, i think my brother's family will be a good home, although i sense an anger about the abandonment of girl babies in both my sister in law and brother. Other than that anger, though, they will have a strong family story of China independent of the daughter and sister's ties, one of my nephews was also born in in China, and my eldest nephew is in intensive Chinese-English bilingual classes. My brother's family is international, already, with family ties to Malasia, Canada, and the US, the boys growing up in the milieu of international expatriate schools, with friends from around the globe. Oy, the number of passports these kids have gone through! Ethnically, the brothers are visually different from one another, with the eldest showing the strong Malay heritage, slight and small, while the youngest has a stronger Scandinavian look, down to the blue eyes and a rugby player's build. Growing up in a Muslim household post 9/11 introduces another dimension. I think that the brothers will have had enough experience living a cross cultural, cross ethnicity life that they'll be able to help their sister.
Looks like a good reference: http://www.adoptivefamilies.com/articles.php?aid=901
The rest of the day was low-key, as the cleaning Saturday had been intense. We watched "Red Riding: 1974" and didn't like it. It seemed to go on forever: just a little too experimental. I'm trying to decide what it is that makes this a little boring and Krzysztof Kieslowski's Decalogue powerful. I suppose that the bleak story of Red Riding set in the context of horrible violence and corruption is just too over-the top. A bleak story set in the mundanity of everyday life, told in a more challenging cinematographic language is one thing, but then to season it with brutal scenes of torture and a backdrop of abuse and violence just seems gratuitous to me. While i'm intellectually tempted by the next two episodes (shot in different media by different directors), i'm really not interested in the story.
We had a pleasant two mile evening walk, with many critter sightings. Most impressively was seeing the family of five raccoons leaving the shelter of a utility room of an housing complex. We'd seen the single mother raccoon in that area before, and had been warned she had several babies.
I made a yummy (as possible) pot-pie with the Maseca corn flour filled with barely seasoned black beans, cheddar cheese, and avocados in one of my tiny loaf pans. My guess of 350° for 25 minutes was on the nose. Bland, ok, but good. I have plenty of corn in my diet now.
I have Meeting responsibilities that are a bit much for me, and i'm going to try and pass them over to others. Oh my, Meeting for business is this coming Sunday. *Swoon* The point is, i lecture myself, that work for pay and work as a volunteer, should all be done from the center and not from the place of stress. How am i going to stay centered the next two weeks?
I'm up early today, need to get in another walk, need to come up with bland meals for the week, peoplesoft, tidy the deck area, and look at the todo lists.... From the center. And carrot juice. I should go ahead and make carrot juice.