Friday, August 14, 2020

An opportunity.

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I'm old, slow, and weak in some ways.  Still, I like to try new adventures.  Such an event happened tonight.  It wasn't anything astounding.  But I learned just a bit.  I helped just a bit.  Not a bad thing.  I really enjoy helping and learning.  It almost doesn't matter what, so long as it is moral and right.  I would learn the world of mechanics, electronics, agriculture, mining, trucking, physics, and the rest, if I could.

I am relegated to the simple.  Oh, sure, I finally got around to the rubik's cube.  But that... isn't as fancy as it might seem.  Just take your time.  Even then it took a week, maybe two, to even complete it fully.  Then another week or so to be able to do it without instructional cues the first time.  A month on, and I can always solved it, but not always as quickly as hoped.  I have completed it at nearly two minutes, maybe once at a minute or close to it, but usually it's between three and an half and five and an half.

Anyway, I learned something tonight.  It required some effort, which did cause me to stumble.  Then again, both nostrils were blocked, due to bloody noses... nose?  A bloody nose out of both nostrils?  But, were they separate bleeds, or from the same origin?  I... don't know that!  So, it could, technically, have been... by English, not necessarily medicine vernacular... a bloody nose OR bloody noses?  I... just can't be certain.  Anyway, that made effort more difficult.  I'm generally a nose breather.

Still, I helped, wasn't in the way, and learned.  It did wear me out.  And, yet, I will do it in the future if the opportunity arrives.  Who knows, perhaps I could get slightly more fit doing such things.

Tomorrow I hope to get the ducks' hutch cleaned and reset.  It won't be as difficult as before.  It will be a bit of a chore though.  And, as mentioned, at least hardware installation for the clothes line.  I am sort of excited to get that set and begin using it.  I may even use it in the winter.  Minus snow, rain, sleet, or excessive winds, it should do quite well.  I will air out my sleeping pads as well.  Nice.

Best get to dinner.  I'd like to eat, do a load of dishes, shower, refresh the dishes, and hit a load of laundry.  I'll do a minor prayer to these ends.  Accepting what I must, if necessary, if hoping for a bit of work yet tonight.  Life is rather nice, if I have been pushing in odd ways lately.  Oh, and I tried cutting slow acting insulin from 25 cc's to 20 cc's and the water pills from three to two.  I'm not sure, yet, about the slow acting insulin, but I still need the three water pills.  Worth a shot, from time to time.  But fast acting insulin is much reduced.  As little as 8 mg's a day, some days, though as much as several 12 to 15 mg doses on other days.  Down from... higher... sometimes much higher.  I'll keep at it.

Good day, and perhaps night.

4 comments:

  1. So, after all that, you're not going to tell what you learned?

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    1. Well? I suppose. Have you ever seen fields being watered by pipes on the ground, with sprinklers standing tall above the field? I helped move those from one portion of the field to the next. Nothing fancy, but it actually was more work than it seemed.

      It wasn't the pipe, moving it, that was exhausting. It was walking through the crop. I wasn't able to do all that much, but I believe I was more useful than not, perhaps worth the opportunity. And, now I know! I was always curious. Curious about many things still, but not this.

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  2. I have seen those sprinkler systems. I didn't realize you were in such a rural area. That's nice.

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  3. Rural? That was pretty much a requirement. I could have gone with a local college town, but the creep factor... it was just a smaller Iowa City, horrid in their beliefs and ways. Dangerous, actually. Just having veteran plates might get a vehicle vandalized. No, rural was the only way. Very small town anyway. I could have gone with a few houses out in the country, but that was too isolated.

    Didn't know about the heart, then. But I did suspect it was more than, or really knew it was other than, the mind that was the problem. I just didn't know what it was. Glad I picked small town, if I can be a bit of a problem... At least they haven't burned me out, some of them fairly. :p Being a devil is a difficult thing. Yes, I do... have some guilt. But then, when I write, I... don't always realize what I wrote? Yea. Strange but true.

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