Grump Central Archive: Week of 29 March 2020
Saturday, 4 April 2020
Well, it seems I've gotten some of my "modeling mojo" back. My penchant for animation inspired me to build a mechanism for the first time in over a decade, and it not only went together smoothly, but works perfectly. Too bad I won't have the time to make lots more of them...
Friday, 3 April 2020
Increasingly I'm thinking of finding a new cardiologist. This one may be the best that the heart and lung center has to offer, but he doesn't take the time to engage his patients. Every time I see him, I feel as though I'm at a deli counter, and before I can get into my situation, he's shouting "Next!" He needs a lesson in having patience with his patients. I want to find a new GMD as well; my current one is forty minutes away, and that's quite a hike just to take a few deep breaths and say "Ah."
Thursday, 2 April 2020
It's official, eight pups are making their home here, so that's at least two or possibly three litters. One of the moms, above, is doing some maintenance on what must be an extraordinary den. Meanwhile, I'm due for another cardiologist visit today for a quick checkup and evaluation of new meds—emphasis on quick. Based on past appointments, the doctor will rush through the meeting, which makes for a somewhat less than satisfactory experience.
Wednesday, 1 April 2020
Fox pup watching took on a new twist yesterday when it appeared there may have been as many as seven or eight pups; it would seem multiple litters from different moms are residing at Chez David.
Tuesday, 31 March 2020
I've reached my limit with this whole Corona thing. Now it's at the point where, if I just see the word, it triggers anxiety. The hysteria surrounding it is unbelievable. Yes, it's a serious matter, but the extreme reactions to it are making matters worse: either people aren't taking it seriously, or they're treating it like the end of the world. Given the acute financial burden it's creating, it just might turn out to be the end of the world... as we know it. I mean, what kind of a sick society do we live in that, as a prank, people deliberately lick or sneeze on groceries, or threaten police by coughing at them? I don't wish to be a part of a reality where that sort of thing takes place. And it's becoming increasingly difficult to ignore this crap: it's being forced on us from every angle. Now my email inbox is filling up with spam from manufacturers reminding us to do this and not that, and of course there are virus scams galore...
Monday, 30 March 2020
Despite being a cloudy day, the pups came out yesterday. This time I shot some video; perhaps I'll post some of that one of these days. Meanwhile, my self-isolation continues which, curiously, is normal life for me. The only difference is I don't have any visitors.
Sunday, 29 March 2020
I keep coming back to the issue of quality of life. What is that? As long as I'm not in a lot of pain, if I can function well enough to do stuff, and I can take care of myself, it's all good. From that standpoint, I guess I'm fairly well off. But while I'm not in a lot of pain, I'm still compromised: I wake up more tired than I went to sleep; I shuffle around out of energy; but worst of all, I'm suffering depression. And it's not because I'm going to die, but because my quality of life is borderline. It's very frustrating, which start a vicious cycle. The meds may be buying me more time, but it's not time that I'm enjoying. Perhaps it's time for me to see a psych doc and get me some happy pills...