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Jun. 5th, 2009 06:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stitchwhichWhen I was a kid, we called this sort of rain a "gully washer". Wow, is it raining. I hope it slacks off before we have to leave for University in the morning. (Is 3:30am "morning" or "night" in your book?)
Every once in a while I get a reminder of how lucky I am in life. Yesterday was one of those reminder-days. I was disgruntled and unhappy after a bout of night-sweats and hot flashes (thank you, menopause) and so when my heart started palpitating and my chest hurt, it was just one more brick in a wall of suck. I canceled the rest of my plans for the day and went home to bed. And slept, pretty much solidly, until 5:00 this evening, about 30 hours or so.
But you know, when I woke up, rested, pain-free, and clear headed, I remembered that once those palpitations would have meant a trip to the Emergency Room and were a harbinger of my eventual death. Now, they are just left-over twinges. I am reminded that I would have been dead 14 years ago had medical research not found a last-minute cure for me.
So really, today has been a pretty cheerful day. Even with the bucketfuls of rain (Oregonians do not fear the rain!), even with my husband stuck hovering over a copier long past dinner time trying to get his handout for tomorrow's class together. I considered being a bit grumpy about him being late from work on our anniversary (32nd) but ya know, I am so impressed with his class and the work he's done to prepare for it that I just just couldn't gather the oomph for a good grump. I'm just too proud of the man.
Maybe when he gets home we'll just celebrate with Cal'z Chicken wings and call it good. :)
Every once in a while I get a reminder of how lucky I am in life. Yesterday was one of those reminder-days. I was disgruntled and unhappy after a bout of night-sweats and hot flashes (thank you, menopause) and so when my heart started palpitating and my chest hurt, it was just one more brick in a wall of suck. I canceled the rest of my plans for the day and went home to bed. And slept, pretty much solidly, until 5:00 this evening, about 30 hours or so.
But you know, when I woke up, rested, pain-free, and clear headed, I remembered that once those palpitations would have meant a trip to the Emergency Room and were a harbinger of my eventual death. Now, they are just left-over twinges. I am reminded that I would have been dead 14 years ago had medical research not found a last-minute cure for me.
So really, today has been a pretty cheerful day. Even with the bucketfuls of rain (Oregonians do not fear the rain!), even with my husband stuck hovering over a copier long past dinner time trying to get his handout for tomorrow's class together. I considered being a bit grumpy about him being late from work on our anniversary (32nd) but ya know, I am so impressed with his class and the work he's done to prepare for it that I just just couldn't gather the oomph for a good grump. I'm just too proud of the man.
Maybe when he gets home we'll just celebrate with Cal'z Chicken wings and call it good. :)
