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Not this year

Sunrise
Sunrise

Just because something is traditional is no reason to do it, of course.

~ Lemony Snicket, The Blank Book

Cinnamon browns in the woods.
Cinnamon browns in the woods.

It is a dark, gray, and blustery day here on the Eastern Shore.  There is a low pressure system north of us making its way out to sea, and the weather prognosticators are saying a nor’easter will be forming south of us later today.  I talked with my father this morning and he said it’s been nothing but rain, rain, rain up his way (New Jersey).  We haven’t had any rain here yet.  Just a lot of wind.

A light in the garden.
A light in the garden.

The fall colors are just about at their peak here, but I think the wind and expected rain will probably bare a lot of trees this weekend.  I haven’t been able to hike around and get the photos I would like to have taken, but at least I’ve had the opportunity to admire the changing foliage on drives to and from various appointments this week.

Not much color in our woods because we have mostly evergreens.
Not much color in our woods because we have mostly evergreens, but you can see spots of fall colors here and there.

Way back in the old days (that would be 2006), I participated for the first time in NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month).  It has become a blogging tradition for me, if one can say that seven years of participation equals a tradition.

A burst of sumac red.
A burst of sumac red.

I am not going to officially participate this year.  I know.  It’s shocking, isn’t it?  I post nearly every day anyway, so why not join in?

Gold and shadows.
Gold and shadows.

This has been an interesting week.  The rocket explosion on Tuesday.  Bad news and then good news on the wind turbine front.  The bad news:  The six-member county Planning and Zoning Commission, in a 3-1 vote (two chickens, err, members, abstaining) decided to go along with the wind energy company plans, one member abstaining because he didn’t want to be a “project killer.”  Because not killing a project is, of course, more important than protecting the citizens of the county.  The good news: The Department of Defense has stepped in and, we hope, killed the project by declaring it ” an unacceptable risk to the national security of the United States … because it would significantly impair or degrade the capability of the Department of Defense to conduct research, development, testing and evaluation, and operations, or to maintain military readiness.”  This is mainly in reference to a radar testing station across the bay.

At the edge of the graveyard.
At the edge of the graveyard.

On a more personal front, there has been good news from family (if you’re reading, congratulations, Meredith!), but it has also been a week of health issues for me.  I want to continue with “nothing serious, mind you” but I don’t know if it’s serious or not.  I spent Tuesday trying to find a doctor that would see me before December or January.  Given the issue involved, December or January will not do.  I am loathe to go to the emergency room (big co-pay for that), and by the end of the day I was frustrated to tears, finally accepting an appointment two weeks away.  The state of health care in this country is ridiculous and mostly, from what I’ve seen this week and in the past, made up of uncaring people whose sole purpose in their jobs as schedulers of appointments is to keep patients away.  (I will add that although I am not normally a violent person, the first person to blame this state of affairs on Obama and the Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act will stir in me the desire to punch them in the face.  This has nothing to do with politics or “Obamacare.”  I’ve had this problem for decades, especially when we move to a new place.  Finding a new doctor is often difficult.  Having them fit you in for a sick visit right away is even more difficult.  I mention this because someone has tried to place the blame there, and judging by my own experiences over the years, they are wrong.  Obamacare has not made matters any better or worse for me, as far as I can tell.)

Starting to see the bones of the trees.
Starting to see the bones of the trees.

Sorry.  My frustration is showing.  I might take that out before I publish this.  I might not.  Probably not.  It’s best if nobody goes in that direction.  Fair warning and all that.

On Wednesday I called a place almost an hour away from us, and the kind, compassionate, lovely person who answered the phone fit me in with their nurse practitioner on Thursday.  One failed biopsy later (she was unable to do it), yesterday I had some blood work and an ultrasound done.  I have some pain (that’s another thing I could whinge about because the docs don’t want to prescribe pain meds the way they should), and right now I’m just waiting things out.  I have a consultation with a doc set up for November 13 unless the test results show something that makes them call me back sooner.

Garden decorations.
Garden decorations.

I am being vague because this is the type of matter not usually talked about in mixed company.  Female troubles, as they say.  Female troubles that should not be happening at this stage of my life.  There are a number of possibilities, most of which are not life-threatening, so I’m mostly optimistic at this point.  Grumpy because of the pain, but optimistic.

Mushrooming.
Mushrooming.

So, NaBloPoMo just isn’t in the cards for me this year.  I’m not sure I’ll feel up to daily posts.  My daily walks are limited right now, and I am not my usual and cheerful self.

The woods across the road.
The woods across the road.

Thank you so much for stopping by on this rather dreary Saturday.  Hopefully I will cheer up and have better news soon.  One good thing is that all this sitting around is giving me a chance to get caught up on all the photos I’ve taken over the past few months, and I’ve found more than a few to share.  Today’s images are from a short walk I took yesterday morning (when it was equally as dreary).

I think this is the closest we'll get to seeing sunset colors today.
I think this is the closest we’ll get to seeing sunset colors today.

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

Today’s joys:  Hot tea to keep me warm from the inside out; watching the rainbow colored leaves take flight with the gusts of wind; beet and cabbage soup for lunch; walls and a roof to keep the wind and cold out; M the Wonderful.

Author:

Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, yoga teacher, sometime poet, wife, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She shares her daily walks and meanders, a lot of quotes, some of her artwork, and a lot of her photography here on Ye Olde Blogge. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are (still!) in the midst of renovating the house and cleaning up the property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

31 thoughts on “Not this year

  1. My prayers and positive thoughts are with you. It seems when life should get easier, it does not, and the constant fight is tiring. I’ll not blame Obamacare, although all those around me whine that melody – gotta have someone to blame I guess, and many doctors seem to encourage it.

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    1. Thank you, Carol. I reckon that’s true about having someone to blame, and you’re right about some of the doctors (or at least their staff) encouraging it.

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  2. Robin, I will be thinking about you and do hope that it all gets worked out for you in as easy a way as possible. Positive energy and regard for you.

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  3. It is hard work to remain optimistic and cheerful when discomfort, pain and being at the mercy of a seemingly care-less healthcare system are all issues being faced with. [Personally I go alternative and eschew the drug toting, knife happy denizens of ‘health care’.] My best wishes for a speedy and happy outcome for this life challenge.

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    1. Thank you, Pauline. 🙂 I usually go alternative as well, but this seemed like one of those things that required traditional medicine for at least a diagnosis. After that, I can decide what to do. I’ve avoided the “knife happy denizens” for many years (I would have been sliced and diced long ago if I’d listened to them!).

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  4. I’m sad that you’re in pain and frustrated with the slowness of getting help. I hope the test results end up being nothing to worry about. But that won’t explain the pain. I also hope you find a doctor you like and can trust. I’ll keep you in my thoughts. I hope you find answers faster than slower and that the answers are easily remedied.

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  5. Dear Robin,
    Love and hugs to you. Please stay warm, rest, and keep your balance.
    It is always such an anxious feeling to have “issues” creep up, especially for those of us generally in good health who place our focus elsewhere. I had a bout of what were probably similiar issues a few years back. After several health professionals, hundreds of dollars of diagnostics, lots of RX, and a doctor whose recommendation was for a seriously dangerous medical product, I turned to acupuncture. My wonderful (female) Asian doctor had my issues handled in just a few weeks. May your outcome be positive, pain free, swift, and affordable. A couple of lessons I learned from my experience: hundreds of food contain estrogen, which can wreak havoc on a fragile system. And, dairy products can be seriously dangerous foods for those of us “of a certain age.” My sister in law, currently fighting to rid herself of a malignancy, has gone vegan- and that can “turn off” problems at the source. (We’ve been doing a lot of reading of the latest medical research on foods and healing in our family this year.)

    I hope the sun touches your garden again soon. Your morning glory photo is magnificent! Hugs, WG

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    1. Thank you so much, WG. 🙂 I went vegan (I called it my hippy-dippy diet because I was wheat-, meat-, and dairy-free) a while back, during the first diagnosis of what I think this problem may be, and it helped. I thought menopause would turn off the problem, but my change in diet may have upset that apple cart. Moving east has brought me back to a place where old habits (foods I grew up with, and they aren’t the healthful variety of foods) have been coming back over the past year. Hoagies, pizza, cheesesteaks…oh my. Not that we eat like that regularly, but more so than we did in Ohio (we only had that sort of thing when someone from back east brought it with them so it was a rare treat).

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      1. Right there with you…. I think that I eat things I normally wouldn’t when I’m with others… especially significant others who crave them. Its social… I picked up a book from my bookshelf today on the live-food green diet. It is very clear in theory. But hard to eat cold green leaves when you really want mac and cheese… Hope you are feeling much better soon. Hugs, WG

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  6. Sending a hug your way. Not knowing is very hard and draining, as are pain and the frustration of not being physically able. I hope both peace of mind and treatment to resolve the problem are in your near future. You share so much beauty with your readers. May you walk in beauty again soon.

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    1. Thank you so much, Barb. It’s the not knowing that tends to drive me a little crazy, and getting wrapped up in the healthcare system tends to drive the worry. I appreciate the hugs, and the blessing. 🙂

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  7. I know how it is when you are trying to find a doctor. Without an established history with one, it’s almost impossible to get an appointment. They all say wait or go to the ER if it is that bad. That won’t do for most of us. I know it’s not the new health care policies. It has been like this for years and years; long before any of us even heard of Obama.

    I’m so sorry that you are in pain. I’m so sorry you don’t know what is going on. Both are equally frustrating and even scary. I hope you know more soon and that what you find will be nothing serious. I’m thinking of you and sending you love and hugs.

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  8. As a person that has to have a uterine biopsy regularly, I can say OUch frustration, fear ect. Hugs. I hold out my hand for you to hold it or slap it away or both as needed. I will just squeeze back or look away as you require.

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    1. Ouch is right, Elisa! This was only my second uterine biopsy (which is enough as far as I’m concerned). I appreciate your offer to be used as needed. 🙂

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  9. I totally agree on how the medical profession acts. I went through three primary doctors the first five years I was in Richmond before finding the one I now have. She’s wonderful and has done a good job of treating me and helping me get back a lot of my life. The guy before here was an idiot and had no ideas. When he said “that’s not a normal side effect” it translated to “sucks to be you”. When she said “that’s not a normal side effect” it translated to another round of much more sophisticated blood work that found a huge underlying condition.

    I do think Obamacare is making this worse, but agree that it’s not the cause. I think the medical school system is the bigger problem. They’re trained to treat symptoms, not look for root causes and actually LISTEN to what they are being told.

    Nancy

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    1. I’ve been around medical schools for 30+ years, Nancy. I see the problem more as something endemic to our society rather than just the med schools. Children are taught they are all special, and when those children who have been spoiled get to med school they expect to continue to be treated as special (and, worse yet, as children because they certainly act like babies!). With all the new med schools that have opened over the past decade, the standards have been lowered in terms of who gets in and who doesn’t. In fact, if you have the money, you can go to med school. You just have to shop around. The schools in the Caribbean will be glad to have anyone who can’t get in here. All that said, one of the biggest problems with our medical schools are too many chiefs (administrators) and not enough faculty. Young, incoming faculty are not being paid well, either, and in some cases, tenure is no longer being offered. That means that not only have standards been lowered for students, they have been lowered for the hiring of faculty.

      It’s all a big mess, if you ask me. But nobody did. 🙂

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  10. Whatever your troubles are, I hope they are solved and cared for as quickly as possible. Had some family news around here too that was nothing life threatening but still troubling to hear.
    I don’t know if they have these in Maryland or not, but around here we have several urgent care centers – places you can go without an appointment but without the long wait and expensive copay of the ER. My hubby calls them “doc in a box” lol! Might be worth looking into next time you aren’t feeling well.

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    1. Thank you, Karma. 🙂 lol! We have those here, too. This just seems like something that requires a regular doc since I think it’s going to take a while to get to the bottom of it.

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  11. Robin, Sending loving and healing thoughts your way…to help with easing the tension of waiting, the uneasiness of uncertainties and the frustrations of the delays. Perhaps, immerse yourself in the beauties of nature, as you wait?

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  12. Hi Robin. I am sorry for your troubles. In Canada we enjoy such excellent health care. It is hard for those who don’t have a regular doctor in New Brunswick, but when you do, an appointment is not far away. I hope your eventual appointment will give you peace of mind. Get rest and stay warm. Jane

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Comments are delightful and always appreciated. I will respond when I can (life is keeping me busy!), and/or come around to visit you at your place soon. Thank you!

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