Category Archives: Health

The Organ Recital

Spring                                                                    Bee Hiving Moon

News from folks I know.  Tom’s thumb is now hidden beneath protective layers and will remain so for a while.  He reports things went well, but he’s wondering where his right forearm went.  He used to have one.

Ruth is 8 and has ridden in a car with no car seat.  This is a milestone birthday for her. She Ruth's 8thhas a boot for her foot hurt in a teeter-totter accident. Too, she gets her own bicycle which she told me she could ride over to Grandma’s.  Jen’s mother is moving to Denver in July.

Bill and I play sheepshead once a month and the hospital trend continued when Roy called up to say we couldn’t play because Judy, his wife, had to be under observation after a procedure earlier in the day.  She’s doing better now.

Kate’s battery and can (pulse generator) replacement incision has healed nicely and the bandage, an itchy thing, has come off.

Frank’s up next on Monday.  Back surgery.  Here’s to him continuing the streak of positive medical news.

Battery Check

Spring                                                       Bee Hiving Moon

Up early and in to Abbott-Northwestern.  Kate had a battery replacement in her pacemaker.  Her doctor, the yoda-like Dr. Tang, was efficient and clear in his explanations.  No complications and now plenty of percocet. (update:  Kate wanted me to say that the battery replacement includes the pulse generator, too.  This is standard when replacing the battery.)

Driving in at 6:30 was easy, the traffic not too heavy and the closer we got to the city the lighter it got.

Everyone’s talking about the snow storm on its way.  We’ll see if it interferes with sheepshead tonight.  Hard to tell from the forecasts.

Increase the Flow of the Water

Spring                                                            Bee Hiving Moon

A major reason for doing the Intensive Journal Workshop was to restart my meditative practice and I’ve done that, now meditating in the morning and before bed. In its emphasis on integrating inner and outer work the journal itself  is a spiritual method fit for a humanist to practice though it is agnostic in its essence.

In the workshops I’ve attended many attendees have been Catholic and I can see why. This is a way that puts a premium on regular introspection and openness to the movement of the underground stream.  And, it insists on bringing that work into daily life.  This would feel familiar to someone who knows the monastic spiritualities.

It also has a distinctively Quaker feel with its emphasis on being led by the inner life (what Quaker’s call the inner light) and working in silence.  Though I never became a Quaker I’ve always felt close to their way.

Perhaps the point of closest connection between my own philosophical position and Progoff’s comes through Lao Tse.  A parable Progoff often uses sounds Taoist to me. When we come to an obstacle, imagine a large boulder, in the stream of our life, we have several options.  We can try to go around it.  We can climb out of the stream and attempt a You can’t control the Universe. You are the water, not the rockportage.  We can probe for a way under the obstacle.  Or, we can remain stuck behind it.

Progoff offers an unusual strategy. Increase the flow of water in the stream.  Then, we can simply ride over the rock, carried by the extra water.  How do we do this in our life? By identifying the things that are working and emphasizing them.  As we increase our activity in the things that are working, we increase the positive flow in our life and any obstacles diminish, in fact, we may be able to float right over them.

Progoff offers this approach as an alternative to the problem oriented strategy of most therapy.  I like this idea, which is essentially the goal of Jungian analysis, too.  In my troubled late twenties and early thirties, I sought therapy, including doing outpatient alcohol treatment through Hazelden.  I went through a number of therapists, all well-intentioned, kind and compassionate, but each focused on my problems.  As I focused on the problems in therapy, then tried to work out the solutions in my life, it seemed my whole life was problematic.

It wasn’t until I found John Desteian and his Jungian approach that I began to appreciate my virtues.  Though I continued to grapple with anxiety and depression, I dealt with them as a whole person experiencing debilitating symptoms, rather than as a “depressed person” or an “anxious person.”  This insight, which came over years, allowed me to increase the flow of water in my stream so I could metaphorically rise above them.  That is, I continue to experience melancholy and anxiety, but as episodes in a full life, rather than as definitive of my life.

The Progoff work underscores and reinforces this understanding.

 

Hospital Visits

Spring                                                                      Bee Hiving Moon

Hey, Bill. If you’re reading this, I hope you’re doing well. Friend Bill Schmidt has taken a room at Casa Methodist for observation.  Maybe they’ll have dancing nurses.

Bill wasn’t the only person in my life in the hospital tonight.  Granddaughter Ruth missed the stirrup on the teeter-totter and had her foot smashed.  X-rays didn’t show a break, but she did get a boot.

Life is temporary.  Any reminders can put a highlighter over live now.  Even at almost 8. (That’s Ruth, not Bill.)

 

First Full Day Home

Spring                                                                      Bee Hiving Moon

Naps.  Not possible when driving long distances or engaged in workshops all day.  But I had one today.  The first time I’ve felt fully rested in two weeks.  Home is where the nap is.

Realized while waking up that I may not be able to keep bees this year.  I promised 06 27 10_package colonygrandson Gabe last year that I would be at his birthday party.  That happens on April 27th. We’ll leave sometime that week.  Right now the new package arrives April 12th.  That would make hiving and checking the colony 7-10 days later to see that it’s queen right just possible. Even then, leaving them just after I’ve hived them?  Not the best plan.

This would be a good year to skip, too, since we still have almost 70 pounds of honey from last year.  Probably doesn’t make sense this year.

I was unable to keep up my exercise on the road, though I had planned to.  The cold, then inertia.  That means I’m starting back today after a little over two weeks off.  Like the football players, I have to knock some rust off.  Will be good to get back it.  I missed exercise this time.

 

Finally

Imbolc                                                                         Hare Moon

Finally.  A combination of resistance and aerobics that feels good, burns calories and tests my balance.  It’s taken a long time to find a good fit, but here it is.  I do 4 high intensity intervals at 1.5-2 minutes each.  The first two are on the treadmill right away and take about 15 minutes with the cool down to 110 bpm and then backup and then back down again.

After the second interval cool down I do half of a half of a p90X workout.  They’re designed to go just over an hour and to work all the muscle groups of the day several times.  By doing half of a day’s workout I get in roughly 30 minutes of varied resistance work.  I cut it in half to do the third interval.  Then, when I’ve finished the resistance work I do the final interval.  Takes a little more than an hour altogether, but it’s so varied it doesn’t seem like much.  Burning 550 to 650 calories a time, 5 days a week.

The non p90x days I do an aerobic only day at around 130 bpm for 45 minutes.

I like this because it’s intense, varied, helps me gain and maintain muscle mass and maintain my aerobic fitness.  It’s taken a lot of experimentation, but this is a keeper.

Running through my brain

Imbolc                                                              Hare Moon

After my workout, I turn on the steam bath, come into the study and check e-mail, look at newspapers, and clear off my desk.  Often, I’ll turn to writing here because the endorphins are flowing and I feel good.

That’s true right now.  Even though the combination of ending the climate change course and submitting Missing has left me a bit directionless, the workout pushes me to a more positive place.  Exercise induced biotherapy.

Anyhow.  Time for supper.

Keep Time the Way Nature Intended It

Imbolc                                                                    Hare Moon

It’s a scourge.  It’s unnatural.  It’s Daylight Savings Time.  Aside from being an obvious oxymoron, this idea forces us to change our sleep patterns every six months.  Sleep is important and habits are important to sleep.  Ergo.

(Plus, trees don’t change time.)

Here’s a link to a NYT room for debate piece on the subject:

“For days after “springing forward,” many of us feel a little jet-lagged and cranky. And the research is piling up to show that the time change affects more than our mood. It changes energy use, health, worker productivity and even traffic safety.

Does daylight saving time do more harm than good?”

Body and Mind

Imbolc                                                             Hare Moon

The latin today was a brainbuster.  At least for me.  In the first sentence there was a passive periphrastic with its dative of agent and gerundive plus an imperfect subjunctive. Now if you think that sounds confusing, well, it was to me.  Not sure I got it either.  Two steps ahead, a step or two back into Wheelock to check the grammar, seeking help from the commentaries.

(how I felt after the Latin)

Workout today though was good.  I’ve switched it up a bit, doing high intensity intervals (4 of one minute to one and a half minutes) combined with sections of the P90X workout.  The P90X is the resistance work, the intervals the aerobics.  Seems to be a good fit.

Maybe not what Tony Horton intended, but it’s gonna work for me.  That means two lower intensity days on the treadmill between the three interval workouts.

Healing

Imbolc                                                               Valentine Moon

After two + weeks of constant pain in my right pec, it’s begun to recede. Made an appointment with my doc, as I wrote earlier, but couldn’t get in to see her until next week.  Now it seems that by then, I won’t need the appointment.  As long I can tell an injury is healing, I’m ok with it. My desired result.  Self-care wins every time in my world. (I did have advice from the concierge doc here at 153rd Ave. NW.)

(me at the end of P90X)

Workouts have begun to get more intense again and I can see myself back in the P90X full bore after the Tucson trip.  My original hope was that I could finish the P90X (90=90 days) before Tucson, but the injury and my learning curve on the more complex moves combined to slow me down.  No big deal.  I’m going to continue learning the moves, doing high intensity aerobics alongside that, until I can work it fulltime.