Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Porsche finally woke up!

A damn four door Porsche sedan...the Panamera! Starts at $74,500 to $132,600. Choose the entry level Panamera with a 300hp/6 cylinder or a 400 hp v8 or 500 hp Turbo v8. At my age (60) I don't usually drop comments like "this is jammin'"...but it seems appropriate. Boomers with a fat pocketbook can now put their aging mother in the backseat with ease...or, a baby car seat for the grandchild!




C'mon Super Lotto!

Friday, July 23, 2010

Have you seen this man? If so, who is he?

Gotta spend more than a dollar someday on decent reading glasses! Or, just wear the ones I have correctly, ie, straight.


Monday, I get to visit the Oncology/Infusion Lab again. Joy! I shouldn't complain, it's only for an injection. When I was there for eight hours a couple weeks ago, people came and went all day for anywhere from a few minutes to a couple hours for chemotherapy treatments. Heck, all I have is severe anemia...a relatively easy fix. It's just that this Procrit injection (used to treat low hemoglobin counts) has a side effects list a mile long. The most disturbing of them is diarrhea and constipation. I'm attempting to picture that scenario. Oh well, trying to more like Del Griffith lately...simply rolling with the flow!

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

How did I get here?

How did I get here? Or better yet, what am I still doing here after 12+ years, almost 14 if you count our stint in Fresno? I don't need to expound on this pondering, only mention it because it was something I asked myself a few weeks ago. The answer: doesn't matter. The outcome: we're moving back "home" (finally).

Quite honestly, to put it very simply, we (Loretta and I) just don't like here. Here being the San Joaquin Valley, specifically Modesto. I'll save another Modest-blasting blog for later. There just ain't nuttin' here for us any longer! So, sometime between next week and the first of the year, we will pack it all up and pack it all out of here to somewhere on the Central Coast, most likely Arroyo Grande/Pismo Beach/Grover Beach/Shell Beach/Avila Beach, aka, The Five Cities. There is some thought being put toward Santa Maria/Orcutt or Solvang or San Luis Obispo or Los Osos. We just don't know for sure yet.

I did have the opportunity (actually, it was kind of a necessity) to solo it to the CC last week for three days. My mom, Betty, had to undergo a cardio procedure and I felt it my duty to be there for it and a couple days after. She came out of it with flying colors and is doing well.

My two sisters and my son also live in that area, and I was able to hook up with them, albeit very briefly.

I did spend a few hours each day on my own just wandering around some old familiar places... downtown Arroyo Grande, Oceano Beach, Pismo Beach, and so on. My mission was to simply relax and bit and take some pictures. You see, as it turned out, I am still recuperating from my own medical condition. Only recent diagnosed, I have severe anemia. I spent eight hours in the Oncology/Infusion lab at Kaiser in Modesto only Monday, then drove to the CC on Wednesday. I was feeling well enough, ie, better than before the infusion, to go...so I did. By the way, the infusion was two units of whole blood. Hopefully, that will kick start my own system to get my blood back to normal which could take 3 months or so. The cause: they don't really know for sure yet. Most likely it was a low grade, slow bleeding in my GI system possibly caused by Ibuprofen. At any rate, I was not only a couple of quarts low (literally), my hemoglobin level was so low they were amazed I was functioning at all, let alone working. So I took another 10 days or so off work. Now I'm back to work and back in Modesto slowly getting things ready for liftoff...or is it liftout?

Now, I can only hope that the whole blood I had pumped into me was "good" blood, ie, not containing any pathogens, HIV, or nasty DNA. A co-worker told me yesterday that if the blood donor was smoker, I will acquire his or her desire for nicotine and will have to ween myself off of it again. I'm not buying that dribble. Besides, it's been over a week and I still don't feel like starting smoking again. I just hope he or she wasn't some sort of serial killer or something! I have enough of my own issues to deal with!

A few shots from the beach...it was Thursday, I think...










The summer crowds subside to near zero, and us "locals" have this all to ourselves during the week.