A very ugly feeling….
Apr. 14th, 2018 04:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
osodecanelaI spent the morning doing continuing professional education. My license is due for renewal at the end of the month and I think it's high time that I went back and earn some money. Our old property has not sold yet, and thanks to mother nature's sick sense of humor, I'm uncertain how soon that will happen.
We were planning to have the house on the market a year ago March 1, but three days after we moved the last of our things out, the heavy rains of the winter of 2016/17 caused a landslide that took the county road out a quarter of a mile up the road from the house. The county did a semipermanent fix to the road and the road reopened not long before last Thanksgiving. Well, the fix appears to have been more semi, than permanent. Recently the same spot on the hillside where the road collapsed last year started moving again, in large part due to the rains of March, and last Monday the county closed the road again. Lord knows when the road will be reopened, but frankly I doubt a permanent repair will be anytime soon and until that time selling our old property will be difficult at best. So much for retirement, at least for now.
In order to keep my license current I need 50 CEU hours every two years. With the move and remodel of our new (well, new to us) home, I've only had a minimum of CEU credits in the last 15 months. I started doing work to correct this in early March and currently I have another 19 credits to accomplish in the next 2 1/2 weeks.Fortunately for me, there is an abundance of free online CEU credits available, most of it actually pretty interesting and relevant. I've knocked out over 10 hours since last Tuesday and should have another six or seven out-of-the-way by tomorrow night.
Spring has definitely arrived, and just about all of her landscaping has awakened. The apple trees that I pruned back severely last fall are in full leaf, and bearing tons of flowers. It looks like will actually have a crop this year as opposed to last. The same is true for the stone fruit. They were two young peach trees, both of which have already set fruit. One unfortunately has peach leaf curl. I sprayed it with copper sulfate while it was still dormant, and so the infestation is not as bad as it was last year, but it is sadly by no means resolved. When there's a break later this week I will strip the affected leaves, and start using the other antifungal treatment that's nowhere as effective as copper sulfate, that can be used when the tree is no longer dormant. Fingers are crossed. This particular tree gives a wonderful crop of delicious white peaches. I certainly would hate to lose this one.
This is the first season for us without the old cherry tree. Our contractor, also an amateur horticulturalist, estimated that cherry was probably close to 80 years old if not older and pruning its dying branches had little effect on its long-term prognosis. We left the gnarled ancient stump, the tree amputated at waist level, which is now a pedestal for an outdoor bronze of the buffalo. It stands right next to the steps up to the solarium. Just opposite it, the other unknown ancient stone fruit tree looks considerably better this season than last after the major pruning it had. It's in flower right now, so by early this summer we will know just what type of tree it actually is. Apricot? Peach, plum, or perhaps even almond? We'll see. Both lemons and the Mandarin are all in full flower. The beautiful old persimmon tree is in full leaf and looking glorious after the rains of winter have ended. Even the grapes have awakened, and the arbor is rapidly turning from straggly brown, to verdant green.
After spending the morning laboring over a hot computer, before delving into the next module I decided to go out in the yard for a bit of landscaping exercise. When we were up to see Dan and Melissa in early February Melissa handed me a bag of garlic for planting, leftovers from her harvest last fall. It's been sitting in my refrigerator at the back of the vegetable drawer awaiting planting. There are two raised beds, next to the back patio. I'm sure they were once filled with intentional plantings. As of this morning, they held nothing but weeds. I cleared those out this morning, as well as the perimeter of the whole patio I was about to fetch the garlic, when suddenly I didn't feel so well. Quite without warning, I felt shaky and a bit clammy with an overwhelming feeling of hunger and small, but clear sense of dread. I went inside and ate, and in short order felt significantly better. Once the episode was over, I went back outside and finished what I was doing. The two raised planter boxes are now filled with garlic, as is the general or miss flowerpots on the side of the drive near the propane tank. On top of all that the weeds and surplus foliage have been cleared from three of the garden paths.
I'm suspicious that I became hypoglycemic, but for the life of me I can't understand why. I'm not taking anything that tends to cause hypoglycemia, nor had I skipped breakfast. I don't have a working glucometer here, as I did while I was still in practice, so I had no way to test my blood sugar to see what the actual story was. There were no liquid sugar sources in house, so I downed a naval orange, while a slice of GF bread toasted, which got slathered with peanut butter and persimmon butter. I topped it off with an ounce of dark chocolate. As the chocolate got eaten, I started to feel better. I have not had symptoms like this before, and God knows I hope not to again. I'm not happy I didn't have a glucometer on hand, but such is life. If it happens again I will purchase one.
What an ugly sensation! Not one I hope to experience again.
Time to get back to the grind stone. A module on osteoporosis awaits.
We were planning to have the house on the market a year ago March 1, but three days after we moved the last of our things out, the heavy rains of the winter of 2016/17 caused a landslide that took the county road out a quarter of a mile up the road from the house. The county did a semipermanent fix to the road and the road reopened not long before last Thanksgiving. Well, the fix appears to have been more semi, than permanent. Recently the same spot on the hillside where the road collapsed last year started moving again, in large part due to the rains of March, and last Monday the county closed the road again. Lord knows when the road will be reopened, but frankly I doubt a permanent repair will be anytime soon and until that time selling our old property will be difficult at best. So much for retirement, at least for now.
In order to keep my license current I need 50 CEU hours every two years. With the move and remodel of our new (well, new to us) home, I've only had a minimum of CEU credits in the last 15 months. I started doing work to correct this in early March and currently I have another 19 credits to accomplish in the next 2 1/2 weeks.Fortunately for me, there is an abundance of free online CEU credits available, most of it actually pretty interesting and relevant. I've knocked out over 10 hours since last Tuesday and should have another six or seven out-of-the-way by tomorrow night.
Spring has definitely arrived, and just about all of her landscaping has awakened. The apple trees that I pruned back severely last fall are in full leaf, and bearing tons of flowers. It looks like will actually have a crop this year as opposed to last. The same is true for the stone fruit. They were two young peach trees, both of which have already set fruit. One unfortunately has peach leaf curl. I sprayed it with copper sulfate while it was still dormant, and so the infestation is not as bad as it was last year, but it is sadly by no means resolved. When there's a break later this week I will strip the affected leaves, and start using the other antifungal treatment that's nowhere as effective as copper sulfate, that can be used when the tree is no longer dormant. Fingers are crossed. This particular tree gives a wonderful crop of delicious white peaches. I certainly would hate to lose this one.
This is the first season for us without the old cherry tree. Our contractor, also an amateur horticulturalist, estimated that cherry was probably close to 80 years old if not older and pruning its dying branches had little effect on its long-term prognosis. We left the gnarled ancient stump, the tree amputated at waist level, which is now a pedestal for an outdoor bronze of the buffalo. It stands right next to the steps up to the solarium. Just opposite it, the other unknown ancient stone fruit tree looks considerably better this season than last after the major pruning it had. It's in flower right now, so by early this summer we will know just what type of tree it actually is. Apricot? Peach, plum, or perhaps even almond? We'll see. Both lemons and the Mandarin are all in full flower. The beautiful old persimmon tree is in full leaf and looking glorious after the rains of winter have ended. Even the grapes have awakened, and the arbor is rapidly turning from straggly brown, to verdant green.
After spending the morning laboring over a hot computer, before delving into the next module I decided to go out in the yard for a bit of landscaping exercise. When we were up to see Dan and Melissa in early February Melissa handed me a bag of garlic for planting, leftovers from her harvest last fall. It's been sitting in my refrigerator at the back of the vegetable drawer awaiting planting. There are two raised beds, next to the back patio. I'm sure they were once filled with intentional plantings. As of this morning, they held nothing but weeds. I cleared those out this morning, as well as the perimeter of the whole patio I was about to fetch the garlic, when suddenly I didn't feel so well. Quite without warning, I felt shaky and a bit clammy with an overwhelming feeling of hunger and small, but clear sense of dread. I went inside and ate, and in short order felt significantly better. Once the episode was over, I went back outside and finished what I was doing. The two raised planter boxes are now filled with garlic, as is the general or miss flowerpots on the side of the drive near the propane tank. On top of all that the weeds and surplus foliage have been cleared from three of the garden paths.
I'm suspicious that I became hypoglycemic, but for the life of me I can't understand why. I'm not taking anything that tends to cause hypoglycemia, nor had I skipped breakfast. I don't have a working glucometer here, as I did while I was still in practice, so I had no way to test my blood sugar to see what the actual story was. There were no liquid sugar sources in house, so I downed a naval orange, while a slice of GF bread toasted, which got slathered with peanut butter and persimmon butter. I topped it off with an ounce of dark chocolate. As the chocolate got eaten, I started to feel better. I have not had symptoms like this before, and God knows I hope not to again. I'm not happy I didn't have a glucometer on hand, but such is life. If it happens again I will purchase one.
What an ugly sensation! Not one I hope to experience again.
Time to get back to the grind stone. A module on osteoporosis awaits.
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