May 10th, 2019


May 10--Already May? Mae?

I have been plodding along, trying my best to make it to the end of this semester intact. It feels like it has been going on forever. I think there are about two weeks left. I am all done with lectures and clinical stuff and preceptorships. Now it's just getting ready for finals, writing evaluations, letters of reference, and all that kind of stuff.

I have been planning to take a Friday off for a few weeks, but have been thwarted up until today. I had plans to go in this morning, but decided there is nothing I need to do that can't wait until next week. Malida is off as well, so we will do something together. I think we will go up to the iris farm and see if they are still in bloom, then have some lunch at the High Hand Nursery.

I got the results of my Holter monitor test the other day. Much to my surprise, I have a lot more arrhythmias than I thought. Most of them are not as fast as the one I captured on my watch, and they last for less than 15 seconds. It kind of explains why sometimes I think I feel something happening, but when I check my pulse it is normal. Or back to normal I guess.

So now I have an appointment with a cardiologist coming up. He is one of the old school guys who I know from when I was an ICU nurse. I'm surprised he hasn't retired yet.

I'm making plans for how I want to spend my summer. I have some work stuff to do in June--a three day class on simulation and a couple of weeks of work on this project I am undertaking. That should take me to about the third week of June, and after that I am off until about the middle of August. We are going to Thailand at the end of July, so it gives me about a month of really not having to do much of anything. I imagine taking a bunch of day and overnight trips up to places where I can practice my landscape and star photography.

I joined the local photography group and signed up for one of their classes on star trails. I kind of already know how to do it, but it would be good to be able to practice it with someone who has been doing it for a long time.

I've been giving some thought to why I pretty much stopped writing here. It wasn't really a conscious decision, but it was more that I kind of got tired of hearing myself. I am thinking that when summer comes along, and I am doing different things, that might change.


The eastern Sierras from the Manzanar internment camp. Highly stylized.
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