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The thing that has fascinated me most in life is Time, the passage of it and my relationship to it as I age.
I was born in 1957; the first artificial satellite, Sputnik, was put into orbit by the Commies and set off a panic here....the first Pink Flamingo lawn ornament rolled off the assembly line, and "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" was first published, by Dr. Seuss, Burt Bacharach joined with lyracist Hal David to create some wonderful songs and five days after I was born, John Lennon was introduced to Paul McCartney (!)
Things that matter most to me are family, friends, my kitty kats, plants, art, making art....laughing and making friends laugh, continuing to find peace of mind. I see affirmation posts on Tumblr esp by young folks and I wish them luck with this one....it's probably more of a life-long journey than something we magically happen upon.
I love the plant world, and feel an kinship, as if I actually were one. They're the other major form of life we share this planet with, but very few of our race treat them with the dignity and respect they deserve.
We hear of animal rights, thank God, but not enough of plant rights.
I remind people: we need them, for the air we breathe and the food we eat, they're not dependent upon us!
So sit back and enjoy one man's musings on the world of plants, cats, stories of my lifetime, and of course my manly man beard and its history.
Thanks for visiting.
"Where or When" is a song by the team of Rogers and Hart. Lorenz Hart was a gifted lyricist, who happened to be gay, and wrote lyrics to some of the most beautiful love songs I've ever heard. The wonderful melodies were composed by Richard Rogers, before he teamed up with Hammerstein.
I’ve always had floaters, those translucent and/or dark spots in your eyes that move around. I once had so many I read about it and found out it was normal…..but if you suddenly have a zillion, go to a doctor, it could be a retinal detachment. .
I fortunately figured this out quickly this past week. I saw bright silver strips of light in my peripheral vision one night and I set up an appt. Twelve hours later, before the appt., I saw the floaters, suddenly out of nowhere—-thousands of black dots, not unlike pepper flakes. It turns out they’re blood cells from ruptured blood vessels. Not much is released, but at that proximity, it seemed like an invasion.The opthalmologist took forever to find just one tear around my retina. Eighteen hours later a retinal specialist, with the first name “Marnie” :-) found lots….tons. How’s that for an accurate timeline of its rapid progression?
Yesterday I had outpatient laser surgery to basically keep my retina attached by creating scar tissue. She shot the outermost layer of my eyeball with a hypodermic full of an anesthetic. Did that make you wince? Tee he he…..I had had numbing eyedrops already…they just weren’t enough. I got 1,680 laser blasts! The first few were so painful I’m not sure I’ve ever felt anything worse. After the anesthesia, it hurt considerably less. She said I won the highest number for the week. I asked only for the week? Pity from anyone out there? I need a nurse…maybe another cat instead.
Thank God for expert medical care. My brother also had this, but his eye had reached the retinal detachment point. That gave me confidence with my experience that I really knew what was going on, and not something imaginary.
PSA: So if you or someone you know is experiencing the bright lights, the sky full of floaters, and as in the eventual detachment, a dark curtain over their view, get them to a hospital asap. Blindness will result in 24—-72 hours if not treated.
I’m glad they’re being proactive—-I go back in two weeks for the other eye. Oh what fun. So they may never detach, but, this is step in the right direction. Getting old is so fun.