Meredith Kendall's Blog, page 38

November 21, 2014

waiting for the furnace man

with just normal annoyance.

I left work at 11:30 to await the furnace repairman. Company told me he'd arrive between 12 and 4. Ah, look! It's 4:07 and he just arrived. Yay!

The point is...I felt just calm annoyance, not panic. Called the company a couple of times this afternoon, to confirm. "Yes, yes," they said, "he's coming."

I purchased this house 4 1/2 years ago. That first year, whenever anything went wrong: blown fuse (circuit?), locked out by electrician, stuck garage door, or too much snow; I panicked. I got all shaky and weepy, thought I couldn't do the homeowner role, called friends and family at odd hours to express discontent and sorrow.

So he's down there now. Pounding on things, dropping metal tools on the cement floor, and going back and forth to his truck outside. He smells like cigarettes. Has wives, kids, and horses; told me when he was here in the summer for a regular cleaning.

I have heat, but I also have an intermittent stream of water across the basement floor. I watched it for a few days, a week, wondering if it would go away on it's own. Wondered if the dude caused it when he did the regular cleaning. Evidently not, according to the company, of course. The stream got heavier, so I called for a fix.

Calm annoyance: that's progress. 
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Published on November 21, 2014 13:21

November 16, 2014

readings

The house is clean and cleared.
I vacuumed, scrubbed, dusted, and tidied. I played the sound bowls and smudged with sage. Now my house smells like weed. I set out bowls of apples, pistachio nuts, and M&Ms.
My friend Denise is coming over to do readings for several friends and coworkers. I have a neat schedule for the afternoon, sent directions to all. I set up the room with small tables and two lawn chairs, an amethyst lamp, a clock, notebooks and pens, tissues.
I've got apple cider champagne and frozen pizza ready to pop top and pop into oven.
I'm ready for my friends.
Let the messages begin.
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Published on November 16, 2014 08:42

November 14, 2014

Zen

Going to a Reiki retreat at a Buddhist monastery. A Reiki rock star will share his knowledge and experiences with us. Not like Keith Richards. More like Pete Seeger or Leonard Cohen.  Like the Dalai Lama or Annie Lamott. That kind of rock star. Reiki on.
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Published on November 14, 2014 16:13

November 13, 2014

day in the life

Busy day with students yesterday.

We started at 6:30 am with a case study: patient with Parkinson's disease. At 8 am we toured our local cancer outpatient center and at 10 the hospice house. Ran into a dear friend there; she was making cookies. Next was a lunch n learn with nurse managers from the oncology floor where we'll be doing clinicals. The students had lots of questions.

We spent the afternoon doing simulation with an $80,000 manikin. Late afternoon we were in a cathedral basement, at a flu clinic. We did blood pressures for any and all. Last, we attended a presentation on Ebola. There was a slide show and panel presentation with local ER docs. More good questions from the students. A famous local reporter interviewed us.

Today I graded papers.  Came home and raked leaves. Tomorrow more papers. 
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Published on November 13, 2014 17:19

November 3, 2014

under the same umbrella 11-2-2014

http://www.sunjournal.com/news/lewiston-auburn/2014/11/02/under-same-umbrella/1587241

A good story about integrative medicine in central Maine. Cool video at the end of the story.
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Published on November 03, 2014 05:21

October 11, 2014

feel the vibes

visited a friend yesterday. When she started to apologize for a mess only she could see, I said, "B, I don't see your house, I feel your house. And it's full of love."
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Published on October 11, 2014 10:16

October 10, 2014

brussels sprouts

Bought a big stalk at the Farmer's Market. It looked like a Christmas tree: a triangle of green. Came home and hacked off the sprouts, big and small.

Chopped them finely and roasted at 425 degrees with diced garlic and hot peppers.

Good with melted cheese or can add to soup, vegie or rice dishes. 
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Published on October 10, 2014 15:52

fleece

Washed the new fleece. It's black and silky, long fibers, with curly brown ends.

I rinsed it twice in cold water from the hose, gently submerged in a tub.

Then I spread it out on the sunny floor of the summerhouse. I turn it, pick out grass, turn it again. I wipe the lanolin on my bare legs. When the sun sets I put on a wool sweater, showing the fleece it's future. 
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Published on October 10, 2014 15:43