Oddities, Profundities, Profanities and Dad Stuff

Category: Rants! (Page 9 of 11)

Why do Doctors have all of the time in the world?

I took my 3 year old to her transplant clinic appointment today.

I have taken her to many of them since she was diagnosed with kidney failure, and all through dialysis and now 7 months after her transplant.  It continuously amazes me how those clinics could give a jolly jack fart about your time yet freak out if you are any bit late to the appointment.  Granted some times it is quick but good grief.

Today, after I registered at the hospital (15 mins) and then waited for labs to be drawn (25 mins) I was about 20 minutes late for our appointment.  I thought that we would be next in line and sail through.  But I was of course WRONG!!!  although it was only another 35 minutes of waiting in the waiting room followed by another 20 of waiting in the clinic room.  All told, we spent 2 hours and 20 minutes for what amounted to 5 mins with the doctor and about that with the dietician and the social worker.

Oh well.  what can you do.  It’s not like complaining does any good, they just say that they are busy.  So what exactly is the point of making an appointment?  For that matter, what is the point of not just coming a half hour late?  I am sure you would still have to wait.  I should have brought my ketllebell, that would make them wonder, a sweaty guy swinging iron in the childrens hospital….maybe next month….

Justin

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Functional Strength and Inner Strength

Hello All.  I really need to get my prewriting done so that I can post at the same time every day.  This has been another day of labs and running.  I haven’t decided if it is a good thing or not that my 3 year old is so good for blood draws.  with the help of some numbing cream she doesn’t flinch or even cry anymore.  She is amazing.  My wife works in an ER and she comes home with stories of football players and “manly men” that cry and blubber over the sight of a needle.  And my 3 year old puts them to shame.  I am so proud.

She is small but a great example to me of Inner Strength.  The part I am focusing on here is just doing what needs to be done, no matter what.  She put up with 9 major surgeries and 2 years worth of 4x per week dialysis (about 4 hours per session) and didn’t complain much.  She puts out her arm for blood draws and puts up with more prodding and poking by doctors than should be legal.  And then she comes home and plays like a normal kid.  I only hope that I can be that strong inside.

I am not actively working on inner strength.  I am working on Functional Strength.  My motto has been “I don’t care how big my arms are, I want to lift and move heavy things like rocks, cars, small buildings, things like that.”  I chose Kettlebells to do much of this with for reasons I am going to get into in another post.

I have been a huge advocate of functional strength for long time.  I figure you should be able to do things with muscle.  You should be able to break rocks with a sledge hammer or carry Costco sized bags of dog food around without a problem.  I started this train of thought almost 15 years ago on a rabbit hunt.

Here is the story.  My sister was engaged to this guy who was a gymnast.  He was fairly good at gymastics and had far out hopes to be an olympian.  He had the visible muscles that women swoon over and considered himself strong.  So, my Dad and I decided to take him on a rabbit hunt in the desert with us.  We went down to central Utah where my Dad grew up and started out walking.  We walked all day, up and down hills, and covered several miles.  Over that time we had to stop several times.  It wasn’t for me or my Dad.  It was for Mr. Gymnast.  He then fell asleep on the drive home and slept the whole way.  We completely wore him out and he was in the best “shape” of any of us!  That was my first wake up call.  You can be strong and functional overall or you can be strong in a specific way that is not good for long durations.

Now, I have always been strong.  My Dad always made me move things and help.  He always had us walking either hiking or hunting.  Even fishing is an active sport for him.  Fly fishing is great because you walk up the stream for 5 miles or so before you stop.  He has never quite given up the “Give Em Hell” attitude that he earned in the SEALs.  But, while I am not him I have been taught to push until you collapse.  Or close to it.  I have always been able to move fridges and couches with not much problem.  I hauled a piano on a dolly out of a guys basement pretty much by myself.  I have always been able to walk most of the day with a pack.  But I know there is more that I want to do.  I am using the kettlebells and punching bags to be fit over my whole body and finally be able to do pullups.  I always thought that my shoulders just would not let me do pullups.  I now know that I just don’t have “those” muscles built up enough to do them.  That will change. And it will change with old school equipment, no aerobics or fu-fu machines.

I know that if I build up my functional strength with kettlebells and the punching bag, (and yard work, there are many trenches to be dug and rocks to be hauled in my yard) that will help my Inner Strength that I am not actively working on.  Every time I complete one of my goals or can lift something heavier or for a longer duration it boosts my ego and self esteem.  Every boost builds up the inner strength by making me think that I can do anything.  At this point even setbacks are positive, my inner strength is building and not letting me quit.  Even needing to go back to some basics is not a setback, just a refinement of technique.  Doing what has to be done without complaining.  Lessons from a 3 year old girl that a 35 year old man is finally beginning to understand.

My goals right now, are to make my body stronger and to make my writing stronger.  Functionally Stronger, able to lift cars and rocks, able to write coherent readable posts and stories.  Internally Stronger, able to push past mental barriers, able to put out content under pressure.

Better, more focused writing and overall strength.  I think those are good goals.

Thanks for indulging me.

Justin

Long Day’s and Taking a Day Off

Hello all. You will notice that this post is somewhere close to 7 hours later than I usually post. It has been, as the title suggests, a long day. I am not just trying to complain. I could do that. But I won’t. I did however learn how to take apart my laptop and get the punch out of it. Presidents Day and the kids home from school do not necessarily make for the writing time bliss that I have allocated for a normal day.

Suffice it to say, I have post ideas now but no posts written. Yet another reason to join the Pre-Writing Challenge! We are beginning February 19th and will be going for a month in order to have 2 weeks worth of posts prewritten. See my page Here for more info. Would have come in handy for today as it would have on Friday!

So this brings me to today’s post. I have been debating the virtues of taking the weekend off. This weekend I scheduled some tweets to go out on Saturday for my fiction posts and then I didn’t get back on the computer for much of anything! It was kind of nice, not chaining myself to my laptop but I have hardly any traffic to show for it.

This may not be a bad thing. The good news is that I actually had traffic for 2 days with hardly any promotion. Not much traffic, mind you but some. That is the first step to becoming one of the big bloggers I think. Getting traffic without doing anything. Of course if I don’t do anything during the week my blog will fade and I will turn into nothing but a statistic; one of the failed bloggers.

I still am not going to post on Sunday. I am still going to post fiction on Saturday and put out e-books of said fiction when they are all out there. I will have some posts to post when I have issues with life. I was beginning to question whether it was worth posting or commenting on the weekends. It may be. I don’t think I will be doing anything different though.

If you are reading this Thank you! I will have more tomorrow at a more reasonable time. And it will be about hitting things.
Justin

Labor Day: Do we really need it?

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Well at first I would say yes.  It is a great marker to end summer and tell everyone to put away their white pants.  Since most of my pants are either jeans or camouflage, this doesn’t apply to me.

It is a great day to go fishing if you can or have a barbecue if you can’t.  I always knew that it was based around celebrating workers and that always sounded slightly communist to me but, it was a 3 day weekend so I shut up about it.

My compatriot Ralph over at Cantankerous Old Coots.com has some better thoughts about Labor day that are far more eloquent than anything I could spew out today.

Go check out his Labor Day Post Here, you won’t be sorry.  And if you like it, sign up for our mailing list, you will get a free ebook on how to become a cantankerous old coot and be on the list to get more cool stuff in the future.

Thanks for reading here, but Ralph is in rare form today at the Coots.

Have a great Labor Day!

-Justin

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