Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Tunnel Vision


You take risks and you face the consequences. Tomorrow I am having surgery on my left wrist. It's going to be easy, an outpatient procedure to release the nerve. I have carpal tunnel syndrome in my left wrist. My right wrist suffered similarly but I had that one fixed up years ago. I wish it were from too much writing and too much composing on the computer. But it's not.

I broke my wrist roller skating. Actually I broke one wrist one year and the other wrist the very next year. Lucky for me, I healed and I still skate.

My surgeon rocks. He protected the joints when they broke, so the wrists didn't collapse. The only negative after healing has been the Carpal Tunnel and Dr. Daren is good at fixing that. He has a unique story.

He and a friend grew up in New York, attended Bronx Science, decided to become doctors, specialized in orthopedics and both moved to Florida. They came to work at the Jewett Orthopedic Clinic in Orlando. I first went to  Jewett when was six years old for some neighborhood shenanigans that broke my right arm. Dr. Daren didn't work there then.

When I was six, my neighbor worked there, so that is where my parents took me when I broke my arm. Now I see different doctors there, but it's the same building, the same practice. I love that Dr. Daren and Dr. Mintzer grew up together, became doctors together and moved to Florida together. There story reminds me of The Pact and the importance of support and community.

Dr. Daren treated me when I broke my wrist roller skating. Today he reminded me that it wasn't just a few years ago. He fixed that wrist in 2011 (lest I forget that I'm actually older than I feel : )
I broke that wrist during the Hokey Pokey at the skating rink.

You take risks and you face the consequences. That break was only partially my fault though. I blame the little one that fell beside me putting her "left hip in and wiggling all about"-- she kicked my skate away as she fell. Of course,  I stuck my hand out to break the fall.

Tomorrow's surgery will fix the nerve pain and the disrupted sleep issues and the numb fingers. Luckily, this time, it's my left hand. Luckily I have good insurance. I have support and someone to drive me. I have meals already made in the fridge and the house is relatively clean. Laundry's done. I can afford the surgical care and the day off. I am so thankful for that and for the idea that I will have a pain-free, get-back-to-work left hand in less than twenty-four hours.

I'll be back to school on Friday.

Saturday, March 4, 2017

Play Ball

There's Florida-cool breeze today: mid-low seventies in the shade. Sky blue for miles and miles, cumulus vanishing into the pale of horizon. 

 
The Atlanta Braves are playing the Florida Marlins. I'm basically cheering for both teams. I spent time in Atlanta growing up and they spring train here, so we're wearing red, white and blue for the Braves, but the Marlins are a home-state team too. We are cheering all the good work on this gorgeous field. 

We have great seats in section 209 of Champion Stadium at Disney's ESPN Wide World of Sports Stadium. Note to self, these seats are perfect for the sun sensitive. We had less than an hour of full sun and now we are made in the shade. We of the Irish appreciate sitting in the no sun burn section!

There's a lot to love about this sunny Saturday.

I love spending time with family.
I love listening to the chatter and laughter.
The stories, I love.
The sweepers and keepers of the diamond clay, the harlequin pattern of green in the field, love and love.
I love imagining all of the work behind the game.
I love the saxophone  quartet and between inning shenanigans.


 
Kids with gloves held high grabbing for foul balls, love.
That the Braves use the Seminoles' fight song, love.
I love the players' lean lines, the stretch as they swing, catch and throw.
The crack of the bat, I love too.

Such a good idea this Saturday game, Ghee! 
 

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Easter Eats

We are in a city of horn honking and hawking, of cement and steel, crowds and quiet. I am still in Shanghai shock--in awe of the city. We've  been here a week. 

Easter evening is ending at home, but here Monday has begun. I have hosted Easter dinner for family and friends since the early 1990s. This Easter we are away. 

Were we at home, the Easter menu would include a ham, Southern corn, fresh green beans stir fried with onion and garlic, all the good sides and family. Grandparents, sometimes friends too gather around our Easter table at home. 

Here, we three made a trip to one of Rick's favorite spots: Liquid Laundry.

We had a good wander. Tulips are blooming.

And we came across a couple of cool statues on the street: a girl at a phone booth and some sort of hippo-elephant-snail creature. 



Liquid Laundry is near (or in) the French Concession area of the city. The gorgeous tree-lined streets, cafes and boutiques made for a pretty walk.

The restaurant was in full Gospel Brunch mode when we arrived: glorious. We ordered drinks while we waited for a table and enjoyed the music.


We ended up at a warm table in the window, a perfect observation spot.
Rick orderd a lamb flat bread with house-made lamb sausage and I indulged in avocado smash toast with crispy maple bacon.

The salt flake on the side presented well and added just the kick in taste. 

Collin ordered a barbecue, shredded pork pizza. Steamy hot and spicy with jalepenos and pickled cabbage, boy was it good.

We had a wonderful Easter brunch and a good five mile wander.