Yay for the Weekend!

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It’s been a hell of a week at work. Not to mention we are in a hot humid heat wave that feels like you walk into an oven whenever you go outside. It’s baking everything. No wonder Floridians are crazy.

Then we have an afternoon thunderstorm every day. Usually about the time I’m ready to go home. Drivers here think that if it is sprinkling just a bit, then they need to slow down from 60 mph to 30 mph. Makes for a long commute home. Not to mention the wrecks caused by half the drivers going fast and the other half driving timidly.

To add to the confusion, a good portion of the drivers are from other states. They have recently moved here and still don’t know their way around. Especially since the whole damn city is always under construction.

Regardless, I somehow make it home safe each day. After driving a 30 foot box truck all day, when I get into my economy car, it feels like I’m lying down on the road.

Tomorrow is rototilling day! Hooray! Okay, that may be a bit sarcastic. First though, I have to get up early to get my blood drawn. Hopefully that won’t take too long so I can do the yardwork before it gets too hot. That’s generally about 8 am around here.

Posting will be light tomorrow as I plan on doing my final revisions on my memoir. I’ve been putting it off all week. Yes, shame on me. However, I’ve gotten my writing juices back as I’ve been posting stories all week. Yeah, let’s go with that excuse.

The writing prompt for this week is going to be a doozy.

Time

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Time is elusive. It slips away from you when you least expect it. It drags when you are watching it. We all have the same amount of time each day, but not everybody uses their time wisely.

I wish I could be one that uses my time wisely. Alas, I frequently fail. I need an extra hour of time each day to write. Life gets in the way and I don’t have near enough time to sit and write.

I blame it all on Daylight Savings Time. I want my hour back!

Daylight Saving Time

“Those that fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it.”

Winston Churchill

As you can probably tell by the above pic, I’m not a fan of Daylight Saving Time. The disruption twice a year by springing forward and falling back wreaks havoc in everybody’s sleep cycle. I’ve seen numerous reports that statistically the Monday after the switch to Daylight Saving Time is the worst day for traffic accidents.

Growing up, I remember that Daylight Saving Time would start in late April / early May and would end the first week of October. Somehow, we have managed to now starting Daylight Saving Time in early March and not ending until early November. Why is that? Did the earth’s orbit change dramatically in the last 40 years? I think not.

Before time clocks became universal, most people told time by the position of the sun during the day. Noon was when the sun was at it’s highest. If you have ever made a sundial, you can tell by the length of the shadow. When we go to Daylight Saving Time, all of a sudden, the sun is at it’s highest at approximately 1 pm, not noon. This is just wrong in my OCD brain.

This week the Senate passed a bill making Daylight Saving Time permanent throughout the year. Are you kidding me? With all our problems we have in this country, they think this is the most pressing problem? The bill will have to pass in the House and then be signed by the President before this happens. I hope that it doesn’t.

In 1974, Congress passed a law making Daylight Saving Time permanent. 10 months later they repealed the law as it was found to be a disastrous decision. The reasoning back then was to save gas as the country was going through the OPEC crisis where there were long lines at the gas stations and rationing was in effect due to the massive shortage of oil. As the law was passed in the Spring of 1974, no one saw any great effect until that Fall and Winter.

Auto accidents increased markedly. People were complaining about going to work and sending their kids to school in the dark as sunrise came up at about 8:30 a.m. After that winter, everyone saw the results and did not care for it at all. Almost 50 years later, it seems like our Congress has not learned from history and is doomed to repeat it.

I think the whole country should be like Arizona which abolished Daylight Saving Time in 1968. It makes a whole lot more sense.

Back To Square One

When things are finally falling into the right places, something happens that puts you back to square one

Author: Christine Celis

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Had a very long appointment today with an oncologist from Terk Oncology. It was illuminating to say the least. It also left me feeling more than angry. He had copies of all my records from MD Anderson and it was a huge folder. It seemed impressive, but he called it a cut and paste job. They were mostly echoing each others reports from the various doctors I had seen. He also said I had the strangest case of Stage 4 cancer that he had ever seen. Turns out the the diagnosis was from the radiologist making one comment that my tumor may be protruding into my rectum wall and the doctors there pounced on it and called me Stage 4.

Who knows at this point? Do I have actual Stage 4 or not? If not, then I’ve been put through an emotional wringer for the last nine months needlessly. I feel like I’ve been jerked around and it’s been hell.

{Deleted six paragraphs of ranting and raving}

Going forward, I’m ceasing all treatment from MD Anderson and switching to Terk Oncology. I’m getting scheduled for another colonoscopy to focus on the area near the prostrate and to check the thickness of the rectum wall. In addition, Terk Oncology is ordering a more precise MRI scan and another scan that I can’t remember the name of. All of these scans will hopefully paint a crystal clear picture of exactly what’s going on with my prostrate.

I have to say, the one silver lining in all this mess, is that at the very least it got me to writing and sharing my thoughts and feelings. Believe me, it’s a crappy motivation, but it worked. I don’t recommend it at all.