Little girl is doing well… causing trouble. All very encouraging. Some say she’s “a little behind” in her speech, I’m still glad that she speaks.

Another relatively quiet week has passed.

D#1 “sort of” passed her polygraph test.  Ambiguous results are always interesting. The health nurse is now stopping by regularly, about once a week so far, to check on the little ones

I seem to have a set of household plumbing issues  to attend.  There’s a clog somewhere in the rain from the kitchen sink. SB tried  Liquid Plumber, which didn’t work. Then I dismantled the goose-neck
, and ran a 20′ long plumber’s snake down the tube. I ran the entire snake through the PVC pipe and encountered no clog.

I got out the ladder, located the vent pipe on the roof and ran the snake down. Still no joy. So I got some stuff SB had picked up at the neighborhood Ace Hardware. This stuff contains sulfuric acid. YIKES! I poured half the bottle down the vent pipe and waited the required 15-minutes, Still no joy.

In this process, I was instructing the #2 Son, now a whopping 10-years old (already displaying a teenager’s  angst and attitude, and somehow mixing it with nearly endless curiosity) . Telling him about clockwise, and counter-clockwise turning. Doing so, and probably showing off a bit, I was turning th, um, thingy on the goose-neck. The tricky part is, it’s upside-down from my perspective. So I was turning it clockwise, or so I thought, Had I been actually thinking, I would have remembered it was upside-down and that I needed to turn it the other way to loosen it. Did you know that if you over-tighten a PVC connector, It’s little ring will snap? I didn’t. Now I do.

Did you know that PVC pipe that doesn’t have a screw-on-connector is glued together? I know it now.  I’ve replaced all the piping under the sink., the clog is still in there somewhere.

OI!

Unfortunately, it appears to be a digital clock.
Finally, the date of the surgery approached. My sweetie’s hysterectomy is scheduled for 9 am, Tuesday, 1 May, 2007. We need to arrive at hospital at 7 AM, wearing our clean, bright shining faces.
Nearly 3 weeks ago, when the Doctor had advised surgery to eliminate the fibroid, she had noted in my wife’s record to schedule the operation ASAP, to whit, As Soon As Possible. Her scheduler, having never spoken with my sweet baboo, set an appointment for a D & C on the 18th of April Which procedure would not only not have helped, it probably would make things worse.
When my wife called the office (after no small amount of nagging from me) to set the appointment for surgery, she was told the appointment was set, the date (above) and what it was for (also above). Knowing this was wrong, SB (Sweet Baboo) objected, and to the issue to the next higher authority, the Doctor’s Assistant. Said assistant read SB’s chart, noting the ASAP, called the scheduler to correct the error.
This all having been done, the nearest appointment they could schedule was May 1, that is to say, 3 weeks from the time of the conversation. Not ASAP in my book.
However, SB was not anticipating her surgery with great joy and lightness of heart, and so, let the date sit as set, despite the face that every day she is in pain, especially so when she is menstruating, which she would be doing before surgery commenced.
That bring us to the Pre-operation consultation, which I attended. the GYN is 90% certain there is no cancer, however the ultra-sound, MRI and CA-125 were inconclusive. (as they often are in pre-menopausal women, so I still fail to see the point of running the test, except, perhaps, to please the legals or the HMO.)
Anyway, the date of the surgery approches. SB is (somewhat) quietly anxious. She is spending much time making sure I will be taken care of, and I am trying to demonstrate that I am capable of cooking and cleaning around here, as well as holding down a job.
The clock is ticking. i don’t believe it should be doing that.

04/01/07 11:57:06 AM

Another experiment.

I am writing this in OpenOffice.org 2.2. I was hoping I could find a way to write and edit my info here, then simply click a button and have my scintillating text auto-posted in the Blog of my choosing. (Let’s just say wordpress.com, for the sake of argument.) I wanted to be able to do this for the simple reason that I am a lazy American. It was my hope that I could do this with all the bold, italic, somewhat larger et cetera fonts/typefaces I wanted. Since I cannot find such a function in OpenOffice.org, I will try cut and paste.

If it works perfectly, with a minimal effort and thought on my part, the Date and time I started this in OOo will be in the upper left. The next line with have the words “Another Experiment” in Arial font, 16.1 point, bolded. (That’s the default “Heading 1” in OOo.) The my actual text will commence, with the words “bold, italic, somewhat larger” all reflecting those attributes. Let’s give it a go, shall we?

OK, that wasn’t so bad. I had to take a second step and copy/paste my title, then, because I like to believe I have a sense of humour, create a new title. Fun.

All of this, and you’d hardly know I was avoiding talking about the pain in my life, huh?

There is nothing new here, and that is nothing new. The fact that I start with that statement is also nothing new. the usual statement here is to state that there is nothing new here.

Sorry.

Welcome to WordPress.com. This is your first post. Edit or delete it and start blogging!

This is at least as interesting as my attempted post.