Since last I posted. Much has transpired since of a more personal nature than waiting for the inevitable collapse of our civilization. Passover transpired, which, as matzo is want to do, ripped my guts to shreds and has necessitated a colonoscopy on the 2nd of May. So until then Prednisone is my friend and companion and I hope this does not offset the effects of the Forteo injections I have been taking since October to strengthen my weak old bones. So, of course, I immediately imagine my ankle is in the process of breaking bad.
On a more positive note Capitol City Informatics is doing splendidly. I am giving computer literacy courses out at the Williamston Area Senior Center (WASC) (and getting paid). This has necessitated hiring Sophie as my chauffeur. She is now on my payroll. Basically she gets a per diem for the ride to and from the WASC and mileage. I opened a business account with the bank but right now my cash outlay is greater than my income. But I am just getting started. Teaching computer literacy to seniors is enjoyable and a market that I think is very vibrant. I go to my office in my home (which also doubles as the cats' room and music studio...go figure that the cats would have a band) and work out PowerPoint presentations, which I have uploaded to my website. So if you want to learn computer basics or how to do research in the internet these presentations are on the website. Among other things I am learning by doing and then teaching others. I am getting input from the seniors on what they want to learn and and working out classes for them. I hope to have a drop in session where folks can bring their laptops, tablets and smartphones in and we can work with them on a one to one basis. The WASC also has five desktop computers and they are already being used regularly. I teach safe computing as well.
So, whilst all of this is ongoing spring has sprung in a spectacular fashion. The campus, which was submerged under water just three weeks ago, making a lake out of the baseball field, is now alive with flowering trees, flowering flowers and the crack of the bat hitting the ball. My front yard looks spectacular with all the daffs and miniature tulips blooming that my Aunt Marilyn had sent me since I have moved to Sans Souci in 2015. The back yard needs some work yet but the patio furniture is out, the garage is relatively clean and, touch wood, the basement hasn't seen fit to flood this year. Aside from the revenge of the Seder ulcerative colitis (UC) attack things are pretty good. I may need to change my UC meds to a biologic (Humira) which is an injection as well but as long as I am poking myself nightly for the Forteo, what's another poke? Speaking of pokes, I lost four rose bushes over the winter as I couldn't take care of the yard last autumn due to the fractures of the femurs, so, but of course, I am getting two more bushes and two climbing roses to replace them. And then there is the contract to redo the front porch. The windstorm we had in March blew my screens out and the door is no more. Brad to the rescue, sooner rather than later to effect the repairs.
So, no politics today. I am tired and depressed by the worldly goings on. But spring is springing and mayhaps the UC will resolve itself without going on a biologic. I was doing pretty good on one medication but the insurer wouldn't cover it any more so I am on something apparently not as good as the Asacol was so I suffered with the UC and all its unattractive feces, er, features. And on that note...
