Unfortunately, the initial shot I received for my back pain hasn’t been overly effective. Things are improved (I can actually stand up from a sitting position without much effort), but I’m still experiencing discomfort during the day.
While the mornings are still a bit challenging on waking, they’ve gotten better. But I’m still struggling to remain standing for long periods of time.
Today, Liz went down to the basement and spent some time reviewing/revisiting the work she’d done to prep for our trim. She mixed up newer variations, and was working on dialing in the formula for the shellac/stain for our overall trim.
The clock actually works differently than what I thought/remembered. In my head, it was a countdown to zero. But seeing it in practice, the clock indicates what percentage of your life expectancy has already passed.
When ordering the clock, you send along your date of birth (this gets programmed into the clock, before it’s shipped out). Overall life expectancy is calculated using average age and country, with data from the World Health Organization.
During our woodworking class, I paused momentarily to snap of photo of several other classes’ projects: pieces that were in progress. While our class has everyone’s work stored on shelves (we haven’t yet assembled things together yet), these were all here in a group.
I have specific memories of marmalade from my childhood – specifically, orange marmalade. I remember this from breakfasts at my grandmother’s house, when my sister and I would spend the night. I never really had it anywhere else, and it’s a distinctive taste that brings me back to those very specific times.
It’s not quite a “last resort,” but it’s close. During our bonding session tonight with Hugo and Cloudy, we decided to bring in some baby food – as a way to entice some grooming.
When one bunny grooms another, it’s a positive sign. And there’s this whole power dynamic to it all, in terms of who is in charge (the one being groomed).
But for us, we’re wanting to encourage this grooming along. Hugo did groom Cloudy a while back, but it’s been a while now. And so far, Cloudy hasn’t willingly groomed Hugo back.
With our recent fence removal work, it was easier for them to walk down our driveway and bop across the various backyards. While they are all covered up with plywood and bricks, I still made sure to warn them about the post hole holes.
Well, today they came back. And when I peeked outside to see what was happening I was surprised to find not one but two guys removing tree limbs. While up in the trees!
We did something like this a long time ago, with Baxter and Quincy. And our hope tonight is that Hugo and Cloudy would get a little closer together, having gone through something stressful together.
I’m glad I was able to get on a call with my doc today. After some brief discussions, he agreed with me that another week wouldn’t really change anything. And he said that my earlier suspicions (from last week) were correct.
I was given a few options (medication, a second follow-up shot, and picking up exercises/training). I ended up going for all three, with the idea that I would pick up with my chiropractor once I actually felt like I could move without pain/discomfort.
So far, Lizhas been doing all of the bonding sessions. She’s been sitting with both Hugo and Cloudy, keeping them separated as needed, and then trying to encourage them to get together (carefully, without biting).
Tonight, we decided to change things up and let me sit in, instead. Their sessions tend to go longer, as it takes them some time to calm down. So probably an hour for them to settle, and then another hour to see if they’ll get along.
I think this move is meaningful because it’s a sign of trust. And Liz is always over the moon, when it happens. But I also think it’s an indicator of how fearless Cloudy is – she reminds us a lot of Phineas, in that way.
Even with her just having one eye, you can see that she is scoping out the full length and breadth of her domain.
I don’t write much about Hollywood movies or celebrities on here. But today, I was saddened to hear that Val Kilmer passed away.
It’s a weird thing to say – but the movie Real Genius had this really huge, oversized influence on my childhood.
Chalk it up to me being a child of the 80’s, to us having cable and HBO. And to this movie being on repeat (and me watching it, repeatedly) oh so many times.
Lately, it’s been a very frustrating feeling – I want to move, I want to do things. I’ve got work around the house I want to attend to, work outside to do.
And I can’t do any of it. I can barely move around, let alone actually do anything close to physical labor.
And it’s incredibly frustrating.
While I’ve seen many bunny flops in my time, I have never, ever seen any bunny pursue flops with such frequency and… aggression? When she flops, Cloudy really, really flops.
“The ball of light that bounced above the concentration camp
held in its patience
the memory of the unusual flower
the Japanese man was reaching for
when he was shot”