Annual Checkup

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The medical system often seems to be full of extra steps. I had to change my primary care physician recently because the old one moved…so I chose one in the same system since I was overdue for an annual checkup. It turns out that the first visit is just a ‘getting to know you’ and the annual checkup will have to be a second visit. I’m glad I picked an office close to where I live! The earliest appointment I could make is a little over a month away now…but at least it is scheduled, and the doctor made a good first impression. She’s young enough that she could be my doctor for as long as I live in the area. I like that she specializes in 65+ patients.

There is nothing particularly pressing in my question list…at least I got through the list with the doctor even though we didn’t have time to discuss any of them in depth. It would be stressful to wait if I had health issues that I was anxious about.

I’m beginning to understand my grandmother’s aversion to going to the doctor unless she knew something was wrong. She didn’t have many ‘annual checkups’ and took no prescription medications. In her years after 65 she did get flu shots, a skin cancer removed on her face, and a check after she hit her head when she tripped over a shallow step. She lived to be 98 years old and died peacefully in her sleep at home. The only problem that was not detected until too late that impacted her quality of life was macular degeneration, but at the time there wasn’t much they could have done to help her even if it had been detected earlier.

My plan is to continue my annual checkups and the associated follow-up – at least for the near term. But I’ll re-evaluate as time goes on.

The Whole Orange

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I’ve enjoyed oranges all my life….sometimes cutting them in slices…sometimes in wedges. In recent years, I cut them in wedges so that after I eat the pulp, the peels fit nicely into the food processor.

Once the peel is chopped up, I let it dry on a plate to be used in cooking…or in hot tea.

It feels good to use the whole orange….getting all the nutrition from the fruit! I have some recipes that use the whole fruit as well; my favorite is cranberry orange relish that I make any time I see fresh cranberries in the produce section (usually November and December).

My mother reminisced that oranges were special treats of the holidays when she was child, and her mother often candied the peel. Every time I use the whole orange, I feel an affinity with my maternal grandmother…good vibes through the years!

Reflecting the world when my grandparents were born

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I recently browsed 12 books by Clifton Johnson in Internet Archive and realized that the years when they were published (1893 to 1915) were just prior and during the years my grandparents were born (1901-1912). My grandparents were born in Oklahoma and Texas; these places were not direct subjects of any of the books, but I thought my grandfather born in 1901 might have walked down a dusty road in Texas kicking up dust…dressed in overalls and a hat…just as pictured in The Farmer’s Boy. I couldn’t tell whether the boy in the picture had shoes or not; my grandfather talked about not wearing shoes when he was a child if it was warm enough because they always fit poorly and there was never enough money to buy new ones that fit. In the picture of “a schoolgirl at home” in Highways and Byways of the South – the bonnet reminds me of the type one of my grandmother’s wore when she was working outdoors for the duration of her long life.  

Johnson used both drawings and photographs to illustrate his books. The majority on this list are travel type books…but there are some fairy tale books too! According to the Wikipedia entry about him, he treated photographic prints as a “rough draft” – a challenging decision in pre-Photoshop days! He lived most of his life in the northeast of the US but travelled broadly…recording what he saw.

The Oak-Tree Fairy Book

The Farmer's Boy

New England and Its Neighbors

Highways and Byways of California

The New England Country

Highways and Byways of the Great Lakes

Highways and Byways of the Rocky Mountains

The Country School in New England

The book of country clouds and sunshine

Highways and Byways of the South

The Land of Heather

A book of fairy-tale bears; selections from favorite folk-lore stories

 

Enjoy the sample images (one from each book)!

Savoring February

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February is a month to be at home, not traveling during the cold weather…enjoying sunrise through a window, maybe opening the front door and taking a quick picture. The nights are still long enough that it doesn’t require getting up early to see the sunrise; the challenge is to look at the right time; I like to skew early in the sunrise to get the pinks rather than the later orange.

February is also a month to remember my grandmothers. They were both born in February and lived long enough for me to know them well. One lived until I was in my 30s; the other almost twenty more years. They were very different personalities and had been shaped by their lives. One was my only grandparent to graduate from high school; she had married after high school and had 9 children; her husband had owned grain elevators/mills; she had taken over running the business about the time I was born when my grandfather has an extended illness. My other grandmother told her granddaughters that her favorite subject in school was arithmetic; she married at 16 and had her only child at 19;  she and my grandfather farmed until a drought forced them into town shortly after I was born; the health challenges she had during her 20s and 30s could have been a disaster but she stayed healthy for the rest of her life…living until a few months shy of her 99th birthday; she would have been 110 this year.

Everyone develops their ideas for living by observing the adults they are around early in life…and then more selectively as we grow older. I am realizing how fortunate my life has been to have both grandmothers as I was growing up and then after I was an adult too. The final lessons from them were about growing old gracefully…rolling with what aging brings and still finding joy in living.

30 years ago – February 1992

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30 years ago – in February 1992 – it was a big month for milestones.

My paternal grandmother celebrated her 80th birthday. My mother had arranged a week-long celebration with various relatives appearing throughout the week, my daughter and I were there for the duration. My daughter had done enough airplane travel in her 2.5 years that getting from Maryland to Texas was uneventful, but the week was full of new experiences and lots of desserts; she and her cousin of similar age (the two great-grandchildren) were a pleasant distraction even when they were overly excited!  We stayed with one of my sisters for several nights because my parent’s house was needed for other relatives on those nights and my daughter discovered the fun of bunk beds (when we got home, she told her dad that she wanted bunk beds in her room). One of the enduring gifts from that birthday was a pink rose bush that a nephew and his wife brought; it is blooming profusely (in season…picture from last fall) beside my parent’s garage always reminding us of my grandmother and the couple that purchased it.

Another milestone was my daughter being accepted into the Montessori School I had selected as my first choice for her in the fall. It turned out to be a very positive experience for her over the next 3 years of pre-school and kindergarten…and was the last educational decision I made for her without her input!

Our grand piano was delivered in February 1992. It has been the largest part of our living room furniture since then! I took some pictures of it recently. Only the nicks in the legs from the vacuum cleaner give an indication of its age. It’s had an annual visit from the same piano tuner for almost the entire time!

Overlaid on those milestones – my daughter had a terrible cold and ear infection after we returned from Texas! Between our daughter and 2 careers there were frequent unexpected events; it was often a challenge to not feel overwhelmed – but there were always times to savor along the way too.