I was in my usual hair saloon getting a hair cut and coloring a couple of days ago.  I brought my WIP sock to knit while I sit and wait for the color to set.   As I was happily knitting away thinking how smart I was to remember bringing my knitting to pass the boring time.  My hairdresser came up and tried to be friendly and said, ” I think knitting is such a good activity for the old people.”  That got my antenna up.  She contineud, “You know, when you get old, your eye sight is going and your brain is going.  Not to say that you are old, you know.  But knitting can keep the brain engaged and keep your fingers moving and help your eyes, too”  Well, ok, the helping the eyes part obviously doesn’t make sense.  But hey, how dare of her to categorize knitting as an ‘old ladies’ activity!!!  Not that I’m getting old (besides the point that I need coloring to cover my gray), ha, I like knitting because it fulfills my need to create and watch something useful or beautiful grow from nothing.  Why should this be only for the old people.  I know lots of young(er) people are doing it.  My son’s girl friend in her 20s wants to learn how to knit. 

So people, don’t call knitting an old lady’s activity to keep them from going senile, ok?  !!

stepping down from the soap box….

This week has been a whirl wind of getting back in touch with old friends from a long time ago.   A friend from middle school called out of the blue saying that she got my number from a class reunion for our middle school in Taiwan.  It took a couple of phone tags for us to finally talk on the phone.  It was strange listening to a mature voice and trying to match that to the image I had in my head when she was 15 or 16.  But it didn’t take long for us to fall back  to the time when we were both innocent and remembering the special things we did together.  Wow!

I always think I am a loner.  I don’t like to be part of a big club or a member of a famous group.  I’d rather hang out with one or two friends knowing that I don’t have to put on a different face or say things I don’t mean.  And I’m ok with that.  This phone call though has suddenly changed everything.  I am a member of a group, a group that I belong to not by choice but by chance.  And we went through 3 years of intensive studying and learning together.   We were all so innocent and ready for life.

She went through some hardships as she grew up.  I can hear the sadness that was brought out by this class reunion.    She didn’t have time to feel when she was young as she was striving to make a living for her and her family, but this reunion suddenly threw her back to the beginning of her struggling years.  She said she was crying the next morning when she got up.  It also made me sad.  I told her she was mourning for that innocent girl.  I am too.  The time between that girl and the woman I am now is too much to absorb all at once.

Life has treated us well at this stage of our lives.  But we went through some hard times either by our own fault or by circumstances.  Sitting at 50s and looking back at 15 is a mind boggling thing to do.

I also got an email from another old friend back in Taiwan since then.  All of a sudden, I have two new old friends in my life.  It kind of makes me feel good cause I do have friends near and far.  Now that our parents are old and feeble, our kids are grown, is it the reason we appreciate getting connected again with our childhood friends?  Is it a way for us to finally connect all the dots together and make it complete?  I don’t know.  But it sure feels weirdly good.

The day after Christmas I started feeling sick.  After E left to go back to Cinci, I went home to take a nap.  And there started my 2 week long holiday flu.  The first week, I was running a fever with a very sore throat.   Nyquil was my constant companion.  I got a couple of hours or sleep then woke up with cold sweat feeling chilly at the same time.   It’s a weird feeling to be sweating and cold like the body couldn’t decide what it wants to do or feel.  I kept the nyquil vigil up for the week.  But I still managed to get up and walk Benny when it’s time.  Em came over and made turkey noodle soup and walked Benny a few times in the afternoon.  I was able to get up in the morning and bundled up to get out in the cold (never fails that was the time it got really cold and snowy) with Benny.  This gave me serious doubt that I should keep a dog as I get older.  Although they are such great companions ready to give you love and attention whenever you want it, it’s the sick time and the cold weather that makes it so difficult to keep a dog.  And since Ey is so allergic to cats, I should not have cats either.  Benefits and disadvantages of having pets.

By the second week, I was tired of the cold and ready to feel better.  But I wasn’t feeling better, the cold dragged on.  I still had a bit of fever and now sore throat turned into scratchy throat and I started coughing too.  I ran through a whole box of puffs in a few days with the constant nose blowing.  Oh, it was awful.  Then I remembered the nose irrigation thing I got for Ey to clean out his sinuses.  So I went out and got a neti pot and started rinsing my nose out.  I think that really did help speeding up the recovery.  At least I was able to clear the junk out instead of letting it drain down my thraot and settle in my lung like it always did in the past when I have a cold.  I would be couging for weeks afterwards.  Sometimes it turned into like an asthma attack where I couldn’t stop coughing.  This time I believe with the help of the neti pot, I don’t have as much drainage down the throat and I didn’t cough that much and it didn’t last as long.  Although it’s the 12th and I’m still coughing occasionally and blowing my nose occasionally, it didn’t turned into an all out war of coughing uncontrollably.

I think it was 1/1 that was the turning point for my cold.  New Year’s Eve was the worst.  I did not have any energy left and I was feeling desparate and exhausted.  I even called for help and asked Jake to come and walk Benny that afternoon.  I spent half an hour desparately trying to figure out who I can call for help.  Couldn’t reach Em, can’t call anybody else that I think isn’t a big bother on New Year’s Eve to come and walk the dog.  Finally, I called Jake.  And he is such a sweet and kind man, he came right over and walked Benny and that was it.  Didn’t hesitate for a second.  Such a nice young man.

Even after I went through the cold, I’m still not a believer in the vaccine.  Now after I watched the Taiwan news about a 10 year old kid who died after the vaccine in a month, i deepend my mistrust in the shots.  I know it does help a lot of people, I still can’t bring myself to go and get one.

Yesterday, I watched Dr. Oz and he was advocating multivitamin, Fish Oil and D.  It reminded me of taking my vitamin pills and my calcium pills every day.  I really, really need to establish the habit of taking them now.  Especially my bone density test showed the symptoms of pre osteo.  I’m so bad at taking care of the body.  It’s time really to take it seriously.  So I can enjoy life to the fullest without hinderance from the cold or flu…