Thursday, November 10, 2011

Red Leaves on the Bank

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  1. Howard Dean primus est!

    Renee--I remember certain so-called students being quite indignant when I told them that if they wanted an A they should learn the material presented in class… it seemed not to be the response they sought when they told me they needed an A to get into the next class. When they complained that some other teacher in another school didn't make such onerous demands I suggested they enroll in that other class. Terribly unsympathetic of me, I know. I'm all cut up about it to this day. NOT!

    listener--rosacea ("the curse of the celts") can produce a lupus-like rash, and is easily treated with Flagyl. If you have any celtic ancestry it is something to consider, although it isn't limited to celts. It can be triggered by sunlight, especially after a lack of same. That's what set it off in my case. And the dermatologist misdiagnosed it to start with.

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosacea

    TTFN

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  2. Ah, Alan, your student story reminded me of one of mine, from China. I got a final essay from one girl, which except the pronouns had been changed, was a pure lift from Helen Keller. (The oral English teacher had used it that semester, and I'd recorded all her classes for her, as a native speaker, or I might not have recognized the exact piece. I *would* have known the girl didn't write it; her English level was nowhere *near* the essay. . . .) I just gave her an F, and didn't comment. She came steaming in to my office, and threw it down on my desk: "That was a GOOD piece!!" "Yes. I was. But YOU didn't write it. Miss Keller did. . . ." Oh! Such a frowney face, like I'd been all sneaky and underhanded, etc. I offered to let her give me a new essay, and she did. She barely passed. . .

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  3. Well, Alan, I am entirely Celtic in origin (half Irish, half Scottish) but that is apparently not the issue here, this time at least. I'm just home from seeing the (very nice and intelligent) dermatologist and he does NOT believe this is a Lupus rash. (Hallelujah!!!) He believes it is a contact dermatitis rash and has prescribed a cream. If it's not better in three weeks I'm to go back for testing. So we'll see.

    The catch is that I can't use ANYTHING on my face except this cream and a special moisturiser he gave me. So I can't cover the red rash with makeup to go to work. The way I look I'd scare small children, so that precludes working at the Library. Our wonderful Library Director is off seeing if she can get coverage for me, for today and Saturday. Today would be the harder day to cover on such short notice. So if she can't get someone for today, I'll put makeup on and go in. What's one more day? More likely she would cover my hours herself rather than ask that of me. She really is a great boss to have.

    So I may suddenly have a mini-vacation. Ha! Three cheers for sick pay!

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  4. listener ~~ good nes about the non-lupus. But I really can't see why a rash would keep one from going to work. And, of course, I don't relate to the concept of makeup. My mother used makeup, but that was like a half-century ago.

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  5. Also glad it's likely NOT Lupus. But sounds like NO fun anyways.

    I had a nice visit to my local doc this a.m. She was pretty impressed with how much weight I've lost. And was pretty up to scratch on the Achalasia -- but will not work at all at handling it: got to be the GIs. She IS worried about the potassium and my thyroid. So did a blood draw today and she wants to keep up with that, and I'm grateful, since it can create such havoc if it's off.

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  6. Well, use your imagination, Bill. ;-) It's a bright red, flaky rash all over my cheeks and other places on my face, and I work in a public library. It would scare small children, and I sure don't want to spend my day explaining 50 times what's wrong. I wasn't speaking of eye makeup and that sort of thing. Just use of a simple "foundation" to soften the redness. But that's not permitted just now, so I can heal up.

    Anyway, the Library Director came through and I'm covered for today and Saturday. We'll see how I'm doing by our staff meeting on Monday. :-)

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  7. I'm glad she's keeping tabs. Maybe she can motivate the GIs to fall in line (couldn't resist saying that!) and get something done sooner.

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  8. ROFL!!

    Dropped off the Mini last night to have its snow sneakers put on. When Mah*Sweetie got home at midnight he took the four tires in the garage over to the shop and put them into the back of the Mini so it would be all ready for this morning.

    Turns out the Mini already had snows on...we'd never had them taken off! (Does this make us real Vermonters?) The trip wasn't wasted, though, as it turns out the Mini was 10 days out of inspection! Somehow we had both missed that detail. It's a good thing the guys at the auto shop noticed! It's still so new it passed with no trouble (which is exactly when you're apt to not think about it. When your car is iffy you tend to sweat it out in advance!).

    Anyway, we're glad we could provide today's comic relief for the guys at the local shop! :-D They like us very much because Mah*Sweetie is treasurer of our neighbourhood association, so he's the one who pays them when they plow our driveways. Helps!

    Hmmm, have we been preoccupied lately?

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  9. Such a cute story, lol! Thanks!

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  10. I don't think *specialists* are allowed to listen to GPs. . . Some kind of medical caste system?

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  11. She should just dazzle them with her brilliance and shame them into it. ;-)

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  12. And there you are juggling all the things in your life while going through all you're going through. I bow to you. 8-)

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  13. Ohhhh, a two-and-a-half hour nap is amaaaaaazing!

    And all the better when you get paid while taking it.

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  14. Hey puddle, here's another story for your day:

    Eldest tells me that today middle granddaughter said:

    "Do you remember when you saw the zebra and I saw the camel at the zoo?" Me: "No. When did we go to the zoo?" Ivy: "You dreamed about it. I didn't make it up, you made it up and I saw it in your brain. I don't need any glasses to see what is in your brain. I sometimes need glasses for Mommy though. Her brain is dark."

    He adds: "Four year olds are the best!"

    :-D

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  15. Hmm. So granddaughter is a telepath? If this were a story, you'd need to keep that very secret.

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  16. I guess we'll see. :-)

    Why would it need to be secret? Do tell.

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  17. Well, in a stroy everybody from the government to the big, bad corporation and maybe even the Mafia would want to kidnap her so she would use her talents for them alone.

    Ask Cat if that isn't so. Guess you don't read the same stories we do.

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  18. Funny you should say that, Bill. Her uncle referred her Daddy to the Stephen King story Firestarter. LOL!

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