So much has happened since then, some good but some just tiresome.
We had a few interesting things planned for February, but in some ways, they just fell away.
I got sick early in the month, enough so that we cancelled our planned night snowshoeing trip to Northstar on Valentines Day. The following Saturday February 19,(John's birthday) we had tickets to see Jane
Fonda in 33 Variations in Los Angeles, and I was damned if I was going to miss it. Even though I was literally coughing my head off, coughing for about 30 minutes out of every hour. The play was absolutely wonderful. Jane Fonda really did a fabulous job. I spent most of the time trying to keep from coughing when people weren't laughing or applauding. It's a serious play so it was more difficult than you might expect. We had planned on staying in LA until Tuesday, but decided to drive home on Monday so I could go to the doctor on Tuesday because I felt so miserable.
I didn't really want to come home early, but as it turned out, I was glad we did. Turns out I have pneumonia. I have many allergies to useful drugs, (sulfas, penicillin, and tetracyclines) which makes it kind of challenging to treat pneumonia. On the second round, of antibiotics, I still didn't feel much better.
I had bought tickets to go see Ensemble Galilei which was performing at the new Three Stages theater in Folsom. They are a wonderful group from D.C. and their harpist, Sue Richards, is a wonderful teacher and performer. She was willing to
give a workshop. I'm such a fan, that I agreed to plan it, which meant dragging my tired ass around cleaning house and making sure there were enough people to make it worth her while. I kept thinking that I'd be better by then, but as the date of the concert approached, February 26, I was too exhausted to go to the concert. It was a choice between going to the concert of saving my strength for the workshop. I opted for the workshop. And did I mention that she was staying with us? I had to borrow Billie's car so I could pick Sue up in Folsom and tak e her to the airport the next day (because I can't put a harp in a box in my car.)
Monday morning John fainted in the bathroom. We spend half of Monday at the ER. He apparently did not have any underlying cause for this, but it's a common syndrome where you pass out after urinating (I call this PAPO for piss and pass out). Of course there are a lot of really hard things to hit when you pass out in a bathroom and he's really hurting from possibly cracked ribs. So we're both on narcotics -- he's on vicodin, I'm on codeine. Ah, the golden years.
I was scheduled to play in a concert with Baroque & Beyond on March 9, and by the night of March 7 I finally felt like I might actually be able to play
By Wednesday, the day of the concert, I felt quite wonderful, enough so that we went early, practiced quite a bit at the church, and went for a long, leisurely lunch afterward. Yesterday I got on the plane at and came to Santa Fe. I felt quite good all day. I'm here for Beadfest, which is a gigantic bead show and includes various classes in things people who don't have a jeweler's bench might make. I had a chance to walk around downtown, and then went to the opening night of the exhibition, where I didn't spend a ton of money, amazingly, but got some interesting stuff. Then I went to Cafe Pasqual for dinner. I remember this place as being very busy withgoo people lining up to get in, but they weren't particularly busy last night. I had a gread south mexican tamale wrapped in banana leaves and a chocolate cake that was sort of halfway between a mousse and a flourless chocolate take, except it had olive oil in it. It was really good. I also had a glass of wine, which I haven't had for a month, and which meant I couldn't take my codeine cough medicine before I went to bed.
Today my high school friend Sue and her husband Tom came up to Santa Fe and took me out to lunch. I can't believe that I didn't take any pictures. By today it turned out I was really tired and having a kind of hard time breathing. I think this is due to my one good day, one bad day recovery and the fact that we're at 5000 or so feet here in Santa Fe. I was so tired that I took the shuttle bus to my class tonight which is 3 blocks from the hotel. The class was good, though it was a technique I already knew how to do, but this was to learn to do it with other materials. I had tried to do this (kumihimo) with beads before, but there was one important thing about moving the thread around that I didn't know before and that made a big difference in the way it turns out. In fact, when you do it this way the result looks a lot like a crocheted rope.
In the meantime while I am so totally self absorbed, I've become aware of the giant 8.5 earthquake in Japan (I hadn't turned on the TV since I got here) and the following tsunami. I have spent most of today resting and have been watching the tv coverage. (TV here is really weird. Among other things they have 7 sports channels and the hours are very screwed up.
Tomorrow I have most of the day free, and will have a class from 5-8 p.m. The next day, Sunday, I'm in class all day learning to make stuff with polymer clay.
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