I went to see Andrew yesterday morning. He naps around noon, so I only had a few hours to be with him. And they had plans later in the afternoon.
When I got to the door and was ringing their doorbell, I noticed a little bird sitting on one of their outdoor porch chairs. I went over and looked at it more closely. Something had pecked its head and it seemed disoriented.
So I scooped it up to put it in the backyard where it would more protection from the big ornamental grasses. I figured maybe it’s mother would find it.
Naturally when I got inside and was bending down to show it to Andrew, it got away.
Their house has huge two story ceilings, so this was a potential problem. I told my daughter to get a broom, as it had flown upstairs. While she tried to wave it down, I tried to guide it toward the back door.
It took awhile, but finally we got it outside. Poor little thing.
Andrew had never seen a baby bird or any bird up close and personal. So it was a learning experience.
At 19 months, Andrew cannot say bird. Everything is “da” as in “that.”
I haven’t been taking my camera over to get photos of Andrew. For one thing, he is not still for more than a few seconds, except when I have him in my lap reading a book to him. And then if I’m trying to get photos, I’m not interacting with him.
I stopped at my pharmacy on the way home. The pain from this eczema/whatever-it-is is extremely painful. Hurts to sit due to that; hurts to stand or walk much due to the ankle.
It was pretty empty in there and the pharmacist and I had a long talk. He said it seemed to him that the gynecologist had not been able to come up with any real treatment that worked. And that perhaps I should try a dermatologist.
I think he is right. She has thrown lots of very strong medicine at it, which can potentially cause it’s own problems. She just took another very painful test almost two weeks ago, which came up with nothing.
The thought of starting all over again with this is daunting. I’m tired of being prodded and cut into and finding no answers. I’ve had every kind of test they can think of. Which is costing me a lot of money.
And it’s just getting more painful, not less. So I guess I will start looking for a dermatologist tomorrow. Sigh.
I haven’t shown you any of my office space because for some reason I just can’t seem to get a handle on what I want. I move things about and think I like it, only to decide after a day or two that I don’t.
Maybe some of this reluctance is the fact that I have not heard from the housing agency yet. I might have to move. I don’t want to put a huge amount of effort into something that might not work someplace else. So I’m in that stage of frustration that I get into when I can’t come up with a good plan.
Here is my advice when you are having problems coming up with a viable decorating solution. Sit on it. Move things about, live with it a few days, and then maybe move it again. If you’re not completely satisfied with it, sit on it. (Hey, it’s painful for me to sit on it: my stab at humor.)
You don’t want to end up with something that took a lot of effort and money and then not like it. Best to do it in small stages and play the waiting game when it’s just not coming together quickly.
Sometimes projects come together in one day for me. Sometimes it takes weeks.
You want to be comfortable when you’re working at your desk. And until you can arrive at a place where you feel comfortable, and have space for everything you need there, don’t settle for less.
Have a nice Sunday. My sedum Autumn Joy seems to be at its peak. Some of my mums are just now starting to bloom.
As the cycle of seasons continues to evolve.