Thursday, August 24, 2017

North Shore 2017

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Our week started off bright and early Monday morning when Captain had an appointment with the orthopedic surgeon at Mayo Clinic.


The doctor’s official medical observation was, “You’ve got a gimp.”  I did medical transcription for 18 years, and I never knew that “gimp” was a medical term!


The cause of the problem is long-term degenerative arthritis.  The solution is a total hip replacement.  We have that scheduled for December 20...about a week after I have implant exchange.  Joy and rapture.  


Things got significantly better after that because we stopped at home, loaded up the cooler and suitcases, and headed to pick up our friends for our trip to the North Shore!


Captain did all the driving, and he got us to Duluth--with one stop at Toby’s for lunch and eclipse viewing--by mid afternoon.  We stopped to check the arrival and departure schedule at the maritime museum, but nothing was even close to coming or going while we were there, so we traveled on.

We stopped in Two Harbors to have a beer at Castle Danger Brewery. Captain and I were there two years ago, and we were the only two people in the place. This time, we had a hard time finding a place to sit it was so packed! Glad they are doing well in their new location.


We made it to Little Marais Lakeside Resort in early evening and got all checked into our cabin.  Very cozy with two bedrooms (queen beds), living room with a futon, recliner, and large picture window, small dining table, and tiny but fully stocked kitchen.  




We got our supplies unloaded, went out to soak up some wave sounds, and then headed inland about 20 miles to the Trestle Inn.  This is a bar and grill that is literally in the middle of nowhere.  You have to travel 15+ miles on a narrow dirt road with more curves than the Rockettes chorus line, but the food and the ambiance is pretty worth it.

It was dark and raining when we headed back to the cabin, so a lakeside bonfire was out of the question that night.  Instead, we opted to stay in and have a rousing trivia contest with the cards from the Trivial Pursuit game provided.  It was that or the 500-piece tiger puzzle, and no one was eager to start that.  


By 10:30, we were all tuckered out from traveling, plus the rain and the waves on the lake were pretty darn soothing through the open windows, so it was off to bed.  


Tuesday morning after enjoying coffee by the lake for a bit, it was time for breakfast.  It was my turn to make breakfast, but when I turned to the stove, I realized I had no idea how to start it.  I have a gas stove, but this one didn’t have the electric pilot light.  Captain and Kevin figured it out (I was safely out of the range of any potential explosion) and even got the oven lit to cook the bacon.  Whew!  Once I knew how to operate the equipment, I got bacon, eggs, and toast for on the table.  Bonus...the guys did dishes!



We piled into the truck and headed north on Highway 61.  Our first stop was Temperance River State Park.  This is where the river flows down through basalt stone, and after millennia of water and pebbles swirling around in two or three spots, deep potholes--or what we refer to as swirlies--were formed.  It is sort of an arduous climb up to the swirlies, but oh what beautiful views there were!





From there we went to Grand Marais.  Such a pretty little town with the harbor and the harbor lighths right there.  We stopped at The World’s Best Donuts and had some--get this--amazing donuts!  The line was out the door and halfway down the block, but those standing in line were entertained by a young man playing his violin for tips.  Not bad...snack and a show.


After dropping off the extra donuts in the truck, we stopped in at one of the gift shops.  Not because we buy anything but just because it is fun to look around.  Saw a card with an awesome pun on it:  Why couldn’t the pig remember anything?  Because he had hamnesia!!  That’s a knee slapper…


We walked around and out to the pier/break point/barrier thing that separates the lake from the harbor.  I wandered further than the rest so I could get pictures of the harbor lights and harbor and lake all in one shot.  I turned around and used the telephoto lens to get a shot of the rest of my peeps from about 100 yards away or more.  Man, I love my camera!




We walked back to the truck and headed even further north to Grand Portage State Park which is right on the US-Canadian border.  We could have gone into Canada since we all had our passports but opted to stay domestic this time.  


While we were on the half-mile trek to the observation point for the high falls, Captain was looking down at the Pigeon River below the trail, and he thought he saw something moving around in the backwaters.  Turns out it was some very busy little beavers...literally!  I tried to telephoto and get a picture of them, but I can’t pick out Mr. Beaver in these photos.  If you can...let me know!




We continued on to the high falls observation point.  Oh.My.Goodness.  It is just breathtaking to see the force of nature as that water explodes down the falls.  The next time I’m feeling stressed or anxious, all I will need to do is look at these pictures again and find my calm.




By then we were tired and getting hungry so we headed back to Grand Marais for a stop at Sven & Ole’s pizza before really zeroing in on getting back to the cabin.  We drove in and out of rain showers the whole way back to Little Marais, but it let up just about the time we started getting supper ready.  


There is a picnic table and grill with each cabin, so we had grilled foil potato packets, hamburgers, and sweet corn.  Oh lordy what good food!  


While I washed dishes (Captain dried), Kevin and Carol worked on getting the bonfire going.  It was a little tricky because the wood had been rained on, but we discovered that Doritos actually do burn and make good fire starters!  Plus, if you throw enough lighter fluid at it, you get BIG FLAMES!  


Everybody got their adult beverages lined up and we plunked, our butts down to listen to the waves, watch the flames, and solve the world’s problems.  Then the entertainment started.  


A family in a cabin down the row a ways had bought some lanterns at the gift shop that were basically miniature hot air balloons.  I’m not sure how the fire was secured at the bottom of the lantern, but they did, and they were launching them over the lake.  


The lantern would get to where it was flight-ready, and they would let it go.  For the dozen or so that they launched, the pattern was the same.  The lantern would hover over the water looking like it was going to bomb in the lake, and then it would catch a little updraft that would take it straight up.  At this point, we were always sure it was going to get tangled in the dead tree nearby, but every single time, just at treetop height, it would catch the jet stream or whatever and ZOOM up, up, and away over the lake.  


It doesn’t take much to impress and entertain a group of tired 50-somethings, does it?!

When it got chilly enough by the lake to sort of be uncomfortable--plus the mosquitoes came out--we headed inside to chat in comfort and warmth before heading for bed.  


Wednesday morning was another coffee-by-the-lake start followed by breakfast.  This time it was french toast, bacon, and fried potatoes.  We got all of that cleaned up and started getting packed up to head home.  Since that didn’t take long, we had time to have more coffee and conversation in the cabin.  


After getting checked out and headed home, we stopped at Palisade Head which is a high, sheer cliff that is popular with rock climbers.  I stood at the top and looked down and decided that anyone who dangled there on a rope high over the lake was just crazy.  But, it takes all kinds.




After that it was a quick pit stop at the brand new Tettegouche State Park visitor’s center.  They even have a cafe and coffee bar!!


We decided we really needed to stop at Betty’s Pies on the way by.  It wasn’t quite lunch time, so three of us just had pie but Captain went for the lunch special.  My choice o’the day was the cherry cheesecake and let me just say...good gracious what a slice!  MMMMMMMmmmm!

One last stop at the scenic overlook at Split Rock for a photo op.


Since there were no departures or arrivals happening in Duluth, we didn’t stop there on the way south.  Instead of going back down I-35 on the Minnesota side, we crossed over to Superior and came south on the Wisconsin side.  New scenery to keep things fresh.


We stopped in Baldwin at the A&W for lunch, stopped in Ellsworth at the creamery for cheese curds, and we were home in time for Captain to do evening chores.  

And another great North Shore trip was in the books!

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Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Summer Close Out

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The last time we met with our medical team, the Plastic Surgery nurse was explaining all the things not to do after a double mastectomy.


The biggest one was no repetitive arm movements and no lifting the arm above shoulder height.  She specifically said no vacuuming.  Awww, darn, I’m so disappointed I’ll have to give that up for a few weeks!


She also said no doing laundry.  Again, awww gee, that really hurts my feelings.  Well, not really because Captain mostly takes care of that one anyway.  

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No lifting anything over 10 pounds.  Okay, that hurts because of Cubby.  We’ll have to figure out a work-around for that because there is no way I’m giving up my Cubby cuddles!


It means that whatever canning I don’t have done before I have surgery just isn’t going to get done this year, and that’s okay.  There is always next year, and it isn’t like we’ll starve if I don’t get some of the tomatoes put up.  I did get pickles done, and I will get green beans done, and those are the two must-haves in this house.  


The lifting restriction also means I won’t be able to keep up with Calf Country.  Normally I am in charge of Calf Country sporadically during planting and harvest times.  Now that Captain has a permanent part-time job, so do I--feeding calves four mornings a week.  


For whatever reason, the group of calves we have in the hutches right now are some of the whackiest we’ve had in years.  We’ve got one that gets so darned excited about getting a pail of milk that he comes running out of his hutch, trips over his own front feet, and face plants in the pail of milk...spilling it everywhere.  I have learned to keep a good hold on the pail until he gets himself picked up and back on his feet.

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We’ve got another one who seems to think that milk is solid and needs to be chewed instead of drank...drunk...drinked?  Whatever.  He takes freaking forever to finish his meal.  Yeesh!


The little white one in the middle row on the end invariably gets his back feet tangled up in his chain and has to kick like a mule to get it untangled.  That makes a cacophony of noise in Calf Country at odd times of the day, but we’ve sort of gotten used to that.  


I don’t know about crochet.  It’s repetitive motion but more from the wrist than the shoulder.  I’ll have to ask about that because that would be a wonderful time filler for my surgical leave.  

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I do have a Plan B in case crochet is kaboshed.  It took me a few days to come up with this, but I think jigsaw puzzles may be the answer here.  Definitely a time filler, doesn’t require me to lift my arm above shoulder height, and visitors could actually sit down and puzzle with me when they visit!  We’ll see, but I think that’s going to be my plan.


It’s still a little surreal to think about the surgery because it’s been over a month since my diagnosis, and it is another month until I have surgery.  These next few weeks, though, are going to be busy for us, so that time will fly by.


Sometime before surgery, I do want to get down to Silver Lake and watch the Join the Journey dragon boat practices.  These are breast cancer survivors who do dragon boating as part of their survivorship.  I heard about it when I went to a support group earlier this month, and it sounded like something fun.  I won’t be able to join in this year, but it’s on my radar for next summer.  Won’t there be adventures there worthy of a blog post from that?!

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We also have a trip to Superior Lakeside Cabins in Little Marais planned for next week with some friends to soak up three days of North Shore peace and quiet.  I can’t wait!!


To round out the summer, we will make our annual trek to the state fair for cheese curds, Martha’s cookies, and corn dogs plus a look at the butterheads.  

I hope that you all have some fun last-minute summer plans that will bring you joy and happy memories!

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Friday, August 11, 2017

A Picture In 1000 Words Or Less

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A month or so ago, we were at a friend’s annual bonfire, and while talking to one of the guys who were there, it turned out he had been stationed at Fort Carson in Colorado during his Army stint.

This got me thinking because I was pretty sure Dad was stationed at Fort Carson as well, which made me remember the letters I have of his and how I meant to share them here.

Then I sort of forgot about it until today when a conversation with Captain turned to bible verses, and he said something about how the King James version was what he was familiar with.  I told him if he wanted a KJV bible, I had four of them.  He didn’t believe me, so I went to the filing cabinet to dig them out.

Yep, I’ve got mine, Big Brother’s (you can have that back, dude, if you want it), Dad’s and one that wasn’t engraved with anybody’s name.  Also in that file drawer was the stack of letters Dad wrote home from the Army.

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I found one from when he was at Camp Chaffee in Fort Smith, Arkansas, in April 1956:

Dear folks and kids,

I just got back from church.  Last Sunday I told you I went to church but it was some other building where they held that special choir.  The church is about the same size as Potsdam’s.  

Yesterday we went on detail and 5 of us cleaned up the church and mowed the lawn and hoed the flowers, watered the flowers and grass.  The day before we picked up paper, bottles, cans, and cigarette butts.

Well Friday night they did what we didn’t expect.  They split us up.  There are only 44 left in our barracks now.  They took all the guys that weren’t in perfect condition and put them on the hill.  That is where they get basic training here.  It is a mile away from here.  Among the ones they took were Narveson and Kostel.  

Yesterday they had us put on our O.D.’s and have inspection.  They said we should bother them again and ask when and where we were going.  They said we were leaving for Colorado sometime Tuesday, but we haven’t any written orders yet so it still isn’t for sure.  

Well how’s everything there?  I suppose maybe you’re done seeding?  I don’t know anything about the weather there.  I hvaen’t heard a radio since we left Minneapolis.  The trees are all leafed out and have been since we’ve been here, and the flowers are in bloom.  

Well I better close for now and try and write to Eileen and Shirley.

Love,
Bigfoot

As I read that letter, I realized something I haven’t paid any attention to before.  Dad was pretty darn good at painting a picture with words.  Even if he was telling a story, he’d talk about the scenery or what was blooming.  Must have been the farmer in him!

Thank you for letting me share one of my favorite people with you.  I hope you all have a wonderful weekend and have a chance to get out and enjoy some of your local scenery, wherever that may be!

Hugs,

Mrs. Captain

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Thursday, August 10, 2017

Doctor, Doctor

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We have a small whiteboard in our kitchen where we have reminders written.  Lately, it has been nothing but doctor’s appointments.  Between the two of us, in a two week period, we had 8 appointments.  That’s crazy! Between that and the lift chair we now have in the living room...we have official become "old people."

For me, it revolves around breast cancer.  For Captain, it’s all about hip replacement.  

He was told two years ago that his right hip is “encrusted” with arthritis plus he has bone spurs reducing his range of motion to about 20-30 percent.  This is why he has trouble putting his socks on.  

He didn’t want to have hip replacement at age 48, so he opted to try corticosteroid injections first.  Those helped for awhile, but he can only have one injection in a three-month period, and by this past spring they were not effective anymore.  

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So he had to have a visit with the primary doctor who ordered new x-rays, another steroid injection, and a consult with a surgeon.  He is looking at a potential surgical date of December 18 or thereabouts.  According to Captain, this will allow him to take his annual Lake of the Woods ice fishing trip in early December, have surgery, and be “all healed up” so he can resume ice fishing in late January.  

Hmmmm...we’ll see about that.  

We met with the plastic surgeon last week who will be doing the reconstruction portion of the surgery.  Very nice man, compassionate, and knowledgeable.  We had all of our questions answered and got a surgical date finally.  We were sort of hoping for the first week in September, but that didn’t work out.

So I will have double mastectomy, lymph node biopsy, and reconstruction on Thursday, September 14.  A couple of months to heal up and...ahem...pump up, back to work for four weeks and then on or near December 14, I can have the actual implants placed.

The kicker here is that Captain and I will be both be laid up at the same time, and I have NO idea how that will go.

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When I am not feeling well, I just want to curl in a ball and sleep until I feel better.  Captain likes to talk about how bad he feels. There could be problems here, but we’ll muddle through.

To end on a happier note, and just so I don’t spend ALL my time talking about medical crap, here’s a good Cubby story for you.

Young Man called recently because Cubby wanted to talk to Gampa and Gamma.  She was telling a story so fast, I only caught about every fourth word, but whatever it was she was telling was extremely important to her.  When she got done, I told her she was the cutest thing ever.

Her response?

“Gamma….I KNOW!”



Love that kid!  Blessings to you, my friends!

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