Posted on 10/20/2020 9:33:20 PM PDT by BenLurkin
They both had the disease, so this may be normal, but as I understand the vaccine, it alters the DNA. I’m sure much more research needs to be done, but with the way things are going, we may never know for sure.
At any rate, I’m sorry she’s going though this, along with the other stuff she has to deal with.
We’re all fine, thanks for asking. I hope your get-together goes well and your new-to-you dog continues to bring happiness.
I’m glad this month is ending. The cold and wet has been hard on my joints.
Maybe the discomfort will pass quickly.
We have a ways to go. Last snow can be as late as April 28. Last snow pile melt as late as May 15th.
Not this year though, not much snow compared to many.
My arthritis is difficult. Swimming in a therapeutic pool helps tremendously.
I’m glad to hear you’ve got something benefitting your arthritis.
I went to a podiatrist a couple of weeks ago because of pain in my right foot. He diagnosed plantar fibroid, arthritis, and tendonitis, unnngh. The one that can be treated realistically is the tendonitis, so I’ve got anti-inflammatory medicine, exercises, and a brace. It seems to be helping, she says optimistically.
Since she moved to CO with The Guy, it seems she’s had more health problems than not. It’s just difficult to see her go through what she is when I know the cause and the cure. The sad part of that is that I know how hard the cure can be to execute.
It seems like most worthwhile things are hard!
The key there is not to lose one’s faith that things will improve. I’ve always told myself that once I get to the bottom the only way I can go is UP!
Sometimes, that was the hardest thing I ever tried. But I never quit. So I keep trying to encourage Favorite Daughter to be the same way. It’s all I can do from a distance.
Back from church. It was interesting. The entire morning has been interesting!
I recognized a very heavyset woman from church walking up the hill in the cold wind and offered her a ride. She’s mentally challenged and most of the time, she “doesn’t make any sense when she talks.” Well, yes she does. She just thinks out loud. She was hesitant about going with me but she still had about a third of the way to go — in the wind right out of the north!
Her dad showed up after we sat down and she was still wandering around in the chapel.
It was all good, though!
I’m glad you got there and glad you could help.
Father Gary talked about prayer today. More cheerful than when he talks about history!
I was told that she didn’t “need” a ride because she walks all over town, and it’s true, because I’ve seen her in a lot of places. Just because she walks doesn’t mean I can’t offer. If she turns me down, that’s fine. At least I’ve offered.
I love hearing about, reading about and talking about prayer. It’s always an uplifting subject.
What a tiny squee!
Good morning.
I’m back from the laundry room, but the bed needs to be made and the shirts need to be hung up. But not just yet.
I finished “The Call of Cthulhu” last night. Now, I’m going to go back to the beginning and read the rest of HP Lovecraft’s stories in this little volume. It may take me a while, but his writing style is rather fun to read.
Good morning again. I read the Bible before bed last night, because I was afraid I’d have nightmares if I read “Tent Life in Siberia.” The poor gentlemen were in a very awkward situation, perched on an ice hill above the ocean in a blizzard, when I left them.
I dreamed the Envirothon team was taking the test in Indonesia, though, and that was super weird.
Happy Monday, everyone.
Hopefully all vaccinations have come out OK after whatever illnesses and stabbing pains and wotnot. We are still in the extended trial phase of the vaccines (renamed emergency certification for obvious reasons) so minor bumps are to be expected. Hopefully that’s all it has been.
I normally read the Bible or other Scriptures before bed, but lately I’ve just been reading. I need to get back to that. All work and no play makes Jill a dull girl. I just ordered “Tent Life In Siberia” (for $2!) from Alibris.
I dreamed, but I don’t remember what. I used to write my dreams down as soon as I woke up but then gave it up as a bad job.
Favorite Daughter was feeling better yesterday, so there’s a relief.
Happy Monday to you! How’s the puppy doing?
Thanks. I don’t understand all I know about it, but I’ve successfully avoided vaccines for the last 40 years. I don’t think they’ll improve, and I haven’t gotten sick, so I figure I don’t want to push my luck!
Today’s special animal friend is the Roe Deer, Capreolus capreolus. According to my National Geographic calendar, today is St. David’s Day (St. David is patron saint of Wales) and Labour Day in Wales and Australia. Therefore, I searched for a unique animal of Wales ... but there don’t seem to be any, really. Wales has pretty typical fauna of Northern Europe and the North Atlantic. Consequently, the roe deer ... which is found throughout northern and central Europe, through the Balkans, and into Turkey. It is one of the two largest mammal species in Wales; the other is the fallow deer.
The roe deer is a smallish cervid, with a body length around four feet and a shoulder height around two feet. They are slightly larger in the Urals and northern Kazakhstan. Despite their small size, they are more closely related to the moose and reindeer than to other small or medium-sized deer. In healthy populations, the males are larger than the females, but when the habitat is overpopulated, females tend to be larger than males. Roe deer are tan-colored with a lighter rear and underside. Bucks’ antlers can be up to ten inches long, with two or three points.
Roe deer eat grass, leaves, berries, and young plant shoots, preferring a high moisture content from rain or heavy dew. They avoid domestic livestock. Female roe deer typically give birth to two fawns, one of each sex, after ten months’ gestation. Their populations can double each year if sufficient food is available. A boom-bust or “irruption” cycle occurs as overpopulated areas experience a die-off, mostly from fawn mortality, which can be 90% in highly-stressed habitats. Starvation is the usual cause of death when deer are excessively numerous. However, fawns are very vulnerable to predation from (across their range) wolves, wild cats, foxes, other wild or feral canids, and birds of prey. In Britain, most wild predators have been eradicated; only the red fox remains to contribute to deer population control.
Throughout Europe, including Wales and Scotland, roe deer are an environmental pest. In forest habitats, they clear out undergrowth and eat nuts and newly-germinated trees, interrupting both the natural forest succession and the habitats of other animals and birds. In the absence of natural predators, the main method of population control is hunting. Throughout Europe, “deer stalking” is a popular sport. The millions of deer killed each year barely make a dent in the flourishing populations.
In Britain, there is conflict among forest conservationists, animal-welfare activists, and commercial hunting estates. The former would like to actively control deer populations in balance with overall forest health or restoration, while the last are interested in maximizing the availability of deer for hunting. In the middle, there is a sentimental attachment to the cute animals - in the spirit of “Bambi,” a European novel from the time when deer had been overhunted – divorced from scientific wildlife management.
My late friend Ned, a farmer in rural New York, consistently referred to his cervid invaders as “Bambirats,” and he welcomed the arrival of the invasive “Coy O’Tays” who helped to clear them from his fields. I would not, however, suggest that coyotes be introduced to Europe. I’m sure they’ll come up with better ideas!
I’m glad your daughter is feeling better.
It’s starting to rain again here.
I don’t think I’ll ever look at deer the same way, since seeing a stuffed deer at one of the large sporting goods stores in Vegas. They would kill a sick animal or pick up one that died most recently and stuff it, ugly pelt and all so as not to appear as taking animals for trophies.
It’s nice to know they flourish somewhere besides the Intermountain West. I have a great niece who would rather eat venison than beef.
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