Author: Peg

I should have taken a picture of me and the hat and Sam Au Hoy. Nobody or no hat is promised tomorrow. If we are all in Kona next winter – the photo will be taken. And, by then the hat will have a proper hatband.

Note to heirs: this hat will out live me – if it doesn’t get sat on. Past it on to someone with a big head.

Now, how am I going to transport this thing. Will I have to take it on the plane like a “lap baby”? It is too big for a flat rate box. Suggestions welcomed.

Some boys were amusing themselves doing a little movie. They had a rather nice camera.

Speaking of rather nice. I indulged myself with a new straw hat. A “pāpale by sam”, pāpale lauhala to be precise. It was not as expensive as the O’Farrell cowboy hat I wanted in Santa Fe last summer. But, it is fine hat. And, Sam is a friend. Now… How do I get it home? And, back here. It costs too much to leave here. And, it would be really silly to keep a fine lauhala hat in the closet back on the mainland.

And yes, Carlton has an very good idea how much it cost. He knows Sam too.

No pictures today. But, a new outlook.

Yesterday I had yet another nose bleed. That sunk me into a vast depression. Was I going to just hang out in the hotel room and wait to start dripping blood again? I couldn’t just say “screw it” and go home – because – I don’t get my crown back until Feb 29. Shit shit shit.

Well, after lunch yesterday, I got on the bus and went to the Doc-in-Box. After a short wait – I am seeing Doctor Webb – a perfectly fine burnt out ER doctor.
He looks up my nose and says I am just unlucky to have broken a vein. And, that it will just have to heal. And, I’ll just have to wait. He could cauterize it – but, he said it was 50-50 if the procedure would help or hurt the problem. He said, if it was his nose – he wouldn’t get it be cauterized unless it wouldn’t stop bleeding.

And, he wrote me a prescription for another 12 months of blood pressure meds. (Full disclosure, I let my blood pressure prescription run out last summer – 165/118 – really should do the meds!)

Today, I went to WalMart and got  BP drugs. While I was waiting I purchased 2 new bras. Hardly La Perla.

And, the best news. Weighed myself at the Doc-n-Box. Not fat. Celebrated by having a BIG chunk of bread pudding for breakfast.

NEW OUTLOOK: I’ll stay out of the ocean. I’ll lounge around. Walk 5 miles everyday. Read books. And, when I get back home I will not have to go see the doctor for BP drugs – and avoid being nagged about all the other things that the medical profession wants to do to me. And, my tooth will be fixed. I’ll just have to keep my head above water.

I know nothing about these two photos. I am sure that they predate my tenure. But, I am pretty sure that he still has that sweater. It is some sort of polyester that will survive the Aztec Apocalypse. They were on an old flash drive that I was cleaning up yesterday.

Nosebleed returned today while I was on my daily swim. I wasn’t that bad – but unsettling. Guess I’ll have to confine my swimming to the pool. Swim around like the ladies in the Ester Williams films of the 1950’s – with my head resolutely out of the water!

Happy to report that another 22 hours without nose bleeds or dental events.

Got tickets home leaving March 7 … arriving late March 8. But, I still have to get us to Honolulu. From Honolulu, we go to Seattle, from Seattle to National Airport, to the Metro, to the Elevator to Home. Gotta go through TSA twice.

In 10 minutes – I will have been free of cranial issues for 24 hours. I even ventured out for a little swim. Went for a couple of little walks. Gotta get out out of this medical funk.

But, the Republican Follies continue to provide much amusement. And a friend emailed that his sailboat is laid up for 6 months in New Zealand getting the “osmosis treatment”. You should always know someone who lives on a sail boat. They  have way worse problems than you can ever imagine.

Up until now, 7PM – ish. It was a much better day. But, the damn nose bleed came back. Not a Maxi Pad gusher. Sort of a Lite Days event. But, it is still unsettling.

Oh well, look at the brighter side. It didn’t happen yesterday when I was hopping up and down the road going to and from the dentist.