Thursday, September 22, 2011
My neighbor Ron got pinned under his truck yesterday. He's a hobby tinkerer, so he's always in the driveway working on one vehicle or another. I heard some funny noises coming from over there, and actually wondered to myself if Ron had a history of mental breakdowns, since it kind of sounded like insistent singing nonsense (Ron's voice is unusually raspy to begin with) but as I walked closer, I could see a hand waving and suddenly realized what was happening. He was under the truck and the wheel was right on top of his right lung. I ran out the gate and up to him. He was trying to tell me to push the truck off, but I told him that I had to get help. I ran inside his house yelling for help and looking for a phone. His wife Thelma was working upstairs and came running. I told her to call 911 and ran back outside. Ron was still trying to tell me to push the truck, and I tried but there was no way I could by myself. I yelled and yelled for help, and Thelma started running door to door. A man, a college boy and 4 teenage girls came. Together we could push the truck uphill off Ron, and the college boy climbed in and set the brake and we got the girls to pick up rocks from the edge of the driveway to wedge under the wheels. When the truck seemed secure, I went up to Ron and held his hand and head and kept telling him that help was coming, to stay still, to breath slowly. His wife was right there too, on the phone still with 911. We could hear them coming, and sent the teenagers to wave them up. My dad appeared, having just gotten home right as the fire truck got here. I got out of the way for the EMTs, and the ambulance pulled up moments later. I went back into the yard and picked up Julia (who was doing fine, despite being left alone and the commotion. I could see down into the yard from Ron's side, so I wasn't worried about her during the incident. I did consider sending a teenager in to her, but I decided that might make Julia more upset than being alone and since she could still see me I felt like she was fine.) I heard an EMT say "this is going to hurt" and stayed my distance. I was pretty sure they were putting a needle or tube into his chest and had no desire to see that happen. They loaded him up and the ambulance took off. I told Dad that I thought he should go with Thelma, and he drove off with her after the ambulance. I thanked the teenage girls and told them that they had been really helpful and then I went inside and shook with adrenaline for awhile. A few hours later Dad called for a ride home and told us that Ron was in for a long recovery with broken ribs and a collapsed lung, but that he would probably live. I don't know how long Ron was pinned before I found him, but I'm so glad I found him when I did, and I'm so glad that the truck didn't pin him in a more critical way. I'm sure that a few inches in another direction could have meant a fast death. I'm so thankful that people came running to help. The few moments I was alone with Ron, knowing that I wasn't strong enough to move the truck were terrible. (At one point, Ron tried to tell me to take Thelma's car and use that to push the truck off, but thankfully I could see people running toward us and I didn't have to try that.) I'm still reliving the scene often in my mind.
Monday, September 19, 2011
at Holden, my address was:
HCO stop 2
Chelan, Wa 98816
or it was also
HCO Box 2, since nobody could fathom what it meant to have your mail delivered by a boat, but they could happily interpret Box as PO box.
Oddly enough HCO stands for Highway Contract Zero which is funny, since there is no highway. The DMV doesn't find that funny though.
For them my address is
11155 Railroad Creek Road. The Wenatchee DMV has one woman who understands enough about Holden to feel confident in issuing Holden staff the fake Railroad Creek Road address, but not the HCO Box or Stop 2. Don't go to the Chelan DMV though. They don't understand!
Don't report me, but I have not changed the address on my license from Railroad Creek Road because I can't prove my residency anywhere else. We have no mortgage, no utility bills, none of the usual things the DMV wants. Dave gets some mail sent to his dad's house. I get some mail sent to my parent's house. We can't prove we live at either. I have not changed to an Alaska address because I have enough trouble with the Washington DMV and can't fathom how the Alaska DMV manages to issue licenses to people in villages where they know perfectly well that there isn't a residential address because there are no streets!
Seems my life is never simple!
Thursday, September 15, 2011
We have made a little progress towards independent sleep. My most recent set up has been to put Julia's toddler bed in between my bed and the wall. This makes it impossible for her to fall out, and makes it pretty easy for me to lean over and nurse her in the night without waking her up every time I roll over, which I did when we were sharing a twin bed! Living in close quarters with family means that I'm not comfortable with nighttime crying, so I've been letting Julia nurse to sleep and nurse on demand through the night. These past weeks, instead of nursing to sleep at the breast, often Julia has nursed until drowsy in my arms and then pushed away. I immediately side her over to her bed and miracle of miracles, she rolls around for a minute, looking for a comfy pose and then falls asleep! On her own! No tears! She still wakes up and wants to nurse in the middle of the night, but several recent times have been less than a minute before she is back asleep. The early morning hours are when she nurses the most. I can soothe her into sleeping for an extra 1-3 hours by offering a nurse when she lifts her head. I suppose one day I should try just getting us up when she first wakes, but I really love my morning sleep. In fact, since mom and dad are up and about, I let Julia get up and go out to them, and I go back to sleep!!! (usually not for long, since she comes in to see what I'm up to, but still, the act of falling back to sleep is wonderful!) I kind of think that if I gave her a few minutes, she would fall back asleep when she wakes in the middle of the night, but since Olaf is sleeping in the room with us, and mom and dad are sleeping across the wall, I feel that any crying at all would wake everyone. It is kind of hard to remember how many times I nurse her in a night. Last night, I don't remember nursing at all until morning. Maybe there was one I forgot about, but maybe not! Some nights she wakes several times though, and I can remember that come morning. I'm not actively trying to wean Julia. Research tells me that a lot of babies who self-wean do so between ages 2 and 3, and we're still 6 months away from age 2. Since I'm not trying for any more right now, I feel fine with continuing nursing for the health benefits for both of us. Since breast cancer and osteoporosis have made an appearance in my extended family, I'm particularly aware that the longer I nurse, the lower my chances of getting either. One statistic I found says that women who lactate for a total of two or more years reduce their chances of developing breast cancer by 24 %. In case Julia is my only child, I'm happy to aim for two years of nursing.
|I'm now 28! We celebrated with a thai dinner out, and peach upside down cake at home!|
|and we played the guess-how-many-m&ms game, and Julia won! |
The prize is a block print from Dad. Way to be awesome, Julia.
|I sewed Julia another felt crown for her dress-up stash.|
|and I made tomato ketchup!|
|I made a sandbox for Julia. (Just a bag of sand in a metal tub) and Olaf was a big fan too.|
|Mom and I decided that Julia needed a baby doll, so I went out and got her one. I was kind of surprised by how much really loves it. She calls it "Bree-Bree" and carries it around. She especially likes to go find Bree-Bree before she nurses.|
|I also built/sewed a tent for Julia. I found a tutorial at Grosgrain and turns out I had the wood laying around, and a piece of fabric the perfect size laying around. The only thing I had to buy was a dowel for the top!|
|I also made an earring and necklace holder using a vintage hanger and little hardware hooks.|
|This spring I asked Grandpa Dave to make Julia some little houses out of scrap wood, and I asked Grandpoppa Jack to draw on them. They are finally done, and really neat!|
|and Grandmomma Dawn made a basket, perfect for carrying them!|
|Julia is very fond of chasing them around the yard. Joe wants to eat them. Loki the dog doesn't want to eat them.|
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
My good friend and roommate from college, Erin got married last weekend in Salt Lake City. Julia and I made the trek to witness the great event, and Julia was the flower girl, even though at 17 months, she is too young to process the directions "walk down the aisle, scatter rose petals and smile!" We were confident that even if she failed to do these things, at least she would look adorable in her dress. The drive was 10 hours, but we camped halfway in Winnemucca, Nevada, turning the drive into two 5 hour days. This was a really good idea, as a 5 hour drive includes two naps and many stops for playgrounds along the way.
|We stopped several times for a break alongside the road|
|Cooking dinner campfire style in Nevada. yet another occasion when a hook-on high chair was the best idea ever!|
|Sprinting away into the alpine meadows|
|Kate and Tyler were among the lots of old college friends present, |
including all 8 of the girls I lived with senior year at St Olaf
|She looks happy but momentarily, she will try to fling herself over a stone wall and nearly succeed.|
|Rehearsing, which Julia would do none of.|
|instead she wanted to get her hands on the cat|
|There was lots of hanging out with friends|
|It was REALLY great to see them all! It hasn't happened that we've all been together since college!|
|Incredible views over the city and the great salt lake|
|The bride, brunching|
|Kay and Maren, also brunching|
|Waiting for photographs to begin|
|The bride!! sooo pretty!!!|
|The flower girl, who enjoyed dumping the petals out and sprinting towards the pond of ducks|
|and enjoyed re-arranging the programs|
|She did not enjoy the photos so much, but a few good ones were probably gotten!|
|As we were leaving we stopped to check out the great salt lake|
|We dipped our toes into it.|
|The drive was empty, but beautiful in that stark western way|
|This is the edge of the road, and the drop is about 400 feet down. No guard rail!|
|and there were herds of cows on the road|
|a calf tied to a 4 wheeler|
|corn and green beans and apricots|
|apricot sauce and plum sauce|
|driftwood candle holders|
|A hat for Julia that I designed and knit from Hommespun yarn spun by my friend Trevor. |
If you want the pattern, contact me and I'll e-mail you a copy.
|A felt crown for Julia someday (a little big)|
|a baby bonnet from old t shirts made from a captain crafty tutorial|
|and the second one, much nicer! (i used manufactured bias tape for the edging instead of the t shirt hem,)|
|I made it slightly larger, but it was still rather small for Julia. Perhaps I'll do a third.|
|Olaf gives Julia horsey rides|
|He also discovered the town's skate park and wants to go at least twice a day!|
|but he's not too cool of a skater kid to hang out and eat popsicles with Julia|
|Our friends Andy and Carolyn came for a visit. They let me live with them in Dubuque, Iowa for two semesters of high school after my parents moved to Nebraska and I hated it. Very kind of them!|
|I bought Julia a rocking chair at an antique store for $10. She's pretty fond of it!|
|Julia helped me bake Zucchini cake|
1 cup wheat flour
2 cups white flour
1 tsp salt
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
3 tsp cinnamon
1/2 cup vegetable oil
1/2 cup applesauce or yogurt or mashed banana
1 cup white sugar
1 cup brown sugar
3 tsp vanilla
4 cups grated zucchini and/or summer squash (do not drain, grate over a bowl or use a food processor. add with the juice)
1 cup chocolate chips and/or walnuts
Mix dry and wet ingredients separately, then combine gently.
Pour into a greased 9 x 13 pan and bake at 325 for about an hour, until a toothpick comes out clean.