random thoughts – Day 2,211 (Monday) – still hauling

The popular saying may be that “today is the first day of the rest of your life,” but for me, today is also the last day of the 10-day run of penicillin for the throat crud. Within 24 hours, the penicillin was working its magic and the swelling in the throat was reduced and I felt a million times better. Feeling so much improved made me understand the warning on the label about taking all of the prescription even if feeling better. It seemed like it could be an easy trap to fall into.

Bigger pile with bigger sticks.

The weirdest thing about taking the penicillin was when the pills started getting stuck in my throat. This did not happen when my throat was inflamed and swollen nearly shut. Nope. Instead, it has been happening for the past three or four days (three times a day!) when my throat is back to normal levels and I am feeling better than new. That's when I was suddenly choking on the stupid oval tablets and no amount of water seemed to help. How? Why? So weird. 

I was tempted to crush the tablet between two spoons and mix with sugar and water, just like Mummu used to do when giving me medicine when I was a kid. But I didn’t do that. I just made the three or four or ten attempts to swallow the giant pill thing stuck in my throat and chugged more water and wondered what it was all about.

This afternoon, there was more fresh air and yard work clean up. I moved a little deeper into the yard and dragged more stuff out. A lot of it was hidden under lots of leaves and what seemed like a reasonable branch would reveal itself to be as tall as I am as I dragged it out. The fallen wood is all very dry so it is easy to break things down to shorter lengths. The pile of sticks is larger and the sticks in the pile are larger. 

Big rock cleanup has begun.

What looked like a big rock in the back yard woods is actually a much larger rock that was half-buried in about three feet of drifted leaves. More cleanup is needed to fully reveal the splendor of the really big rock. I had envied some of the big front yard rocks I saw on walks and now that I have my own really big back yard rock and several lesser rocks I feel better. There are clusters of green shoots coming up through the leaves further back in the mess and I can't wait to see what flowers they are. My current best guess is daffodils.

The neighbor friend is going to help me transport the tree trash to the designated area on Wednesday. That means I still have time to keep hauling, and also to look up in the neighborhood guide what exactly can be brought there. 

It was a little chilly today and I didn't stay out long, but I will do more tomorrow. It's the spring yard clean up free workout in conjunction with the getting to know my yard tour.