Oh, my Vinyl Love

Many of you know my deep love of music, and vinyl. Yes-my iPod and music and noise isolating headphones save me in doctor offices-the hours I've spent there and the music that helped cocoon me into my own world couldn't have happened with me and dad dragging in a record player and sitting next to a plug to be able to listen to my music...though the mental picture gives me such glee! Anyway, I own three record players-one from the 40s/50s, one from the 70s, and one from the late 80s. I love the crackling warm fuzzy intimate sounds of the needle, the crackling promising a song will come on next, the sound like a warm fireplace. Sadly all my records and players are downstairs in the parents garage, but thanks to a new app, Vinyl Love, I can play music on my iPad that adds in the grainy warm crackle, and even plays the album in order-something I tend to miss. I'm so bad about skipping around and not listening to the album in the order the artists wanted-so with this app on sale and now on my happy little iPad, I listened to the full William Fitzsimmons album, in the order he wanted. : )

the advantages of a bent-over pain posture

after my spinal shots at my neuro on tuesday, dad went out to drive the car around as we had parked at the end of the lot and i was not able to walk the length (which isn't long at all for most-but for me after shots-no way no how) back. i had been crying in the waiting room. the pain of the drive over and sitting in the chairs finally got to me-and after hearing Sarah Jarowz's cover of Radiohead's 'The Tourist', i lost it-i always find it interesting to see which song i lose it to if i do-last time it was Adele-Lovesong cover (the Cure). by the time i got back and was on the table waiting for him to come in, my left sciatic nerve and back where it stems from on the left side was so bad i wasn't crying-i was wailing like an animal. When Dr. T walked in he used the entire shot on just that area, instead of halfing it between two places. he then didn't even ask-just sent me straight in to get a pain shot. thank god above!

back to where i started-i was sitting on this ottoman/coffee table soft cushioned cube with a few christmas decorations that still were waiting to be put up-and i was hunched over in my pain. i noticed a gorgeous gold ornament had fallen off the tree in the back, by the corner window, and only from that hunched position could i see it-it was reflecting back the tree lights and was gorgeous. i picked up the cell camera and took a few shots, and for a small while was ok with the pain for the gorgeous ornament i identified with. apart from the tree and my real life, but able to reflect back something, somehow. 

within each 'fine'

Dad always has to drive me to my doctor appts, & one month at my normal monthly neurologist appt, he said 'I know they're being polite, but I wonder why the nurses taking the patients back ask how they are-so many people here are so sick & miserable'. He had been witness to my silent, sobbing, iPod fogged meltdowns enough to know what a person's pain center in their brain can be so wrong in what it tells the body to interpret as pain. Tomorrow will be one of those days, my lying 'I'm fine', & the tears filling my lap as I bury my head & have music to save me with noise reducing headphones & gorgeous music.

dad on the other side

every single time I got to the Dr for anything, dad drives me and sits with me-sometimes for hours as we wait. he has spent hours of his life in the past 5 years in different doctor offices...and tomorrow, he is having surgery and he will be the patient. i hate that i can't be there with him, as I have had at least 14 surgeries and could keep him company. of course mom will go and he will be fine, but after all he has done for me, i hate that i can't return the favor.

(pic-one day last year that dad was with me at the neurologist.)

An awfully good not so bad day

Here is part of my day chronicled in pics.



Riding to the dr at 7:43 AM.



Dad by my side as I was hunched over, trying not to cry-listening to Wye Oak, Sarah Jarosz, & others.



After dropping off prescriptions, I waited in the car while dad did some grocery shopping, & even surprised me with fried okra...only in the south can you procure that at 10 AM! Love fried ocra...


Entertaining myself while waiting for dad. Thank you iPod & great music!



Looking down & taking my mind to Brazil, the best vacation ever (where I got & designed this aquamarine ring).



Looking in the rearview mirror watching so I could unlock the car for dad, & my surprise okra!



Loving that having my rabbit reading pocket watch necklace, we could time & not get to the pharmacy to early. Dad said if the dr had some answers & got me on meds & it rained it would be a great day...didn't rain, but otherwise, even under the circumstances, he & I had a really good day. : )

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