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10/17/14, Day 14,045 (Mercena Day 63): Shots and a little relief

A big medical day for daughter and father yesterday. Mercena had the first round of her 2-month vaccinations, and I felt the first glimmer of real recovery for my back injury.

Heather reports that her 2-month appointment went well! Mercena breast-fed through the shots, and thus far (knock on all the wood) has not caught sick from the vaccinations. She’s been maybe a touch more sleepy, but not much more than a touch. Everything else seems to be going well, according to Doc Gocs (which is almost as perfect a name as Dia the Doula), and she had a pretty great day yesterday, including as smooth an entry into bedtime as we’ve had yet (adorable bath picture is actually from two days ago, but it was too cute not to share). Her irritated skin from the baby shampoo of that bath has also gone away, and it thankfully didn’t seem to bother her much.

On the back front (tee hee), I woke up feeling only slightly better, but I tried to stay as mobile as possible while working from home (a lot of shambling about on my phone meetings). Then, at around 5:30pm, I took a quick nap on our terrace and got back up feeling, for the first time since the injury, discomfort instead of pain. It was most comfortable discomfort I’ve ever felt, and this morning the progress seems to have held.

I also managed to write again, and resume my Spanish and guitar practice. My fingers are all sorts of crossed that I’m back on the road to normal, and that if this yoga practice holds, I’ll actually be the better for the injury.

Technique never stands still: it only advances or retreats…

Writing: 164 out of 213 days (New Year)
Spanish: 135 out of 213 days
Music: 64 out of 119 days
Yoga: 3 out of 3 days

What small things did I do yesterday to help build the Honeycomb?
(And what does it mean to “Help build the honeycomb?”)

9 Circles:
(Um, yeah, so what is this again?)

A prayer keep me recovering without self-pity,
And love to my Aunt from her phew-g,
And a lion of courage to two friends mourning loss,
And action to keep poison from our city.
Praise to Emily Mendelsohn’s theatre work in East Africa,
And justice for Brishna in Afghanistan,
Wonder for the brute elegance of Odobenus rosmarus,
And for dark matter from our bright sun;
And hey there, beautiful mystery.

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10/16/14, Day 14,044 (Mercena Day 62): Phone Meetings and Little Gains

I really wanted to go to work yesterday.

I had told myself that it was possible (it was never really possible). I needed it to be possible, both for my own sense of progress and because I had four meetings (not counting a CSA veggie pick-up and Lark event). But my healing progress is so slow, so on went the speaker phone.

Thankfully, Mercena had a great day, and Lori rode to our rescue, accompanying Heather for the veggie pick-up. And I was able to participate somewhat effectively calling in from the phone.

In spite of all that, I did make some small gains by staying as mobile as the pain would allow. And late last night, I even finished five more pages of my New Year play (a slippery time play written for the actors of the Ensemble).

Technique never stands still: it only advances or retreats…

Writing: 163 out of 212 days (New Year)
Spanish: 134 out of 212 days
Music: 63 out of 118 days
Yoga: 2 out of 2 days

What small things did I do yesterday to help build the Honeycomb?
(And what does it mean to “Help build the honeycomb?”)

9 Circles:
(Um, yeah, so what is this again?)

A prayer for my back to heal
And for Mercena’s shots to avoid ordeal
Praise to Lori for carrying veggies and prizes,
And a prayer for breakfast for every kid in class;
Praise to makers of Chance Magazine
Solidarity with #FergusonOctober
Praise for the tigers of Terai Arc,
And for cosmic rays caught in a smartphone app;
And hey there, beautiful mystery.

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10/13/14, Day 14,041 (Mercena Day 59): Back Monster, Day Two; or, Soft Launch of Flux Forward

Not to much to report from these past days. The back injury is not getting much better, even after a visit to the chiropractor. I’m heading back for a second visit today (a laborious and costly process of careful slow walking and green cabs), so hopefully we’ll make more progress.

This second day of back pain wasn’t unproductive; Chinaza and I were able to get all of Flux’s ducks in a row to soft launch FluxForward with our Friends of Flux (more on that soon). A production meeting and visit from Emily gave me some faces to say hello to before retreating to my pain cave. Truly, the hardest part of this is not being able to help with Mercena, who had some serious witching hour action once we fell of the schedule in the afternoon.

Heather has been amazing throughout all of this,  which is no surprise but I am filled with even more gratitude for my amazing partner in life.

10/14/14, Day 14,042 (Mercena Day 60): Back Monster, Day Three; or Chiropracting

It was a comical, slow-motion journey, but I did make it to the chiropractor yesterday with Heather by my side, and Mercena in the care of an angel friend. As I wrote above, hopefully the second visit to the chiro today will make more of an impact. But in spite of the pain, I was able to be productive remotely, getting a bunch of TCG work done during the day, and more Flux work at night. I haven’t been able to write since the injury, but I’m hoping to change that today.

Daily pain is a part of so many people’s lives, and for however long, it’s now a part of mine. All right. What’s next?

Technique never stands still: it only advances or retreats…

Writing: 161 out of 210 days
Spanish: 134 out of 210 days
Music: 63 out of 116 days

What small things did I do the past two days to help build the Honeycomb?
(And what does it mean to “Help build the honeycomb?”)

  • Ate vegetarian food, and used cloth diapers for Mercena;
  • Signed my solidarity with the pro-democracy protesters in Hong Kong;
  • Signed a petition to make it more difficult for those who commit violence against women to purchase firearms;
  • Signed a different petition in support of Komen breaking ties with Baker Hughes, this time to the fracking company itself.

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8weekmercena

(Why am I naming days?)

I’m writing these posts in bed after being incapacitated by the worst back injury of my life yesterday, so please be patient as my pain-addled mind moves through the last few days.

10/9/14, Day 14,037 (Mercena Day 55): Into the Weeds

This was the day I began to feel truly in the weeds with the combined workload of TCG, Flux, NET, my own creative work and Mercena. I don’t remember much else about this day–it’s one reason why I try (though lately fail) to update this daily, because memory makes such quick hash of days once they’re done–but I do remember a breakthrough meeting for TCG’s Fall Forum and the launch of a new trustee initiative, and our now nightly routine of putting Mercena to bed: we change her into her sleeping outfit, read her Goodnight Moon, sing her Turalura and then lay her gently into her bassinet, wishing her sweet dreams. She’s begun to recognize the routine, but depending on how tired she is, she’ll either great it with delight (rare) or fussy resistance (common, but is usually doesn’t last long).

Most promising of all: she’s really begin sleeping five-ish hours a night consistently. Sleeping through the night, here we come (he says with great caution and humility).

10/10/14, Day 14,038 (Mercena Day 56): Mercena EightWeeks; or, What Thursday and Friday Mean to Me Now

Every Thursday since Mercena was born, I think: this is the day we went into labor; every Friday I think, this is the day she was born. We are such pattern hungry creatures and I am more pattern hungry than most. But, it does mirror how my weeks at TCG often feel: by Thursday, the amount of labor seems insurmountable, but by the end of Friday, something new has been moved forward.

So it was with this last Friday, where I put my head down and managed to knock out a bunch of significant projects on my TCG desk. I’d been hoping over this long weekend to polish off the rest, but losing a whole day to my back injury yesterday has me worried I’ll be back into the weeds come Tuesday…

10/11/14, Day 14,039 (Mercena Day 57): FluxForward Close To Boil

Chinaza and I have been working on a anew initiative for Flux that I’m really excited about, and this past Saturday, I spent four+ hours moving it significantly forward. I also sent some love to Allan and Sarah on their anniversary, and went for a beautiful walk with Mercena and Heather. Forest Hills is really beautiful, and we discovered a few areas on our last walk that felt almost European. And as for our daughter, she is becoming more and more a unique human with a personality that is utterly her own. I really do love her more and more every day…

10/12/14, Day 14,040 (Mercena Day 58): Back Brings Me To My Knees

As I was lifting Mercena out of her bouncy seat to ready her of her Ergo walk, pain like I’ve never felt shot through my lower back, and I was barely able to get her on to the changing table before collapsing to my knees. I took me a long time to stand up, so thankfully she was a in a good mood and chirping away on the table as struggled to my feet. Heather was away at a production meeting, and so I needed to swaddle her and put her to sleep somehow before collapsing entirely.

I managed to do it, but not much else. I’ve had back pain before, but nothing like this. Yesterday, I could not find a position that wasn’t significantly painful, even after some pain medication, and I barely slept at all last night. Heather took good care of me, and I distracted myself as best I could.

I’m feeling a little better today–good enough to write this post, at least. I’m trying not to freak out about how much of a setback this injury could be on all things I need to move forward. One painful step at a time.

Technique never stands still: it only advances or retreats…

Writing: 161 out of 208 days (New untitled time play)
Spanish: 134 out of 208 days
Music: 63 out of 114 days

What small things did I do the past four days to help build the Honeycomb?
(And what does it mean to “Help build the honeycomb?”)

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