Thursday, August 6, 2009

Dandelion Break

I have to take a break.

I keep hearing two things over and over in my head - I've barely slept at all in a week.

...Tinnitus at its worse...

"Mommy, help me, Mommy! Help me! Mo! Mo! (gasping) Mommy!"

a dandelion
The other thing is..."You missed that exit a long time ago and you are on the road to nowhere now."

Be well and always dream big.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Photos from the Attic

Recently a friend of mine had many of her old photographs exposed to moisture from all the wind-driven rain we have been having this summer. I immediately took the time to drag the boxes I had containing photographs out of the attic. I was thinking since things at work was slow, I'd use the time to sort them out and see what I had.

I was also looking for one specific photograph.

a box full of photographs spread out on a desk
I discovered I had a much larger project than expected on my hands. Four boxes used to archive filing cabinet boxes worth of photos to be exact - and little to no discernible to order to be had.

endless sea of photographs in piles
Intermixed with the photos were souvenirs such as napkins from a restaurant in Malibu California, a 1993 Phillies game 5 World Series scorecard and ticket stub - They won 2-0 behind Curt Schilling but went on to lose game 6 and the final game in Toronto.

postcard from holladn showing windmill and tulips
I even found over 200 postcards from friends - sent from all over the world. Netherlands with its tulips, Thailand, the Virgin Islands, Ireland, Vienna, Indianapolis, Sea World (Florida), Yellowstone National Park, Seattle, Nova Scotia, Bermuda, Pearl harbor, and even the OK Corral in Tombstone Arizona - just to mention a few.

I found pictures I didn't know I even had. Including photographs of my father and grandparents. Its been slow going and very difficult emotionally - I calculate I have close to 12,000 photographs to plow through and I am about half way today.

me and my two brothers (the older one is hanging over the side), mom and dad in the very first boat my Dad owned
Here is a black and white photograph, probably taken by my Grandfather, of me and my two brothers (the older one is hanging over the side), mom and dad in the very first boat my Dad owned taken around 1967-8.

my Dad dressed in his Army uniform holding my big brother in his arms 1959
Here is an early color picture of my Dad dressed in his Army uniform holding my big brother in his arms. I wasn't born yet at the time this picture was taken in the spring of 1959.

I've not found "the" picture I am looking for yet. I might be in box #5 which I just discovered last night.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Excitement at the Wharf

Anaphylaxis is a severe, systemic allergic reaction characterized by multisystem involvement, including the skin, airway, vascular system, and gastrointestinal tract.

Severe cases may result in complete obstruction of the airway, cardiovascular collapse, and death.

jelly fish
On Saturday, a 10 year old girl was swimming in the Chester River at the isolated "Dog Walk Beach", when she swam into a stinging Sea Nettle, a Jelly fish (Chrysaora Quinquecirrha) - she was unfortunately highly allergic.

Within moments her face began to swell and her throat was partially blocked by the swelling. She was hauled up into the boat and a call was made to her Grandmother who had stayed behind in Chester the Peacock's boat.

A shout was heard - "Does anyone know CPR and what to do?!?" She quickly filled in the crowd that soon gathered at the dock on what had happened.

I looked at the navigation charts and determined that the Wharf was the nearest place for the houseboat to dock and meet a Rescue Squad. Soon that information was relayed to the boat where the Captain had already decided the very same thing and was now on its way to the wharf at top speed. I told the grandmother they would be at the dock in 10 or 15 minutes.

I told her my CPR certification had expired, but no one else was volunteering.

Someone asked the grandmother to tell the girl's mother to call 911 and talk to them about the CPR. I chimed in with "Tell her to spray vinegar on the girl's face to counteract the stinging poison." The distraught mother of the little girl wouldn't hang up to call 911 - The call to 911 was made by three separate people at the Wharf and three different rescue squads were within moments enroute the dock.

I was then handed the phone and told, "Tell her how to do CPR, now!"

I stammered in protest...and had time only to calm the mother down after I finally got through to her who I was and why she had to be calm - her girl needed to be treated for shock; laid down, kept warm, calmed down and made to remain as calm as possible - and she, being the girl's Mom, was the best one to do just that.

I fought my failing memory and rising panic for what to do next, repeating softly, "That's it, be calm." as much for them as for myself. A blocked airway would mean the situation was way beyond CPR. Just then I heard a shout. The houseboat was spotted roaring up the river just as the first of the Rescue Squad appeared roaring down the long driveway.

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I told her that help was ready at the dock - and that seem to calm her more than anything else.

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I have never witnessed a finer moment of seamanship and boat handling (under huge stress or otherwise) then when the girl's grandfather brought the houseboat into the dock in one quick, efficient movement. A waiting group of people soon fastened the dock lines - and two paramedics were aboard even before that.

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The wharf was in chaos. People stood and gaped at the commotion. I closed the cell phone in my hand for the line had already gone dead and gave it to the grandmother and helped her off the boat she was on and up the dock to meet the rest of her family members. She was quickly lost in the arms of her husband and daughter.

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The 10 year girl was quickly carried to the waiting ambulance - where they gave her a couple injections.

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...and then the ambulance roared off to the hospital leaving behind a crowd of concerned and stunned people mixed in with the oblivious ones wondering when they might use the boat ramp.

Several very long hours later, I heard a knock on the window of the boat - and I was filled in on the prognosis - the little girl was recovering nicely and was expected to be alright and go home the following day.

"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewww...."

Today, I filled out an application for a CPR refresher course. I do not ever want to be caught as off-guard and ill-prepared as I was...a young child in distress is horrible enough to endure but to be completely unable to do anything made it unbearable.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

A Full Scholarship!

This afternoon, the gang in the office was starting to look a bit hungover from LadyStyx's week long (or longer) birthday party when they got some wonderful news. And of course, the celebration had to go on!

That is, after Miss Illinois' weed smoke clears and the party animals get something to eat. I heard them chanting for triangular slices of pizza with orange peppers on them.

The guy from Dominos is going to be in for a surprise when Multo answers the door.

Anyway - here is the news flash!

Miss George, Pointy hair boss, Little Iggy, Multo looking a bit party weary and Miss Geogia has a 'F' and 'U' letter sewn on her
Lovely lil' Miss Georgia is going to Funnel University this autumn on a full Roads Scholarship where she will be majoring in Advanced Asphalt Technology and minoring in Paving with Sticky Tars!

I'm sure her education will have some of the usual potholes, pitfalls and other slip ups along with some hard choices.

Choices such as which Sorority she should stack up with? Lambda Theta Alpha or Always Pie Orange.

And which electives she should take? I know choosing between Trenches and Ditches or Slippery Wet Floors is always a difficult for the youngsters!

I hope she takes my favorite ethics class - Standing on Guard or Let 'em Trip?

Anyway her going away party ought to cement a concrete bond between her and the Beauty Queenies she is leaving in the dust.

Let's all wish her well with her collegiate career!