Since I have german and english readers here, and want to not leave any one of you with the wonky translations of Babelfish, I am going to post bilingual, as in the past, but make two separate postings out of it.
I hope, this way, it is easier and makes for not quite so epic posts.
So in case there is something, you cant read, it is most likely in the other language :-)
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Saturday, January 09, 2010
ribbon colours and their meanings
Today, I was looking at a list that decoded the awareness ribbon colours.
Since there are several meanings to one colour, it is interesting, what is associated all with the purple one.
Cystic Fibrosis which two of my cousins have (had) Marion passed away when she was a little girl, and medicine was not as far advanced back then to prolong her Life. To the same family was born a boy with it, too and he was a Methusalem, outliving the prognosis the doctors gave over decades. This was possible because of the inhalative
treatment and supplements replacing, what his body could not produce itself.
The purple ribbon also wants to raise awareness to religious tolerance, an issue, I really want to emphasize a lot. No matter what religious sect we belong to, we will never know, if ours is the only "right one", so we should accept the diversity.
It also is promoting remembrance and awareness of violence against women, which I was subject to for over eight years of my young life, and it left me with lots of emotional scars.
Alzheimers disease is another meaning to it. We lived with it, my Grandma was having it, and taking care of her at home was a real challenge for us all involved.
Last, but not least it also wants to raise awareness of Epilepsy, which I have to deal with since my brain surgeries in May,June and July of 2008.
Isnt it strange, how so many of the things going on with me or in my family are associated with this one awareness colour?
Since there are several meanings to one colour, it is interesting, what is associated all with the purple one.
Cystic Fibrosis which two of my cousins have (had) Marion passed away when she was a little girl, and medicine was not as far advanced back then to prolong her Life. To the same family was born a boy with it, too and he was a Methusalem, outliving the prognosis the doctors gave over decades. This was possible because of the inhalative
treatment and supplements replacing, what his body could not produce itself.
The purple ribbon also wants to raise awareness to religious tolerance, an issue, I really want to emphasize a lot. No matter what religious sect we belong to, we will never know, if ours is the only "right one", so we should accept the diversity.
It also is promoting remembrance and awareness of violence against women, which I was subject to for over eight years of my young life, and it left me with lots of emotional scars.
Alzheimers disease is another meaning to it. We lived with it, my Grandma was having it, and taking care of her at home was a real challenge for us all involved.
Last, but not least it also wants to raise awareness of Epilepsy, which I have to deal with since my brain surgeries in May,June and July of 2008.
Isnt it strange, how so many of the things going on with me or in my family are associated with this one awareness colour?
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
So spielt das Leben
Ein Telefonat, und ich weiss, wie ich eine Person gluecklich machen kann und ihr das Leben ein bisschen erleichtern.
Auf die Art kann ich sie aus der Ferne Umarmen, und mein Wollschrank wird leerer.
Beide haben was davon.
Auf die Art kann ich sie aus der Ferne Umarmen, und mein Wollschrank wird leerer.
Beide haben was davon.
the circle of life
It was a phone call and an exchange of what is going on in our lives that sparked an idea now, how to make the life of this person happier and give her a hug from far.
I love, when such things occurr, and I can do a stealth project for such beloved people.
I wonder, how she will perceive it.
She will help me reduce my yarn stash, too :-) One hand washes the other.
It will be made of chunky wool and be warm and leaves my stash cupboard a little more decluttered.
I love, when such things occurr, and I can do a stealth project for such beloved people.
I wonder, how she will perceive it.
She will help me reduce my yarn stash, too :-) One hand washes the other.
It will be made of chunky wool and be warm and leaves my stash cupboard a little more decluttered.
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
still recovering/erhole mich immer noch
Since the surgery is over and everything technically went fine, I still need time to adjust. Sleep is a catastrophe at the moment. Meaning not getting enough of it at appropriate times.
I sure hope, that this will not escalate to a maddening situation.
Nachdem die OP jetzt rum ist und technisch alles glatt ging, brauche ich immer noch Zeit, mich einzugewoehnen. Schlafen ist im Moment eine Katastrophe. Das bedeutet, ich kriege nicht genug und auch nicht zu angemessenen Zeiten.
Ich hoffe nur, dass das nicht zu einer wahnsinnig machenden Situation eskaliert.
I sure hope, that this will not escalate to a maddening situation.
Nachdem die OP jetzt rum ist und technisch alles glatt ging, brauche ich immer noch Zeit, mich einzugewoehnen. Schlafen ist im Moment eine Katastrophe. Das bedeutet, ich kriege nicht genug und auch nicht zu angemessenen Zeiten.
Ich hoffe nur, dass das nicht zu einer wahnsinnig machenden Situation eskaliert.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
we have surgery confirmation date / OP Termin steht fest
Everything went so fast now, Friday Nov.20 I have the admittance talk, Monday Nov.23 the surgery will take place. I will stay approximately a week and hope, the whole procedure goes well.
This is all so fast now, I don't know what to think of it.
No time to really fret now, that is good.
Wish me well, pray, meditate or do whatever you can to think of me at those important hours of the 23.
Alles ging jetzt so schnell, Am Freitag 20. November ist das Aufnahmegespraech, Montag, 23. November ist die OP.
ch werde wahrscheinlich eine Woche im Krankenhaus bleiben und hoffe, die ganze Sache wird gut verlaufen.
Das ging jetzt alles so schnell, dass ich nicht weiss, was ich davon halten soll.
Jetzt habe ich keine Zeit, mich verrueckt zu machen, was gut ist.
Wuensch mir alles Gute, bete, meditiere oder tue, was auch immer Du kannst, um an mich zu denken, in den wichtigen Stunden am 23.
This is all so fast now, I don't know what to think of it.
No time to really fret now, that is good.
Wish me well, pray, meditate or do whatever you can to think of me at those important hours of the 23.
Alles ging jetzt so schnell, Am Freitag 20. November ist das Aufnahmegespraech, Montag, 23. November ist die OP.
ch werde wahrscheinlich eine Woche im Krankenhaus bleiben und hoffe, die ganze Sache wird gut verlaufen.
Das ging jetzt alles so schnell, dass ich nicht weiss, was ich davon halten soll.
Jetzt habe ich keine Zeit, mich verrueckt zu machen, was gut ist.
Wuensch mir alles Gute, bete, meditiere oder tue, was auch immer Du kannst, um an mich zu denken, in den wichtigen Stunden am 23.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
mad world
Grocery shopping causes high stress levels to me, so much so, that I avoid it whenever I can.
So most of the times, if I don't feel well at all, I send husband to do the groceries alone.
To not be a total social recluse, and starting to lose my abilities to cope, I go and try if I can still endure this procedure without being a crying basketcase once in a while.
Today, I felt like taking it on, so we shared the shopping list and I wanted to get done with my part fast.
As a highly visual person, I ran into a common problem again.
I just (after about 4 years) got used to the "new" design of the rice package which is to be seen on the right in the picture, so I could go to the shelf, grab and run to the cash register.
Then, again, they change the design so totally, that I do not recognize it as the rice we needed and always bought there.
Is this known to anybody else, or is this the total autistic ubersensitive OCD thing to want everything stay the same?
I mean, come on! Why do products *have to* get a new jacket almost as often as the fashions change? Is it not enough that they blast out commercials to customers about useless products in every corner of the aisle, torture them with cryingly loud advert signs everywhere, and scent the stores with *purchase encouraging* scents?
This all just causes information overload and shutdown in me. It makes me literally wanting to throw up and fall down dizzy.
This is an environment, I can not happily live in.
It can just barely be called survival, if you ask me.
The longing for a little, self sufficient farm, where I can have a room at, do some work with the crop and live a happy, back to basics life gets stronger and stronger.
My only question would be, is there electricity and a way to connect to the internet? because the contacts there do feel more like home than the real life contacts with so many society zombies.
I also would need a way to pursue my crafts (knitting, painting, spinning, maybe weaving and such fibery ways to keep me sane and warm).
There is no real need to use the most recent fashionable clothing, nor is there any need for cosmetics except lotion and shampoo or soap.
Where are those, who think similarly?
Do you want to feed commerce or yourself?
I wish for you to contact me and find a way, how we can establish such an enclave of sanity in the mad world around us.
If you feel as repelled from what is going on out there as I do, maybe, if we gang up, we can make a difference.
So most of the times, if I don't feel well at all, I send husband to do the groceries alone.
To not be a total social recluse, and starting to lose my abilities to cope, I go and try if I can still endure this procedure without being a crying basketcase once in a while.
Today, I felt like taking it on, so we shared the shopping list and I wanted to get done with my part fast.
As a highly visual person, I ran into a common problem again.
I just (after about 4 years) got used to the "new" design of the rice package which is to be seen on the right in the picture, so I could go to the shelf, grab and run to the cash register.
Then, again, they change the design so totally, that I do not recognize it as the rice we needed and always bought there.
Is this known to anybody else, or is this the total autistic ubersensitive OCD thing to want everything stay the same?
I mean, come on! Why do products *have to* get a new jacket almost as often as the fashions change? Is it not enough that they blast out commercials to customers about useless products in every corner of the aisle, torture them with cryingly loud advert signs everywhere, and scent the stores with *purchase encouraging* scents?
This all just causes information overload and shutdown in me. It makes me literally wanting to throw up and fall down dizzy.
This is an environment, I can not happily live in.
It can just barely be called survival, if you ask me.
The longing for a little, self sufficient farm, where I can have a room at, do some work with the crop and live a happy, back to basics life gets stronger and stronger.
My only question would be, is there electricity and a way to connect to the internet? because the contacts there do feel more like home than the real life contacts with so many society zombies.
I also would need a way to pursue my crafts (knitting, painting, spinning, maybe weaving and such fibery ways to keep me sane and warm).
There is no real need to use the most recent fashionable clothing, nor is there any need for cosmetics except lotion and shampoo or soap.
Where are those, who think similarly?
Do you want to feed commerce or yourself?
I wish for you to contact me and find a way, how we can establish such an enclave of sanity in the mad world around us.
If you feel as repelled from what is going on out there as I do, maybe, if we gang up, we can make a difference.
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