Thursday, April 11, 2019

Adventure

Hi,

I guess you know what I’m going to say.  The sky is still dirty and the air is still hot.  Actually, it’s hotter than yesterday.  The forecasts for next week are calling for temps over 100°F almost all week.  Songkran should be very welcome.

You may have noticed that I did not label this song as a ‘Zany Day’ item, but the loop it can cause is just that.
I’ve tried so hard, hard to be patient, hoping you’ll stop this infatuation.  But each time you are together, I’m so afraid I’ll be losing you forever.  __! __ __ __ __ __, before you break my heart (Baby, think it over)….”  Clue:  This is the last verse.  The first word should be the clue.  Think: Big red sign, hit the breaks.

The Festival of Songkran begins officially on Saturday, but one enthusiastic group threw water at Cat this afternoon on her way home from the hospital.  This is that time of year when water may appear from out of the blue (except the sky) and you may throw some back if you have it.  In the past, we have learned to stay inside during this exaggeration of a traditional holiday.  When we do leave home, we keep the windows up, as always.  The high heat and lack of rain, combined with the general mass frustration with the air quality will probably make this one of the wildest 10 days of the year.  Technically, the holiday is from 13 to 16, but everyone knows that Songkran is 10 days.  

I packed an overnight bag plus a few extras and went to Bangkok Hospital for my stay with Lisa.  This will be her last night at the hospital.  Cat stayed all day yesterday and spent the night.  When not visiting, she spent most of her time working on a huge homework assignment that she wanted to finish before Songkran.  Nothing like a deadline.  Today, Atom came and they had a good visit.  Lisa also had a long talk with our friend Nita, who we stay with in Bangkok with her husband James.  Hospitals can be a lonely place and it’s nice to know you’re not alone.  

Natcha made dinner for us and packed it and bowls of cut fruit.  It was a feast.  She made broiled salmon, mashed potatoes, and an unknown vegetable.  We got a call from her this afternoon telling us that our new mattress would be delivered this evening.  Ironically, she just sent a photo of the workers trying to make the turn on the stairs.  They made it.  We thought it was coming tomorrow.  Oh well.  It will be nice for tomorrow’s nap.

Hospital stories:  There is a row of lights at baseboard level behind the head of the bed.  Any movement turns the lights on, which is good if a patient needs to get out of bed.  When the patient has a guest who is sleeping on the couch, it poses a problem.  Cat said that every time she changed positions, or stretched, the lights came on.  She told me I should cover my eyes so as not to see the light (555).  While I was relaxing on the couch this afternoon, I noticed four ropes dancing on the wind.  I was surprised and very curious until Lisa told me it was window washers and they had already done the 4th floor and were working their way up.  There are drapes covering the big window in the room and they’re motor operated.  If you tug on one side, they slowly open or close.  There’s also a remote in case the touch isn’t perfect.  Lisa’s doctor came by the room to see how she was doing.  He won’t see her in the morning because he has to go to Chiang Mai to see his mom, who has been affected by the smog.  He’s a very warm guy who cares a lot.  

From the front yard: Gong has one wheel reassembled with new parts and it looks like the seat got re-covered.  When I mentioned it to Natcha this morning she laughed and said, ‘too old’, meaning he’s making it look new again.  
Here’s a pic of how it looked yesterday.


This photo is a painting behind the bed in Lisa’s room at the hospital.  Nice for guest, lost on patient.


If all goes as planned, we’ll be home in time for lunch.  Cat will come back and help us ‘move out’.  

Have a Thrilling Thursday.

                        Peace,
                                  Danny
  
“One way to get the most
out of life is to look upon it as
an adventure.
~William Feather

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