I had a good Bikram class. I was still on my back. About two-thirds of the way through the class, my left thigh gave out. I did some self-massage with my tennis ball. At the end of the class, I could get up and walk out.
When I got home, I called Juice Plus to order two cases of their chocolate drink. I also looked for information on material that would silence noise coming from my house down to Yvette and Josh's. We tried to get Yvette and Josh's ceiling fixed so they didn't hear every little contact with the floor up here. Somehow, it's never happened. We just had another attempt to do it that misfired, so we went back to the drawing board.
The original idea was to drill holes into the drywall on the ceiling and spray in insulating foam. I haven't contacted someone from one of those companies to find out if that would work. The problem would be that you wouldn't know if the foam was distributed evenly. I found one company that sells acoustic panels with an R factor of 13. My research showed that closed-cell material would work better than open-celled, like Great Stuff. The more expanded project means that we would have to take down the ceiling's drywall, place the acoustic panels, and put up new drywall. It would be worth it for me to know that they do not hear every pin drop up here. I hope the project gets done – finally.
I got an email from John, Jean's husband, saying that the surgery had been successful. She only had a double bypass; her heart was beating well on its own now. Yeah!!!!!!! What a relief!!!
I got a call from the acupuncture office telling me that Chinese herbs were in. I told the receptionist I had been out of the pills for five days, and my body was reacting to the chemical change. She said, "Huh?" then I got a call from the acupuncturist. I told her that it had been a miracle that she had persuaded me to take 12 pills a day in the first place. I was not comfortable having been taken off it and then going back on. The first thing she said was, "I told you they were coming in on the 10th!" Note: today is the fourteenth. Then she said, "You said it was working." Not exactly. I said I couldn't be sure. I had milder ones, but I was also in places where I was always cold: Portland, Seattle, San Francisco, and then LA. When I came back to HI, they had gotten somewhat worse again. She continued arguing, pointing out how I was wrong. I said I didn't want to argue, and I thought I had better cancel our future appointment for acupuncture. The next thing she said was, "She hung up on me!" I hear her problem. My work as a teacher and as a healer isn't mainstream either. It is painful to be dismissed, but I am not up to people who argue with me, starting with "I told you" and "But you said." Frankly, I would prefer bad hot flashes. I'm just not up to it. I have enough on my plate. I will work on differences with my nearest and dearest, but service providers, Nah. I made several other phone calls to friends and service providers. I want to report those calls went well.
I did a lot of work on the blog today. After dinner, I went into the library. My back was problematic, but I worked on several shelves that were at an easy-reach height. I found two (2) books on shelves I had checked I don't know how many times before. This system of alphabetically arranging each shelf seems to produce gold. It is still a slow, slow process.
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Musings:
Jesus is the picture of perfect divine altruism, sacrificing himself for man as a model for our behavior. Question: is giving your life the only criterion for sacrifice for others? Well, that's an easy one. I just say no. How about the more difficult sacrifice: accepting that our way of doing something is not the only way of doing it, including how the toilet paper goes on the roller.
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