Flying in, I hear that the anti-seizure drip kicked in – much better than having to make a breathing tube decision. Especially when your Dad emphatically stated “no tubes”…
I arrive and drive straight to the hospital. It’s 9:30 pm on a Saturday in the Midwest, the emergency room is almost empty and I have to wander through a labyrinth to find the Neuro ICU.
…arriving to someone who can open his eyes and someone who can’t get their words out, but knows where the toilet is and gets the message across clearly by sliding to the edge of the bed, then stands/walks (shuffles) with moderate+ help and does the bm business well in a semi-private mode. (my Dad will kill himself not to use a pan, apparently) Things are looking up!
It reminds me of M being sick and being so happy when he had a moment, too. It’s a basic action in Life that sets the tune for self-care in sickness and in health.
non-sexual gratification via scat
Now, as I look out on 6+ inches (15.2 cm) of new snow and drinking coffee, I’m devising a plan for getting my Mom “with it”.
Argh! I just realized it’s still snowing. OMG, my Dad still has my snowblower from when I lived in the Midwest. Time to ask for neighborly help with clearing the driveway.
dievca’s reference to “scat play” is something she and Master are not into – but BM’s are a part of our health and something dievca is learning to be fascinated with in regards to health….a fact of a healthy Life.
If you were curious about scat play in regards to BDSM, here’s information via Wiki:
Coprophilia (from Greek κόπρος, kópros—excrement and φιλία, philía—liking, fondness), also called scatophilia or scat (Greek: σκατά, skatá-feces),
is the paraphilia involving sexual arousal and pleasure from feces. In the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM), published by the American Psychiatric Association, it is classified under 302.89 – Paraphilia NOS (Not Otherwise Specified) and has no diagnostic criteria other than a general statement about paraphilias that says “the diagnosis is made if the behavior, sexual urges, or fantasies cause clinically significant distress or impairment in social, occupational, or other important areas of functioning”. Furthermore, the DSM-IV-TR notes, “Fantasies, behaviors, or objects are paraphilic only when they lead to clinically significant distress or impairment (e.g. are obligatory, result in sexual dysfunction, require participation of non-consenting people, lead to legal complications, interfere with social relationships)”.
Although there may be no connection between coprophilia and sadomasochism (SM), the limited data on the former comes from studies of the latter. A study of 164 men in Finland from two SM clubs found that 18.2% had engaged in coprophilia; 3% as a sadist, 6.1% as a masochist, and 9.1% as both. 18% of heterosexuals and 17% of homosexuals in the study pool had tried coprophilia, showing no statistically significant difference between heterosexuals and homosexuals. In a separate article analyzing 12 men who engaged in bestiality, an additional analysis of an 11-man subgroup revealed that 6 had engaged in coprophilic behavior, compared with only 1 in the matched control group consisting of 12 SM-oriented males who did not engage in bestiality.
The light shines on the City as dievca finally finishes moving.
Photo: dievca NYC 01/2018
Explosive cyclogenesis (also called a weather bomb, meteorological bomb, explosive development, or bombogenesis) refers in a strict sense to a rapidly deepening extratropical cyclonic low-pressure area.
“Bomb cyclones” or “weather bombs” are wicked winter storms that can rival the strength of hurricanes and are so-called because of the process that creates them: bombogenesis. It’s a mouthful of a meteorology term that refers to a storm (generally a non-tropical one) that intensifies very rapidly.
Can you get a cold upon a cold? Yes. Does it make you sound sexy? Not Really.
Should you get out of the apartment during a snowstorm? Yes.
Should you shovel? No.
Yesterday, dievca woke up to a little bit of snow. In her Midwestern Winter superior tones she texted Master who was in charge of shoveling an elderly friend’s stoop/sidewalk to say, “These sissy NY-ers, they get all wound up about a little snow!”
Later in the morning dievca walked to work:
It ended up a pretty good snowstorm! 10th Ave with the new construction was a Wind Tunnel.
And dievca was happy she wasn’t around to help Master shovel. she did her duty at her Parent’s house the week before. Good news, Master didn’t throw His back out. XO
But I don’t live in Wisconsin…
It’s cold. No, it’s not Montana, North Dakota, Canada cold – but it’s enough to worry about windchill when you ride a bike to work and the wind comes off the river and whips through the buildings. dievca was pedalling at a standstill today.
This chart is her friend:
Today’s (Thursday’s) temps in Celsius were -11C (low) to -7.22C (high) winds running at 5-10 mph with gusts at 22 mph. Fahrenheit 12F (low) to 19F (high). It will continue to be cold through the New Year.
dievca’s ride is less than 30 minutes, so she has been good. But, it makes for tears, frozen breath, and ridiculous-looking layered outfits. When its cold, fashion goes out the window….
Apparently that is the theme, this week, safety first.
Here are dievca’s cold weather standbys:
dievca wishes you luck and stay warm.
Traditional Christmas Eve luminarias are said to originate from the merchants of Spain. They were impressed with Chinese paper lanterns and decided to make their own version when they returned to New Spain; particularly during the Christmas season.
Luminarias are made from brown paper bags partially filled with sand to weigh them down and hold a candle. The bags are then illuminated from within by a lit candle. The bags are sometimes arranged in rows to create large and elaborate displays. Sometimes they line the sides of a driveway or sidewalk. The hope among Roman Catholics is that the lights will guide the spirit of the Christ child to one’s home.
Every year, dievca and her Dad would battle the Midwest snow, wind, rain, etc. to put the luminarias down the driveway. Some years it was gorgeous and worked well and others ~ a messy disaster. It was always attempted to make dievca’s Mother happy. “If Momma ain’t happy, ain’t no ‘body happy.”
I guess dievca could line her fire escape with the luminaria, but it wouldn’t be the safest thing — falling through the slats… Instead, she will light her candles to welcome Christmas with about 10 friends. Buddhist, Jewish, Agnostic, Catholic – doesn’t matter – its sharing. Some friends will stop for a drink, others will stay until they head out to Midnight Mass – but all are without Family on Christmas Eve – so we make our own.
You are welcome to join us.
Just look for dievca’s candlelight to guide your way.
NYC is getting colder and dievca is seeing chunky knit hats on the streets. Barneys seems to have a great selection if you need to pick-up a beautiful last-minute gift for the dievca in your Life.
Wommelsdorff, Eugenia Kim and Lola Hats (dievca’s pick down below).
dievca tried on a bunch, but she like the Lola’s Hats Alpaca/Wool Blends:
Her coat is this:
Master and a good friend weighed in….which hat do you think won?
Storm Helena 2017, dumped 5.1 inches at Central Park in New York City. Not too much, but more than expected. On a Saturday, snow doesn’t cause too much trouble in NYC and in this case, most of it was gone by Sunday.
But dievca had ridden her bike into work on that Saturday and needed it for Monday morning, so she rode it home behind a:
she was planning to walk the bike home, but when she saw the scooter, she hopped behind it. Staying inside their wheel tracks on the Hudson Pathway until she crossed into midtown on the relatively clear streets. No sliding occurred.
dievca wanted to get her bike home but she was also in a hurry because she left work late and was supposed to meet her friends on the Upper West Side. A clothing change was required from the morning and the snow was kicking in a bit harder.
dievca was meeting friends at the Hungarian Pastry Shop, Amsterdam and 111th
Address: 1030 Amsterdam Ave, New York, NY 10025
Telephone: (212) 866-4230
At the cafe, she had excellent hot apple cider, shared some cherry strudel, apple strudel and a cream puff. The strudel was not quite as good as her Grandmother’s, but Grandma died when dievca was in 7th Grade, so this was a treat. The creampuff’s pastry part was excellent, but the cream filling didn’t beat the one’s you can buy at the Wisconsin State Fair. Overall, very good treats – dievca recommends it, and of course the company of friends sharing hot apple cider and conversation on a snowy day can’t be beat. XO