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An unexpectedly busy weekend

Posted: 15 September 2002 at 00:56:39

So many mildly significant things have happened lately, it's been hard to determine when I should post a new Fozzolog. It seems critical mass has been met because here this is.

As the bathroom turns

My dad paged me yesterday while I was at work. I called him back and he said that he and my mom had been talking about driving up to our house in Hyrum today to help us with some projects like finishing the bathroom and cleaning the house.

This took me by surprise because I hadn't talked to either of them about wanting them to come up. Heck, I hadn't really even planned anything this weekend because I was worried it would be like the last two weekends when I had a lot of stuff planned and felt bad I didn't get much done. I was really planning on taking it easy this weekend.

It was great, however, that my parents wanted to come up and help us. In the end, we got a lot of stuff done and I am grateful for their assistance.

My dad and I installed the duct and outside vent for the bathroom fan and then he finished framing up the bathroom walls and ceiling while I installed the HVAC duct and vent.

Meanwhile, my mom and Christine did some cleaning and painting.

When we were finished with that, I treated everyone to dinner at Ruby Tuesday in Logan.

Deterioration

Ever since I started working in Orem, my health has been unpredictable. This has been due to a number of factors, I believe. First, I'm eating less healthy food and in larger servings. Second, my activity level has decreased. I'm spending a lot more time just sitting and less time moving around.

My change in lifestyle has disrupted my exercise routines as well. On top of all this, it's very strange for me to get up before 9 or 10 in the morning and I have to get up around 7 every weekday morning. My body still wants to stay up until midnight or 1 a.m. This makes for less energy and more grogginess during the day.

I think I'm getting hold of these issues, though. I'm eating less and I'm eating less heavy food and more salads. I think that helps. I'm also trying to find room for regular exercise in my routines.

Lately, I've thought about the fact that I'm so reliant on science and medicine for my well being. Well, more so than more people. I haven't been thinking this because I feel sorry for myself or anything like that. It's just an observation.

Between my hearing loss corrected by hearing aids, my poor eyesight corrected by contacts or glasses, and my diabetes corrected by glucose monitoring and insulin injections, it seems fairly obvious that my life would be quite different — and possibly non-existent — if it were not for the fruits of science and medicine.

If I were born a century earlier, I know my life would be much different (aside from the obvious temporal differences). Without the aid of electronic hearing amplification, I'm sure I would not have gotten such a good education and would not have developed as strong of relationships as I have.

I also would have probably died early because understanding of diabetes simply didn't exist then. When treatment for diabetics did start, it was crude and risky. If I did manage to get treatment in time, I probably would have suffered all kinds of side effects.

With these ideas in mind, I feel I owe my life — and, perhaps more importantly, my quality of life — to science and medicine. Good work guys.

Working, selling, buying

We signed with ERA Advantage Realty yesterday to sell our house. The by-owner thing wasn't generating much of anything. We're hoping our realtor can get our house sold so we can move south.

It's been so hard to find locations in the Salt Lake or Utah valleys (yeah, I'm actually considering Utah valley now) which have good broadband coverage. One spot I found which looks promising is Eagle Mountain and a development called The Ranches.