Scenes From A Cleanup

August 31st, 2010

Tomorrow I’m going to the sight central. To be measured for various glasses. And by measured, I mean of course the size of my head.

Other than that there has not been much happening. It has gotten colder. I miss the warm summer already. I wouldn’t mind moving to a warmer country. I am officially no longer a winter person.

Also, I made a little video of my appartment cleanup project. Which is pretty much done now. I’m not going to say there is no more mess, but now it’s all a pretty well controlled mess. And I have lots more space. Video: youtube.com/watch?v=rTtzUbFBVIg. Various stages of cleaning, over 4-5 days.

I still need to get my new vacuum cleaner working. I am excellent at procrastinating.

Speaking of which…


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Where’s Fluffy?

August 27th, 2010

You’ll never guess what I did today.

Unless you read my facebook.

I went to a concert. For the first time in 2½ years. The first time since I started losing my eyesight.

Not surprisiingly it was a concert with my old classmate Tina Dickow. The 7th time I have seen her live.

It was in downtown Århus. Outdoors and free. A 15 minute bus ride away. So I thought I would give it a try. My parents are on a little trip to Finland, so I had to go by myself. It was somewhat daunting, to be honest. Just being out among so many people, in a place I have not been for many years. Difficult. But it went okay. I found my way there and back again without significant trouble. So that was good. Unfortunately it was hard to enjoy the music. I couldn’t get a good standing position, so I ended up out at the side of the place. Couldn’t see a thing. But of course I wouldn’t have been able to see much even if I’d been dead centre. But the problem was all the people. They seemed more interested in talking than in listening to the show. I really don’t get why you’d even go to the show if you’re going to spend the entire time chatting to friends and family. What’s the point? But oh well, I guess that’s what you can expect at an outdoor, festive venue like that. It was part of the Århus festival week. There are other performers as well. I kinda would have liked to see Ginger Ninja at the same place, tonight. But I don’t want to be out in the dark alone in my condition. It was hard enough in the sunlight.

So musically I didn’t get so much out of it. But it was a little personal victory, being able to go there on my own. Gives me hope that I can go to more concerts in the future. And maybe enjoy them more than this one. I think Tina is playing in Århus again in November, but that’s probably sold out by now anyway. I’m sure I’ll get to see her again in the future.

Here is a little video: youtube.com/watch?v=wWPj-8nBWn8. You can see the conditions. It probably would have been better in a central position, where people were a little more interested in the music. And in the shade of Århus Cathedral.

While I was waiting for my bus home, a guy came up and started talking to me. He seemed very friendly, he was waiting for the same bus as me and he wanted to help me get on the right one and get a seat and so on. Very helpful. And nice. Until we were talking about how some bus drivers don’t stop correctly so handicapped people can get in at the front. And the guy said about the drivers “it’s mostly those black ones”. Because of my phobia and the general stress of the situation I was just agreeing and not saying much to the things he were saying, so when he said that I just said “mhm yup” and nodded. And then it registered with me what he had said. And I thought “what the hell?”. I wish I was the kind of person who could speak up and say something against that kind of thing. But I did not. He just kept on talking about other things and I kept on nodding. And apart from that one remark, he really seemed like a very nice and caring person. Odd. I have never had a problem with “black bus drivers”. In fact I remember writing about that one time when I had the same bus driver going to the playground and going back. And how nice that driver was. I do believe that was a foreigner. So I have no reason to think that “blacks” don’t understand the correct way to treat the handicapped.

Actually, if anything I have the sense that immigrants are more polite and helpful than “the whites”. But that’s a stereotype too of course.

I may not be completely colour blind. But it sure ain’t far from it.

Another thing that guy said, was that he’d rather be deaf than blind. And I agreed with that too, of course. And meant it. The concert would have been (more) pointless if I had been deaf. And a world without music would be a sad thing. But I tell you, it’s not fun being blind. Even almost blind, that is not fun at all. If I had the choice, I’d rather be deaf.

But no point thinking about that. Adopt, adapt and improve.

And end entry.


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I Am Sun Part 2

August 20th, 2010

Good news from the playground. Hans is all better. Up and running around. I went to see him yesterday and he seemed very well. Happy for treats and scratchies.

Video proof: youtube.com/watch?v=IDopXOw8JfI. There is also a hello to a new pony. Fernando. He’s a lil black one. To my weak eyes he looks a lot like Musse, our old lady, who left a while ago. If he is anywhere near as nice as she was, then we’ll be just fine.

Sille wasn’t too happy with him being there, though. She’s the big boss of the horses. So she tried to make Fernando feel welcome by chasing him around a little. I’m sure they’ll get along, though. And while that was happening Felix came over to the fence and said hello to Grethe. She seemed a little uneasy about it. Those horsies are awfully big.

In other playground news, it seems that Kurt has retired. That is too bad. He’s a great, great guy. I will miss him at the playground. He still has his own place with goats and sheep and so on, so he’ll still have some contact with the playground in those regards. And he should still be taking Hans some time in the future.

He’s been gone a long time, Kurt. I know he’s had physical problems with stress and such. I hope he’ll have a nice, stress-free life now. Although owning goats doesn’t sound stress-free to me!

I’ve had a nice couple of days. Seeing Hans get better. Getting lots of packages in the mail. Dinner with the parents. A great Brøndby result in the UEFA cup. Gotten some eyedrops from the hospital that may get me back a little of the brightness in my vision. Just a little. Maybe. But all in all, nice days. All I need is the sun to come back.

Guess it was a mistake to do that rain dance.


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Tea Eye

August 18th, 2010

Today was the return to the hospital. For a checkup on the old eyes.

It did not go quite as I had hoped. I was hoping I could get the secondary cataract treatment soon. But the doc recommended waiting a few months yet. And he also implied that it probably would not make a big difference. I was hoping I could get back to the quality of vision I had the first week after the last surgery. But it seems maybe I shouldn’t quite expect that. In any case, it’s back to waiting. And I have been discharged from the hospital system, so now it’s back to my private eye doctor. We’ll go see him in a couple of months and then we’ll see what happens.

Slightly better news is that we can go ahead and look at glasses now. The secondary cataracts shouldn’t have any influence on the glasses situation. So we can get started on that. See if regular glasses can do anything for me. If I can get reading glasses. And filter glasses for the sunshine.

Don’t need no filter glasses right now. The sun has gone missing. And the rain has come. I was planning to go to the playground and check up on Hans after the hospital visit. But it ended up taking hours with the doctors and I had my eyes eyedropped and photos taken of them, which always hurts them. And the rain was pouring down outside. So I was not up for a playground trip. Maybe I’ll get a chance to go tomorrow. Depending on the weather, and whether I decide to stay in and wait for the mailman. I have ordered lots of new stuff and would like to be here to receive it. We’ll see. I’m sure by now Hans is jumping around and eating as much as he can. Goats are smart, but they don’t always learn their lessons.

Here is a video of Hans, you can see he’s not his usual lively self: youtube.com/watch?v=FcaB3uxBVl8.

Also a video of my eyes: youtube.com/watch?v=m2eqp8Hisf8. It is not really very pleasant vieweing. So you may want to skip it.

I wish I could.

But onwards and upwards.


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Under The Weather

August 16th, 2010

I am pretty much done cleaning my apartment. I have been through everything now. I just need my dad to pick up all the stuff that we’ll be selling or giving away. And then tidy up a few loose ends. But other than that, it’s all done. I have thrown out so much junk. You would not believe it. I practically have twice as much space in here now. I could house a couple of goats I bet. Hmm…

Noe I need to get my new vacuum cleaner working. And wash the floor. We’ll see how that goes.

Today I went and saw the goats. I almost didn’t get to go, because it was raining really hard outside when I got up. But it quieted down a little and eventually I was able to go. I think the sun even came out.

Little Hans was not doing so well when I got there. He was lying down in some hay. And he didn’t even react when he saw me. He didn’t get up or baah or anything. Normally he’s very excited to see me. I mean, all goats I have known are usually quite excited when people start coming into their fold. So I knew something was wrong. I went up and asked the staff if they knew what was up. Per said that he had probably been overeating during the weekend. Maybe he got in the fodderboxes, I don’t know. But they assured me they’d keep an eye on him. And I think Per called the vet too.

I’m sure he’ll be fine, Hans. But it was strange and a little sad seeing him like that. Normally goat kids are so full of energy and bouncing all over the place. Today he spent most of the time I was there just lying down. He did get up a little. Walked around slowly. But not much. He seemed very tired. And not at all interested in treats or scratchies. You know a goat isn’t feeling well when they don’t want any of those things. Poor little guy.

Grethe and Magnethe were both fine and were not at all unhappy to receive treats and scratchies. I think Grethe actually somewhat enjoyed not having to fight her brother for my attention.

But I hope he’ll feel better soon, the little trooper.

Tomorrow I have foot therapy and Wednesday it’s back to the hospital to have my eyes looked at. Fingers crossed.


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