It has been a frantic week for me over here. I’m way behind today, so forgive me if this week’s issue seems a bit hurried, and is in a much different format.
Renee had a heart catheterization/ biopsy on Wednesday, which is a normal part of after-care from her heart transplant that happened 7 years ago last week. This is basically to make sure the heart is working as it should, which it seems to be. It also ensures her body is not rejecting the new heart, which it always wants to do, and which is why she takes anti-rejection meds, which suppress her immune system, which is why she has been hiding for the last 30 months or so. We haven’t received the full report, but the early indicators seem positive.
I am, however, way behind on my writing as a result. I only published one thing this week: The other side, where I tell a story and talk a bit about my trauma response to COVID.
Additionally, I have several projects in limbo because I am waiting on other people to do things, so I don’t know where to put my energy right now. As a result, I have a pile of unfinished projects and just feel behind and flustered. I don’t like this feeling at all and will be glad when I can move forward.
I will have been writing at Humidity and Hope for a year on the 29th of August. I have, thus far, published 211 pieces there. A thing I will do beginning the first newsletter in September is to link to something I wrote that week the year before.
Last weekend I made pickled red onions in anticipation of some pork tacos we had on Monday night. As I said on Facebook, I like to have a jar of pickled onions around in case of an emergency.
As someone who prefers tart t sweet, I love every kind of pickle. Garlic was on sale at the store this week. I bought a bunch and will be fermenting garlic this weekend, using these weights, these lids, and some wide-mouth mason jars. I will report back on how it goes.
And lastly – a barred owl visited my wildlife pond and was just chilling.
Take care, friends. I hope your weekend is amazing.