{"id":7086,"date":"2020-03-05T10:50:16","date_gmt":"2020-03-05T17:50:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/?p=7086"},"modified":"2020-03-21T12:26:09","modified_gmt":"2020-03-21T19:26:09","slug":"mar-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/2020\/03\/05\/mar-5\/","title":{"rendered":"Mar 5 Coffee"},"content":{"rendered":"

“If this is coffee, please bring me some tea; but if this is tea, please bring me some coffee.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

Abraham Lincoln<\/strong><\/p>\n

I went to a lot of trouble to get a hot cup of coffee. To me, it is the only cup that matters. If I have others during the day, really they are just maintenance.<\/p>\n

I woke to the sound of hungry cats, I crawled out of my bed, really my couch, far more comfortable than my bed. I slowly shuffled out to assess the things that needed doing.<\/p>\n

Cats were out of water, food and litter boxes needed changing. The fire was low but still burning. Coffee cup empty.<\/p>\n

Loaded the fire, kept new logs to the sides, soon cat boxes filled with wood pellets, poop and urine would be helping with the days heat.<\/p>\n

Got cat food for the cats. Water soon to follow, last night’s snow melt was ready to go. I filled the cat’s bowls, and the rest went to the stage one filtering bucket. From there it would replenish the stage two container with the Berkey filters.<\/p>\n

Overnight the filters made freshwater, that went into a kettle on a camp stove for coffee. I went back to my chores, checked the fire. By the time I returned, the camp stove had run out of propane. I would need to change that.<\/p>\n

I felt the kettle it seemed hot enough for coffee. I knew I was wrong as I poured it. I went with that anyways and regretted it. I don’t waste so I drank it. Yuck luke warm brown water.<\/p>\n

I watched the latest episode of Kim’s Convenience while I drank that liquid.<\/p>\n

After that I could hear the fire crackling, I decided I was going to make a hot cup. Again I filled the kettle with filtered water, this time put it on the woodstove.<\/p>\n

If I was to do the litter boxes I would need another bag of wood pellets, those were in the back of the van in the garage. I went out grabbed a 40 pound bag, carefully navigated through the maze of engine hoists and car parts, the very place that had caused broken toes and a fractured elbow, and got back inside. I poured the bag through my homemade funnel fashioned from a Costco water bottle into two big plastic containers. Those made it easier to fill the cat boxes.<\/p>\n

Now the fun part, filling the woodstove with poopy pellets, you want to do this quickly, efficiently without causing spillage or smoke. But before that, I needed to check the kettle on top of the stove and make sure it was hot enough for coffee.<\/p>\n

It wasn’t so I pulled up my milk crate stool put my back to the fire and waited for me and my water to warm up.<\/p>\n

A few minutes later the kettle was steaming, and it was time to do the poop maneuver. I opened the door to woodstove, and hurled the wooden powder as far into the woodstove as I could. It would take three throws to get it all in there. Smoke did happen, minor spillage did happen.<\/p>\n

I opened the door to the outside to let the smoke out for a few minutes, cleaning the spillage would have to wait. My Canadian Tire $7.99 on sale wooden handled corn broom has a broken handle for the third time, and is drenched in wood glue and covered with clamps. It should be ready tomorrow.<\/p>\n

Now I am finally ready to make that coffee, hot water poured over fresh coffee in a bamboo filter. I can hardly wait.<\/p>\n

Coffee in cup morning chores done, I get comfortable on my couch, unlock my tablet start watching Stumptown, have that first sip and it tastes….<\/p>\n

Awful, I must have put too much coffee in the filter or the Gods of coffee are punishing me. Oh well, there is always tomorrow.<\/p>\n

I spent the afternoon sick again, dizziness, nausea, and both hands numb. All my joints were sore as normal left wrist very sore. Every time I moved my neck I\u00a0 felt some weird sensations in my brain, not sure what that was. I have experienced\u00a0 BPPV twice before, it wasn’t that but something else. I have pain in my lower abdomen and even lower in my groin.<\/p>\n

It could be I strained muscles down there, if I\u00a0 did it was in my sleep. I also have an old skull injury from when I was 14, it hurts almost from the inside. Most of this happens when I lie down. When I\u00a0 try to walk is when I have balance problems. I almost forgot the fatigue, memory loss and ever-present tinnitus. Vision problems when I get tired.<\/p>\n

I am writing this here so when I find a doctor who will actually do something, I can tell them what is going on.<\/p>\n