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What I’m Up To

27-Jan-12

Because that’s why you’re here, yes?

1) Studying.

2) Loving the kids. I’ve been trying to focus on this so much more than usual.

3) Connecting with the community. Ergo the explosion in Indian friends on FB.

4) Re-connecting with family/friends, and family friends.

5) Snail mail.

6) Taking a break.

Things I haven’t done well:

1) See my wife. I don’t know what the heck happened, but I have barely seen her in the month of January. That’s got to change.

2) Manage the house well (e.g., chores). The house would fall apart without Lisa, no joke.

3) Strike a balance. Everything is chaotic. Tomorrow will be the first day this month where nothing is scheduled. However, my sister is still here so that means nothing.

Motivation

27-Jan-12

Soon…

Drink, part 2

22-Jan-12

Scotch, I like thee. A thimble full, prithee.

A gentle buzz, a little celebratory drink for a day well executed. Saw family, saw friends, and above all celebrated the kids’ birthdays.

Then retired to the basement to crush two exams.

I was karmically rewarded today. Now it’s bed time.

Drink

06-Jan-12

I could use one.

Sometimes

05-Jan-12

I’m channeling this song as I type the following paragraph:

Sometimes CPR doesn’t save a life. Sometimes people just die under your fingers. I watched the person turn blue, and I kept pushing harder. My colleague (a fellow student) asked if I needed a breather, and I grunted no. At one point, she told my supervisor to switch off since I was sweating buckets.

It’s been a month

21-Dec-11

I wasn’t kidding with that post I wrote back in the beginning of November. That’s not to say that nothing has been going on – it has – but I’ve yet to put pen to paper, so to speak.

Everything seemingly is a mess, so many things broken, very very tired but there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. Or maybe it’s one of those torches that’s halfway down the tunnel or maybe it’s that oasis in the desert which is really a mirage, I don’t know.

Shortly after my dad got back from India, my uncle was hit by a motorcycle and landed in the ICU. 2011 has not been kind to the Vasudevan family. Another uncle is surgery getting a hernia worked on as we speak.

But, positives – there are positives. First, the kids are delightfully delightful. We had some hiccups in our trip to NYC, but overall it was tremendous fun. We may need to skip Macy’s going forward, since the last few times they did NOT have the ornaments we looked for and we always seem to get very short fused when we’re there (for a multitude of reasons). But… it’s Macy’s in NYC. Also? the Macy’s in Philly is nicer. Maybe we’ll swap the two. Added bonus: Reading Terminal is down the street of Macy’s, and there’s nothing but overpriced eateries in that area of NYC.

Second is Lisa’s story(ies) to tell.

Third is that I did in fact sell my ipt and ipad1 for an ipad2. Well worth it, just because multitasking and pdf reading work so well. I considered holding out until an ipad3, but there are a couple of rumors that the A6 processor (quad core) won’t make it into the ipad3 by March – in which case, it will have a retina display with an underpowered CPU, leaving the end user with the same problems we saw in the ipad1.

A number of developers mentioned that they hated working with the iphone4 principally because (and I’m paraphrasing here, since I can’t find the link) that ‘no one buys non-retina enabled apps’ and that pushing retina level graphics on underpowered units forced devs to cut corners. It’s true, though – on a retina display, non-retina enabled apps are blurry, even text based ones. It’s a lot to ask to push those kinds of resolutions.

Fourth – the hallway tile is done, the basement tile is done. I went through 35lbs of grout, which is no small feat given that the stuff triggers my asthma like you wouldn’t believe. I had to do that work with an N95 mask strapped on, which added to the discomfort by a factor of 10.

Fifth, my cousin started employ here at my office and I have someone I can rely on. It’s been a great help thus far.

That’s it. I guess I’m not breaking 1000 this year, but hey, eight years of doing this, not bad eh? eh?

Feel better, Leesie

Writer’s Block

27-Nov-11

I’ve deleted so many drafts, it’s getting embarrassing. So, here’s an amalgamation of things.

1) We’re back from upstate NY. Lisa’s parents’ new house is nice – the kids have space to run. They enjoyed their time there. I actually slept – like double digits hours slept, and did not feel bad about it at all. Lisa was sick on the bird day, so I solo’d with the kids and socialized with her family, so… what guilt? None. There was none. And besides, Lisa’s parents were hosting the kids for the first time in forever, so I didn’t care. I feel… ok. I mean, we still had to do 12 hours coming and going, but I feel better.

2) I donated that Sempron / nForce2 PC that I lovingly built over the course of several years to Lisa’s fledgling firm. It’s a beautiful machine. It’s fast. I, in turn, used some office money ($50! I’ll be only five years behind) to build a (very) slightly faster but distinctly very refurbished machine to replace it. I could have bought Lisa a refurb machine, but I’ve bought two refurbs for the office from MicroCenter and had to replace both before getting working ones. I’d rather gamble on myself and make sure Lisa is getting a good machine. The fan blades did not have a spec of grime on them. The case is gorgeous. It’s going to treat Lisa well.

I’m making it a point to use the desktop machine more, it’s easier to get work done. I need a mouse to be efficient.

3) The basement and hallway are coming along. Slowly. But, progress!

4) Black Friday saw the phone I wanted go to the grand total of FREE. The Xperia Play should be here on Monday. I am a giant dork.

5) I ultimately did not want an iPhone, ergo the Android based phone above. In turn I am selling my ipad and ipod touch in hopes to buy an iPad2. The ipod touch is definitely going, so no regrets there. Hopefully the sales won’t screw me over…

You know, I was going to buy an iphone – but the interminable wait for iOS5 killed it. I waited and waited for this mythical amazing update that was supposed to rock my world, and it when it came out it was less than stellar. More likely, I built it up in my head to the point that there was no way iOS was going to do the things I thought it said it could do.

I thought Siri was really, really cool and an android beater, but as it turns out android had voice commands built in, but they’re in google search (?). It works, I was able to dictate a text to Lisa without having to type anything. Whether or not it will return cool results for how to dump a body is unknown, but having bought a bunch of Korans I don’t want the feds to have a reason to come after me.

6)Another hobby – Magic the Gathering. It’s easy to play. It’s like nerdy poker.

7) Unlike Nora, we haven’t taken Isaac on a grand tour to meet everyone. I don’t know if he cares or will care when he’s older. If he’s like me, he won’t care in the slightest. I mention this because we went up to Lisa’s parents’ place because it had been over a year since we were last there and for some people up there they hadn’t seen him since he was a tiny baby.

I still don’t have any idea who in my family hasn’t met Isaac. I’m sure everyone has met Nora. Bad daddy.

8) I love the differing personalities of the two kids. Isaac at this age is so insanely cute – he verbalizes his feelings quite readily. He’s a ‘heart on his sleeve’ type of kid, and he’s stubborn like a mule.

Lisa’s mom relayed a story this morning that is typical Isaac – she asked him to stop jumping off of the table, and he did it anyway, and kept doing it defiantly until he smacked his jaw. Instead of crying, he stared as his grandma with his lip trembling (‘he really wanted to cry’ she said) – but he refused to cry (because that would be an admission of being wrong, amirite?). Instead, he hugged her, and then went back to doing what he wasn’t supposed to be doing. That boy.

9) BlogHer ruined Nablopomo if you’re wondering why I’m not doing it this year. The prompts are stupid and by the way, hosted by ‘BlogHer’. They apparently made a todo about it being men inclusive, but having checked the site a couple times, none of the featured NBPM writers are males.

I don’t mind it being an all female thing, obviously – however, I do mind the outright lying. Call it what it is, ok? Sheesh.

Ok, fin.

A week that was

13-Nov-11

After a week that was, I did not fail my exam so that’s a plus.

I’m having trouble coping with the idea of my aunt’s body in the cargo hold of an airplane currently over the Atlantic somewhere. For a person who gave love so willingly, and always looked past the faults of everyone, she died without dignity. She died several thousand miles away from home, and a little over one hundred miles from her second home.

Compounding this is the fact that this particular chapter in my class is dealing with acid base imbalances – I’m having some difficulty separating the clinical aspects from the reality a few days removed. Perhaps that’s a good thing – I thought my humanity was beaten out of me after that day in the OR.

No matter what our differences were, we all made that trip to see her go. And that does make it easier to deal. And even those who didn’t go contributed in some way. We all came together, and that makes me glad.

Ten more

02-Nov-11

After this, 10 more entries to 1,000. In one month, it’ll be eight years of this.

I’ll spare you the melodrama, but I don’t know what to do when either milestone is passed. It’s not that I have lost the interest in writing; rather, I don’t have anything to write except for a very narrow scope of the respiratory field.

I don’t want to be the jerk who constantly yammers about the field, so I try not to – but its what I really enjoy at the moment. That and puzzle quest… sweet sweet puzzle quest.

The kids have their own blog and that isn’t going away any time soon, and Lisa has her own blogs. Lately, this blog feels rather superfluous. I’m not a political commentator and I can’t bring myself to be angry about anything (burn out, I guess) and last years nablpomo was a major change in my usual policy about separating this blog for my private life… and I don’t see the need to revisit that, since I think I have said everything I wanted to say.

So. Now what, I guess.

A change in diet

31-Oct-11

Briefly: I was running, eating right and doing generally ok for myself, then got sick and hurt and fell off the wagon. Getting back on the wagon was rough going and then a freak accident forced me to do things I don’t generally like doing: going slow, sleeping and taking a long hard look at my habits.

First, sleep is good. I know this is an ongoing struggle for me, but I’m realizing that sleep isn’t doing ‘nothing’, it’s actually rather important. This seems like common sense, but I’ve always felt that I could get more accomplished if I sleep less. Not so. The last two weeks I went to bed close to 9pm and stayed in bed until 7am. I don’t feel wickedly awesome, but I feel… better.

Second, there’s been a food issue in our house. It’s no secret that we’ve had our issues – mine specifically is that I’m manic when it comes to food. I can eat and eat… and eat, and then other days I don’t eat at all. It’s not a conscious decision on my part in either scenario, and that’s what’s been plaguing me. Food (well, eating right) is not a habit, it’s work. Hard work for me, since I’m not used to observing of what I shovel into my face.

Speaking of which, third: what I eat. Last week I started eating just steel cut oats or oatmeal in the morning. Not a specific amount, but usually a full bowl (2.5-3 cups?) and it’s done wonders. Most importantly: I don’t feel like crap through the morning. I usually eat the stuff without any sugar or additives (it helps I like how it tastes).

On top of this, I’ve cut back on diet sodas and instead drink more tea and coffee with truvia.

Am I dieting? Not really, no, so I’m not proclaiming poundage lost or muscle gained, but I do feel better about life as the days go on, which is important given how lousy things have been.

I have a good feeling about 2012. Last year I felt this way about 2011 but as I kept Lisa, the year didn’t seem ‘right’. And it ended up being the case. But 2012? That’s a good number right there. Here’s hoping I’m right.