From the Dreadful Man last evening:
"It was a good night that allowed Phyllis to catch up on her much needed sleep. She has yet to put weight on her new hip, and she says it is slow going, although she is told that things are about normal. The big issue will probably be the stairs; however, today the big issue was her energy level. She had very low hemoglobin and had to have two pints of blood this afternoon. She was getting dizzy when she tried to stand, and because of the energy level, she didn’t gain as much ground as she would have liked. But we all know that she will overcome eventually. We asked about having blood before the surgery and were told that little bleeding occurred and what did was “filtered and recirculated”. Why she needed two units of blood is a mystery. I trust that there are no vampires about."
DM called last night to tell me this, and I was alarmed. 2 units of blood? That seems like a lot. Anyway, TOYH called just a few minutes ago and said that the EG was feeling like a new woman today, full of piss and vinegar or new blood at least.
In other news, KyKy has decided that track and field is not the sport for her. Last night she said to me gravely, "Dad, I need to tell you something."
"Yes?" I say with a bit of apprehension.
"I'm quitting track."
Whew. Not moving in with a newfound boyfriend. Not becoming a Republican. Not wanting me to buy her the complete Brittany Spears on iTunes. I can live with this. I told her that I'd be lying if I said I was disappointed about her quitting. The practices seemed to be a bit too long, ending about sixish. She's got enough to do with homework and viola and Wednesday night church to involve herself in a sport she's only half-way interested in. I've written before about the coolness of being on a team and the camaraderie that comes along with it, but if the rest of your life is misery because you don't have any time on your hands, the team isn't worth it.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
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With the size of most track teams, the camaraderie can be pretty limited. I think if you're going to be in any sport, the thing that's going to keep you in it is the love for the sport, and from what you've said in the past, running isn't Kysa's thing.
Not that you asked for my opinion (or maybe you did, having a free-for-all comment section like this), but I think Kysa could find her niche in the school newspaper or yearbook or debate or speech. Those tend to be smaller groups with LOTS of camaraderie. Not much of a cardiovascular workout with those, but definitely a brain cell workout.
PS: Writing skills AND camera skills like Kysa's are definitely an advantage for newspaper and yearbook...
I wished I had coach her in basketball and this is a fun sport.
Lots of camaraderie in soccer, the BEST team sport in the history of humankind.
I also have to agree with Tracy about the newspaper involvement. Many of my favorite memories from college are from my time as editor of the paper (I was news editor and editor in chief). And before I started the whole academic-track, I was a reporter. Jen still makes fun of me for my newspaper nostalgia.
At a newspaper a person can hone her writing skills, but she'll hone them in a somewhat public way in the newsroom with lots of argument, deliberation, and instant feedback. Plus, learning to read with an editor's eye only increases critical thinking strategies.
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