My connection to the Internet has been tenuous and intermittent over the past few weeks. This weekend I’ve only been able to connect twice, including now. My ISP initially told me it was their problem, something about the line coming into the house. A service dude even showed up the next day with a ladder.
But, after being offline for most of this weekend, when I phoned them today they decided it was the modem. They’re sending me a new one, but it won’t be here for “two to five days”.
So… I’ve got a few posts ready to go, I just need stable access to the Internet to finish them. I guess the most important thing right now is my blood sugar has been places it hasn’t been since this diabetes thing got a hold of me.
My morning numbers are averaging 9.0 mmol/L (metric, I don’t know the American translation), with a few dips into the 7’s and even one 4.3. They generally rise though the day, so at bedtime I’m back up to the mid-teen’s. But even that’s a massive improvement over the 20-30 it used to be.
The other big, and weird, news is… after sixty years of marriage, my grandparents are separating. They’ve been living in a suite in a retirement home for the past ten years, and as of Tuesday they’ll have their own rooms.
My grandmother blames it on years of tolerating each other, and hitting a wall. My grandfather blames years of “emotional blackmail”. I think they’re both right.
Anyway. I’ve been lucky over the past twenty minutes to have a connection, hopefully I’ll be back full time in a few days.
…it’s a good thing I still have the PlayStation, otherwise I’d have to read a book or something.
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I’ll be crossing my fingers on that Playstation and Internet thing. God forbid you should have to read a book …
Interesting about your grandparents separating after so long together. But I can certainly understand it. After my dad retired, he and Mom seemed to drive each other crazy. They stuck it out to the end, but it was obviously very difficult for them. It doesn’t make sense to me to spend your last years being miserable if there are alternatives.
Hi. I managed to find someone willing to share their Internet access, so I was able to submit my first column to the people who are going to pay me for it. I was also able to avoid books for a while longer.
I think the last book I read was either “Collapse” by Jared Diamond or “Occidentalism: A Short History of Anti-Westernism” by Ian Buruma and Avishai Margalit. Maybe the reason I don’t read much anymore is because when I do read it’s usually dense text books. I need to get back to Elmore Leonard and Mordecai Richler.
The first time I heard “divorce” and my grandparents’ names in one sentence was 1985-ish. When I first moved back here to get my recovery going, I spent a lot of time with them in Ottawa. Every other visit one of them would take me for a drive and talk about splitting up.
I told my grandmother once that she’d be in line to receive half of whatever my grandfather has. As far as I know she still refuses to believe that.
Their being together has everything to do with the expectations of that era, and the fact my mother is older than their marriage.
That’s a lot of time invested in something neither one particularly wanted to keep going.