Yesterday afternoon I accompanied the Other Mother to her appointment with her new physician. Thankfully the last one retired. I say thankfully because during an exam at which I was present, he was exhibiting signs of going into a coma. I am serious. He sat through the entire exam, leaning against the table, talking very, very, VERY slowly. The last straw came when I noticed his eyes rolling back in his head.
I bolted for the nurses station and asked, "Is there something I should know about the doctor? You might want to call the paramedics for him!"
The nurse informed me that the doctor had diabetes and his blood sugar was probably low. I was appalled. The nurse could feel my ire rising but she did nothing to intervene. Again, I was appalled. When we exited the exam room the nurse had a can of soda on the counter for the doctor. Seriously? His eyes are rolling back in his head and your only response is a can of soda? It's time to retire when you become the patient during an exam.
The Other Mother seems to like her new doctor, who is a female. True to her upbringing and generational world view, the Other Mother asked the question, "What is she?"
Can you guess the nature of her question? Seventy years ago the Other Mother lived in an ethnic enclave near the city. The first order of business when meeting someone was to determine "what tribe" they belonged to. Were they Italian? Polish? Bohemian?
Like I said, it's a generational thing.
"Her name is Patel", I told the Other Mother.
"She's probably Indian or Pakistani. Why do you ask?"
I already know why she asks, but I want her to think about why she is asking. Maybe next time it won't be the first thing she asks. But then again, old dogs don't learn new tricks very easily.
When we left the doctor's office it had started to snow. It had been cloudly all day but in my heart I was hoping beyond hope that it would clear up. Why? Because last night there was a magical occurrence, an event that is at the top of the list of the most wonderful things I've ever seen.
A full lunar eclipse.
The first time you see one, you're hooked. It's unbelievable. If you saw the moon in full eclipse without knowing what it was, you'd think you were in a science fiction movie.
The video cannot convey the raw beauty of this event. Normally the moon is bright, bright white, with all features washed out. But in a full eclipse the moon becomes three dimensional.
The truly upsetting part of missing this eclipse is that it's the first solstice lunar eclipse in 456 years. The next one won't occur until 2096, at which time I'll be cosmic dust.
Here's a link to one of my geeky astronomy sites. Pass your cursor over the photo to learn more.
POSITION OF THE MOON DURING ECLIPSE
Look at this terrific montage of different eclipses. This is from Astronomy Photo of the Day. Bookmark it! Also, be sure to click on the photo to see the large version.
Please pardon me whilst I go into my total astronomy geek mode. I could go on all day, so stop me please! But before you stop me look at this time lapse photo of a lunar eclipse over the south pole.
ECLIPSE OVER THE POLE
OK, now it's time to plow the drive!