Tuesday, December 19, 2006

The Red Fox Tavern in Eureka, CA

I LOVE the fact that the neon sign says "open" with a nice orange glow and the carboard sign says "closed" at the same time. Talk about mixed messages. All kidding aside, this was a great place for NRPS to play and a great place for fans to see a show.


Anonymous said...

I was just writing my review of Lefty's over at NRPS! I am on vacation........no classes to teach till Jan 9.....You don't know hwo muc I wish that bus to NJ were a reality! After all I turn 50 in 2007 and that is reason enough to start celebrating on Dec.31 CC & NRPS, I would love to be there. Sigh. Did the nosebleed go awy on it's own? Make sure you keep thai "iron" level up! Hey, I know go get some at the Iron Springs....sigh again> Have a good one. I can't type on this laptop. S

Anonymous said...

Mizshely...in all seriousness.And you can tell me it's none of my business. Are you sure you don't need another opinion on the nose bleeds? I worry about that kind of stuff.....it's my job. As a nurse, your cyberfriend, and member of the family tribe. Oh, what a tribe we have with our many diversities! Take care, and plese let me know how you are doing! Or tell me it's none of my business!Sheree Sure wish we were coming down to see Uncle Steve in Kentfield.....he lives SO close to Fairfax. Sigh again.

Anonymous said...

ok Miz are you trying to freak me out completely? How did that pop up for the bus rental appear on your blog?.....DO DO DO DO

Mizshely said...

Not trying to freak out anyone, Sheree! I have sought additional opinions but nobody seems to have one. The first doctor did see the lesion and cauterized it but the problem is it keeps opening up again when the air gets dry. And the air is dry anc very cold right now.

Another doctor suggested a biopsy and an MRI but that freaks me out - I absolutely would lose it if I had to have my head in a machine like that with no room to breathe or anything.

The third doctor didn't see anything, even after anesthetizing the area and using one of those microscopic, fiberoptic looking telescopes. My blood pressure, since I gained so much weight, is now usually about 114/70 but after a nosebleed thing it can go as low as 90/55. My old, regular-weight blood pressure was always 90/60, so that didn't scare me too much.

I am most afraid because my father had glioblastoma (although nosebleeds were not one of his symptoms). Prior to that, he had (treated) high blood pressure and nosebleeds and I just pray I don't land up with a brain tumor. I know Marin is supposed to be the home of breast cancer, but in my circle, I have known far more many people with brain tumors. The scary thing about the nosebleeds is the pattern and repetition, which is more suggestive of a brain tumor than anything else.

Thanks for the concern. I am sure I am being melodramatic.

Mizshely said...

As for Uncle Steve in Kentfield, yes, I do wish you were here. We would FOR SURE have an after party.

Anonymous said...

Today I have been thinking about what the worst part of turning 50 is. It is undoubtedly for me, the fact that losing friends to disease and illness becomes a part of life. To think what our parents saw in their lifetime....wow. Please don't let the MRI freak you out....they can give you some sedation (and who knows? that might be kinda fun) I know how scary medical stuff can be. I am a prime example of ignore it and it will go away (when it comes to my own health) Take good care. We need you on the planet today. S

Mizshely said...

My friends started dropping like flies before I was out of my teens. In fact, another old friend died suddenly last week - he was 57, same as I.

And thanks to AIDS, I lost a lot of dear, dear friends back in the early 80s when I was in my early 30s, and to me, that was the hardest. One by one, all of those wonderful, sweet, talented and vital young men, taken from us. Almost everyone I worked with in the men's designer section of Macy's San Francisco, for example, have died because of AIDS. And my two favorite aestheticians passed from it, my mother's hairdresser, and several other dear friends along the way.

I am so thankful AIDS is no longer an automatic death sentence, but it is still mighty serious and mighty scary. The only two charities I contribute to are both aids related: Music Cares and Broadway Cares, Equity Fights Aids. I figure in the search for a cure for AIDS they will help a lot of others.

God, there I go on my soap box again.

Anonymous said...

Mizshley, it is not a soapbox. This is YOUR blog! I still remember the first patient I cared for who had aids back in 1982. I had just moved back to Portland from working at the Walla Walla VA. I had to research what it was as everyone else seemed to know and I felt ignorant. You are right,hopefully a lot of other things will be found along the way as they research the condition. I support a lot of research in my other job (which allows me a lot of flexibility in scheduling). My area of experitise is involved in keeping our hearts healthy. And yes, one of the two ways to do that is increase the HDL by consumption of alchol and exercise. Well, I do both quite well when NRPS are around. Cheers to winter! Signing off now (really)!!!! Sheree