Nah. no update. But I will spend a few hours at Ichilov today and hope to have the murderous beta-blockers changed and a more specific and merciful diagnosis given. will let you know
Notice that I’ve finally given up and asked someone for advice about editing this site? But now that it’s looking professional I’m feeling I can never live up to these fonts.
Nevertheless, I will do my best to ignore the ‘look’ and stay as simple and true as possible.
Today we learned over the radio that the new booster will be good for Omicron too, and they’re testing it at Sheba. It reminded me of how vulnerable we are and how dependent on the medical system. If Ezi can get vaccinated and it works, our lives will change.
For me, the Omicron would probably not be fatal, even with the kvetches I live with. Still, it would be nice to have the vacccine.
There remains a lot of information I do not have that makes me suspicious. For example – I don’t know what immunity unvaccinated people who recovered from Corona have. Do you? Strange, isn’t it?
boy did I get lost. Coming home from the discovery that my dental pain can be handled, but not right away and will involve removing a few crowns that will make my appearance unattractive for zoom, I was receiving the news that I might have been exposed to covid the day before at a shiva call. This, together with my confusion over the papers needed for the hospital tomorrow morning as well as the threat by the health clinic that the proper procedures had not been followed for the admission, and the fact that I was having trouble breathing, led me off the highway to the fields.
That turned out to be okay because although it was dark and there was no place to stop to put my ways on I remembered my sense of direction, and drove toward the west. How far west can one go in a country that’s essentially about 10 miles wide in the area I’m in.
Anyway after 10 minutes I was out of the woods and on a street I recognized. And then I knew I’d make it through the other woods I’ll be navigating soon, whether I get help or not.
May this day be one that reminds us of the imperative of peace on earth and good will to all humankind
So many pilgrims who wanted to go to Bethlehem were disappointed again this year, and we couldn’t make it to Nazareth either because of the number of people. Some friends are going on pilgrimage to Mecca for Umrah, and I’m sure everyone who makes any kind of pilgrimage feels their faith is strengthened and they are in a better position to deal with the problems of the coming year. Me, I would be happier if everyone stayed home and practiced good will and understanding for all humankind. But if I could go anywhere in the world, and it would be safe for everyone, I think I’d grab the kids and go to Egypt. The desire hasn’t left me to sit in a cafe in Fustat…
Nah, I guess I’d rather go to the Strand Book Store.
We have not done a good job in keeping Christmas alive in the Holy Land, especially this year. Covid kept the pilgrims out, and we don’t emphasize the many holy places and trails there are here. Moslem places are don’t really seem to exist as much here, but everywhere you go here there are Jewish and Christian remains. In fact most of my Moslem friends go to Mecca now for Umrah. I’m not sure if there are many holy places here .
But anyway I can’t go now. I want to take my grandson on his birthday to some place associated with the Palmach – which is his present obsession. He’s booked up for parties today but we’ll get him neext week.
my little dream is to wake up early tomorrow morning and drive to Nazareth. There are some other imperatives but let’s see. Nazareth is the place to be on Christmas.
since we have many birthdays to celebrate among grandchildren and children, the children decided to make reservations at the childrens’ favorite restaurants. But 1. it’s christmas eve, and it seems that since Judaism is becoming more and more extreme around here, Christianity is becoming the happy alternate. We’ve seen Santas putting on tfillim. 2. It’s shabbat, so everyone is meeting up for dinner somewhere. So we’re doing a delivery at home.
Why am I not cooking? I do dream of chopped liver, chicken soup, tsimmes, chicken, and lemon meringue pie for dessert, just like Friday nights at home. But at least half my family doesn’t eat anything I cook. Half my family loves it.