Logsdon Martin L.O.F.
(Licensed Oregon Fisherwoman)
January 21, 2015
It's a beautiful day. I love the sunshine! Even in the winter. How 'bout especially in the winter? It gives sort of an uplift to these long, otherwise dark days! The only thing that bugs me is when the sunlight is too bright and my lens floats around in the wrong place. It refracts and makes it very difficult to see, with all the rainbow effects. LOL.
Wow. It was on my "morning to-do" list, as usual, to check the weather. Looks like we are looking forward to some drizzly rain action through Friday, but then record highs for the weekend? Wow. Southern Coast could see some 70's?! And our Northern coast, up to the 60s. I'll take it! That sounds awesome!
Bill stopped by yesterday after a visit to the dentist. It was SO good to see him. I'm homesick, sitting here in Oregon City, waiting for my eye surgery. I so badly wanted to jump in his truck and ride along home with him, but I have a pre op appointment on Friday. That would give me two days at the coast, and a problem getting back here. So, here I is. :)
I'm counting on this surgery being successful. I can't even imagine my life, without this eyesight that I've been so spoiled by.
Sometimes I wonder if it's such a good thing to enjoy such great eyesight, when the possibility of losing it would be so dramatic. Yikes.
I was talking to someone at the puppy park a while back, and he said he'd rather die than lose his eyesight. I was really shocked by that. How could it mean so much to someone that they'd rather lose their life?! Well, now that I'm experiencing that possibility, well... I still can't imagine rather dying!! It would be hard. Yes. But, I'd still rather stick around! And, realizing that makes it all the more endurable.
Yeah... So if I have to live like this, it will just have to be. Period. Oh, bummer, but life is still awesome!
I remember once a ways back in life, a very nice man wrote a song for me entitle "Softer Vision". Oh, how I wish I'd have kept those words. It was about me seeing things in a softer way. Where life wasn't so hard edged. I need to remember that lesson, if not the exact words. Life is softer, when you can't see well, and you know, that isn't always so bad!
I have been flattered and rather surprised at the support of my friends on Facebook, as I go through this time in my life. Actually, shocked at some of the lovely comments, support, and flattery. They love my attitude! My humor over it?!
I think it's neato that they like me, and that they think I've got a good handle on this, but quite frankly, I have no choice, and neither would they. It is what it is. I can either live with it and laugh about it, or... is there another option? If so, I can't figure it out.
I guess I wonder what it would be like to not really have to worry about losing my vision. Now, that would be strange!
I don't like it. I don't want my eyes like this, and I really miss my vision. It makes me frown, sometimes, but I try to do that in private. It's just not an attractive look on anyone. :)
I have to laugh at the memory of the last time I lost most of my vision and tried to bobber fish. I forgot. It just didn't even occur to me that once I threw my bobber out there, I couldn't see it!
OOPS! Now drift fishing... I could do that!
Yesterday I went on a walk with Willie to the park, and we had so much fun! It was a little hard crossing a main thoroughfair, but after I did that and was still breathing, it was fun! Life is still good, even with softer vision. I just trip a bit more, and walk into a few walls. That's all.
So, to catch you up... Pre op appointment on Friday, looooong blurry weekend until Tuesday when Dr. Thomas Hwong performs a miracle by tacking one of the haptics in my eye back down, closes me up and I recover!
He said that if by chance the lens tears, he'll have to take it out. (We aren't going to think of that as an option, now are we??)
...All the while, enjoying my newfound awesome eyesight! Wednesday at 7:45, he takes the patch off, and I begin the process of recovery. Then, off to the show on Feb. 4th.
The Sportsmen's Show is the only real worry. I do worry about being well enough to pull this show off. I really doubt I'll be allowed to drive by then.
But, again... it is what it is! I think I can! I think I can!
Because... I MUST!
January 16, 2015
Well, this is certainly a challenge. Watch me try to update my column, blind! LOL.
OK, so, I woke up this morning, fine. Everything working. Check! I do that, you know. So many of my parts are surgeried, that I do wonder when something will come un sewn.
This morning, nothing1 I'm great!
But then I sneezed.
My lens in my eye came loose. Oh, shoot. Immediately, that sinking feeling. That feeling of, "Oh, no! Surgery again!?"
I just had surgery last week! No way! I'm typing blind, you know. This is cool~! I'm good at it, huh? I hate to check it, thoug!
Anyhow, people with marfan have dislocated lenses, often times. Andrew, my son, was born blind, due to it. That is how I was diagnosed, at four years old. I couldn't see, either. So, they took all those broken muscles out of my eye, (A vitrectomy) and sewed in a lens, to the outside of my eyeball. They sew it with fishing mono, believe it or not! :) But, those fishing knots only last so long... in my case, about ten years. It's been eleven.
I just hope they can fix this, as I think this is the eye that I also had a corneal implant in. Shoot. Its always something.
I thank God for this long stretch of good health and great eyesight I have had. The best eyesight I've ever had, and darnit. I really wanted to keep it! I hope they can fix it. Please, say a prayer. I don't want to stop driving. :(
Right now, my lens is floating around in my eye, going in and out of vision. So, every five seconds, or so, I can proof read.
I'm waiting for the doc to call back to see if he can put Humpty Dumpty together again.
Oh goody! I get to update "All My Eye Surgeries".
January 13, 2015
It's all there in the water. The river echoes the beauty of color from the treed heights down to the wind fluttered pastoral grasses.
Did I make that up, or did I read it, somewhere? I don't know, but 'thems' the words that my mind draws.
As an art student, I was taught to paint/draw/sketch exactly what I saw. My art teacher would set in front of me an upside down portrait, and ask me to draw it. It's amazing how accurate you can draw, when you draw only what you physically see, rather than what your mind expects. The same is true, I think, about writing.
I don't put much effort into my writing. I'm not a disciplined writer. I just write what my mind draws. Sometimes that turns out awesome. Other times, well, you just get what I see.
But, this very morning, with its cool wind and bright winter sunshine makes me want for the river. I want to sit on my favorite tump of grass and just stare into the reflection and think of nothing. Nothing but what I see.
Sitting by the river is my meditation. I hear meditation takes some training, but if I am in the right place at the right time,
it takes no effort at all. There is so much to see that all thoughts of anything except the intense hues of color that the river interprets just float away.
It's just me and the river.
Yesterday, I had a bad headache, and that drip, drip, drip of an oncoming virus of some sort. I desperately loaded up on Zinc, Vitamin C, and
frankly, whatever bottle of supplements I could find! Magnesium and Calcium, with an expiration date of 2009! I don't care! Give me those!
I know for a fact that when my mind is too full of worldly stuff and stress takes over, that I am susceptible to illness.
Oh, and if ever there were a time for me to be susceptible, it's lately. Christmas was stressful, and then right away, I was swept into show madness.
SSsniff. Yep. I'm sick!
But, But, but! I refuse! Our minds are ever powerful, and when you think or say or admit that you are ill, your defenses go up and begin to fight it! I need my defenses for other things! So, I'm not going to admit any sickness! Nope!
Away with those pills and supplements! I don't need them, because I feel GREAT! Right?
I'm going to get my work done and head off to the river!
I need to sit by the river!
January 12, 2015
About three days ago, it hit me. SHOW STRESS!
I'm going to be in RB Boats booth this year.
I won't have a booth of my own, so things will be easy. Right?
Besides the fact that I really like Jim Mikels and RB Boats, I wouldn't have to haul all that stuff to the show. I wouldn't have to ask Pete to set up for ifish. Hey! I could even sell my pop up booth!
I wouldn't have to figure out the web cam, and things would just be... you know. "Casual!" I can just drive to the show, pick up a latte, and skip on in to an already set up booth!
So, thinking that, I let everything go! I was in the thought that most everything else would take care of its darn self. The lures would walk to the show all by themselves. Little fairies would figure out where I'm going to sit. Little HTML elves would put up a pre sale page and do the paypal coding on ifish, so that people could pay for their kwikfish ahead of time, with credit cards.
I wasn't going to work all day. Just half a day, so that I could drive home by myself, before dark.
So, um... Jennie? Who would sell the kwikfish in the afternoon, when all the guys get off work and came to pick up their kwikfish? Hmmm? Carmen McDonald is such a great guy. The guys at Rapala booth, over by Fisherman's will take care of sales after I leave, each day. So, remember... Kwikfish are available at RB Boats booth till around 3 each day, and then they move over to the Rapala booth, from 3 or so, till close.
So, all crazy aside- I don't know. It totally slipped my mind that no matter what, the show and all that it entails is never easy!
Not only that, but aren't I forgetting something else? Like the SPRINGER CONTEST? Oh, my word!
Everything hit me at once! I got through Christmas, and I thought that was it for my life. I had accomplished Christmas, and this Christmas was a bit tough. So, everything after Christmas was smooooooooth sailing!
There are show tickets to buy for the mods, and any extra workers that may come in. There are posts to make on the board, telling folks where to pick up their lures. And hey. This might be tricky! People are used to picking them up at the ifish booth! I have to get thru to people that I have_no_booth! If you have ever seen people's lack of reading skills, you would know that this is not easy to get through to folks. Change is difficult to broadcast on a board!
I have been so entirely wrapped up with thoughts of panic about the show, where I am going to get the prizes for the Springer Contest, (Thank you, Lamiglas!) that yesterday when I went to the puppy park, a friend drove up, and... (story time)
I adore Janet. Janet is a dog walker, and on Tuesday, she brings Stewart to the park. Stu is Willie's favorite little dog friend. He's the tiniest little black and white short haired mut-dog, and he is the socialite of the dog park. Willie adores him, and so does every other dog in the park! Stewart just gets along with everyone and everyone adores him!
When I grow up, I want to be like Stewart. He smiles constantly, greets everyone with a wag and a "Isn't it a wonderful day?", and runs off to greet more dogs and people! And all of this, with an ever growing trail of happy dogs behind him.
Willie, on the other hand, is sort of a loner. He spends most of his time nose to the ground, sniffing smells, and otherwise, has his eyes trained on me. He likes one dog, and that one dog is Stewart.
I walked up to Janet's car, and she had two huge Bernese Mountain Dogs
stuffed in the back seat of her tiny Honda.
I had to laugh, but-- It was like I walked out of one life, and into another.
"Where's Stewie?" I inquired.
She looked at me kinda funny and told me her dog walking schedule for that day.
I said, "Well, it's Tuesday, isn't it?"
"Honey..." She said in her thick English accent. "It's Sunday."
I don't know WHY on earth I thought it was Tuesday!
The world kind of spun backwards, as I let myself rewind, and settle on Sunday.
Sunday. Church. Late breakfasts, sleeping in, doing crafts in the afternoon... that kind of Sunday...
Have you ever done that!? I can imagine a day or so off, but two full days? Weekday to weekend type confusion?
WOW. I'm losing it!
So, today, (Today is Monday, Today is Monday, Today is Monday) I'm putting up the Springer Contest, so know that we are having it, this year! I asked Jason Hambly from Lamiglas, and what a great guy he is! He is donating two quality Lamiglas rods, (as always) for our Springer Contest!
First prize will be a XCC 934 GH 9' 3" , and second prize, a 15-30# Kenai KWIK! I'm so excited! I know that a springer has already been caught, but not an ifish springer! Let's go! As soon as I put up the post, I'll link it up top!
I'll see you at the show!
You know, that is, if I remember!
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