|CTSUD - What's the latest?|
|Posted on Sep 9th, 2019 Comments (0)
Join us at the HOA Board of Directors meeting this evening, September 9th, for an update.
|Benadryl - Keep it handy!|
|Posted on Aug 28th, 2019 Comments (0)
Important information about having Benadryl on hand:
For those living in rattlesnake areas, I have learned something new which I feel is important enough to pass on.
A man was bitten by a rattlesnake a few days ago. He was getting ready to bale hay and turned over a windrow to check the moisture and the snake was in the window. It wrapped around his arm and bit him on the underside of the wrist. Luckily it was not a severe bite, the fang marks were clear, but not deep enough to draw blood. He went straight to the house and we put ice on the bite. He arrived at the hospital within an hour. I called ahead so the emergency room was ready for him. By the time he arrived his arm was starting to swell up to the shoulder and his throat was getting tight. The emergency room attendees immediately gave him Benadryl. Apparently antivenom must be received within 4 hours of the snakebite, but the immediate threat is swelling and death of tissue, which was treated with the Benadryl. The swelling in his arm and throat started going down right away. The anti-venom medicine had to be prepared and was not ready for a couple of hours. He was given two doses of antivenom and spent the night in the hospital. They drew blood every three hours. He was able to go home the next day and even went back to work.
I have always carried liquid Benadryl in all of my vehicles because I am allergic to bee stings. After this incident, I went out to check my supplies. All three of the bottles I had behind the seats in my emergency kits, had been in there quite a while and the liquid was gone.
My daughter, who is a nurse, told me to go buy the children’s chewable Benadryl instead. It is given according to body weight, so can be used for adults as well. She said if you chew it and hold it in your mouth it will absorb just as fast or faster through the membranes of the mouth than from the stomach. The box doesn’t take much room and will fit in the glove compartment or a back pack.
|Shady Oaks Car Show|
|Posted on May 20th, 2018 Comments (0)
Shady Oaks Car Show was a great success and another will take place in the fall.
|Posted on May 29th, 2017 Comments (0)
I've always loved to run in the rain. Not the manly toad floating rain for which Texas is famous, where even running across a low water crossing is likely to have you end up on some oil rig in the Gulf of Mexico. I'm talking more that wimpy Seattle type rain, the slight drizzle that in Texas helps cool the body and is just heavy enough that drivers or casual observers think that you are not quite right in the head. In Seattle, it is everyday weather so if it is not raining and you are running people think your elevator doesn’t go to the top. This was one of those runs.
The slight drizzle amplified the cooler than normal temperature for late May in Austin and should have alerted me that this was going to be one of those magical runs. My feet were light and quiet, the breathing was relaxed and effort light. I try to judge how efficiently I am running by the quietness of the foot falls of my size 14 shoes. Where normally there would be audible sounds of my clown sized Hoka One One Clifton 3's on the chip seal roads which run for miles through the countryside, today there was silence. Half a mile into my run I noticed that the home owner’s association had placed small flags at every driveway to celebrate Armed Services Day. The flags lined the side of the road like spectators along an Olympic marathon. A bonus for the day’s effort.
Near the end of the first mile the drizzle started to dissipate and as I made my first left turn of the morning I spotted an egret on the peak of a roof. The backdrop of thinning clouds trying to hold back the suns early rays caused a regal and comforting silhouette of the bird. It stood there without so much as a feather moving, simply looking down at me in acknowledgment of my presence on this fine morning. While an egret was a common occurrence during my morning runs when I lived in southeast Texas, this was the first one I have seen in the decade that I have lived in Austin. Why did it choose today to show itself? Many Native American tribes associate egrets with peace and harmony which was fitting for the way the run had begun. Peaceful and harmonious.
My left wrist felt the vibration from my Garmin 735 watch, indicating the end of first mile, ticking off about 15 seconds earlier than normal. This was a bit of a surprise based on how easy the effort but I have learned over the years of exercising to just go with it. The second mile was uneventful but passed by rather fast, another 15 seconds faster than even the first. As I turned left to begin the third mile I was determined that I was not going to spoil the harmony of the run by pushing the effort today. Instead, I just wanted to enjoy the day that God had graciously given me. These types days are far too rare to squander with something as trivial as a personal best time for a training run. There will be other days for that. 100 yards into my final mile of the day I noticed one of the flags ahead had fallen over and was laying on the ground. For a few seconds, I pondered the violation of US Flag etiquette but passed it and kept running, still enjoying a great running day. However, with every new step, the little voice inside my head told me to go back and get the flag off the ground. “Why?” I thought? “No one would know and frankly they may not even care. This was my good run and I didn’t want to interrupt it.” Finally, after about 20 additional yards, the pangs of responsibility, of something bigger than me, became too much and I turned around.
I bent over and picked it up and as I did scenes from Olympics past replayed in my head. US Athletes taking a victory lap around the track, holding a flag and waving it in the air with pride. Not only for winning the race but more importantly doing so in honor of the country that provided them the freedom to pursue their passion. I couldn't resist reenacting this scene and was able to capture the moment in the best selfie to ever captured by a middle aged, middle of the packer. This was likely the closet this old fat guy would be to act this out in real life and I felt a similar exhilaration to the gold medal winner. After completing the celebrations, I placed the stick holding the flag firmly into the ground, to avoid falling over again, and returned to complete my run with a heart as light as my feet and a chest bursting with pride. As I touched the button on my watch for the final time that day I was surprised to see that even with the impromptu celebration, my last mile was still 1 second faster than the one before allowing to complete my negative split. Karma.
As I completed my cooldown I tried to decide if the great feeling embracing me now was due to the great run or that I took time out to do something simple that was bigger than me. I could have easily passed it by because it was not my job or it would negatively impact my good run. Instead I took a few seconds out and did what was right. Not for recognition as no one was watching but it was the right thing to do. What if everyone who reads this this story treats it as a metaphor to do something good for their neighbor, a stranger, or the country. Something bigger than themselves. They can put down their smartphone long enough to put out a flag, thank a soldier or veteran, help someone in need, or simply think of someone else instead of themselves for a minute. Pixels on a television screen are small and when a single pixel changes color it is so insignificant that it doesn’t really impact the picture. However, when hundreds or thousands of them change, the aggregate changes bring the picture to life. Small acts of kindness or doing what is right, done often and by many people, can change the world.