Monday, Sept 26
For Sept 25 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 6 hrs 6 min with (max= 13 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 one blip to low 87, all rest above, with avg. 91.9%.
I guess I was tired, awaking at 6:25, removed my equipment, and went back to sleep, comfortably. I slept in for another couple of hours and was happy to awake from an inexplicable dream with geologists, Native Americans, a pianist, and me supposedly going to play the violin with music I had never seen, in a duet. There were two grand pianos in the small room, with only a few people, most of whom I knew.
We drove to Parke Creek Road about 10 miles southeast of us to pick up a set of bookshelves (free).
Above is the after shot of John’s ingenuity in loading the piece of furniture which was unable to be disassembled (shelves were fastened to the metal). It was too wide in both directions to push into the back of the pickup with the canopy attached. Thankfully, we have an unusual canopy that has side windows that can be raised, as seen in the right photo above. That allowed John to push and tug it on an angle and then reach in through the window to prop the shelving on the top of the pallet he brought along.
On the way there, with John driving, we talked to his cousin Ethel (98) in PA about her sister, Helen’s death, this morning from pneumonia. It was a complication from COPD and smoking. Fortunately, we were able to talk on the telephone with her 9/1/16 for a long visit this year (hers and my birthday fall on the same day). We also visited with Peggy, John’s sister, in Ohio, who had written us an email about the death.
We went by Bi-Mart for eardrops to soften gunk in John’s ear before he goes in Friday to have it cleaned out. Ears are supposed to be self-cleaning but his missed that memo. We stopped by the grocery store for salsa and vanilla ice cream. We had the other ingredients for having nachos for supper, and needed ice cream for dessert – just because.
I want to share this link from a gal in Seattle in the computer mapping/GIS industry, Karsten Vennemann, who says, “Here’s the bad map we see every election.”
This brings back memories of my teaching a map reading and interpretation class since 1988 at Central. It was one of the classes I was teaching when I ended my career in 2009, with a heart attack, which cinched my early retirement.
Tuesday, Sept 27
For Sept 26 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 5 hrs 1 min with AHI=0.20. Events: 1 H, 10 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 9 L/min). Oximetry: Just fine all night. SpO2 showed one blip to low 89 with avg. 91.6%. Awoke at 5:00 and back for 3 hrs without either data recorder.
Went by the second hand store in Kittitas, A Tisket A Tasket, and brought home 2 pair of trousers for John. One fit a bit tight, dark corduroy but light-weight, and he wore that one Thursday evening. The other, blue denim, has a small hole to be repaired with an iron-on patch.
I stopped by Hospice Friends to arrange for medical supplies for friends.
Once home, I continued working on music for the group. I had put into score two songs, (1) “School Days” (1907) was recorded first by Byron G. Harlan. Billy Murray & Ada Jones sang it as a duet. Decades later, Tiny Tim sang both parts, using his famous falsetto voice; (2) “Bicycle Built for Two“. Both have had parodies created for them, so I added them to our songs as the second verse. We have done that previously on Let Me Call you Sweetheart, and had a good response from the folks. If anyone wants to receive these (or any of the music I have made into .pdf files), please ask and I shall send you copies as an attachment to an email. Be sure I have your correct email address.
Wednesday, Sept 28
For Sept 27 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 8 hrs 4 min with AHI=0.00. Events: 19 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 8 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 2 blips to low 88, all rest above, with avg.. 91.8%.
I picked up Gloria for our usual mid-week visits. We went to the Food Bank, played and sang music and ate lunch, went by Huber properties to see Meagan and pick-up 18-egg size cartons for my neighbor, and on to the Senior Center for our SAIL exercise class. We went from there to pick up one of my meds (a 3-month supply) for a diuretic taken every other day. I was shocked at the cost: $ 0.92. Goodness, that barely pays for the packaging and paperwork. From there to pick up another wind-up alarm clock to replace one given me that did not work, and this one does not either. Well, it will work once the metal pull-out spindle from the first gets taken off and replaces the broken one of plastic on the second. Oh well, another project in the queue.
I did a little music work, and a few house chores, but didn’t really finish anything. Now I’m taking off my data from CPAP and Oximetry for last night (a great night)!
Thursday, Sept 29
For Sept 28 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 8 hrs 6 min with AHI=0.74. Events: 6 H, 18 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 8 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 one blip to low 85, all rest above in nineties with avg. 92.9%.
I began the morning early by finishing loading the dishwasher and running it. We fed all the cats, and started on chores. John changes chores from rocks to dirt to branches (mixing around muscle groups), and today levitated a stump and filled the resulting hole with soil.
This afternoon, we are going with friends to dinner at The Palace for my free birthday dinner, before a meeting at the city library about trail development on the Manastash Ridge (north facing slopes on the opposite side of our Valley). We will report to the WTA field manager, who had a conflict and was unable to attend the meeting.
They displayed this map in two places on the wall that evening, and it was in the presentation as well. “The Book” is a spiral notebook in an ammo can meant for hikers to jot thoughts, whatever those might be. Prater and Westberg (hikers) and others would “train” on these trails and carry a rock or 2 or 3 from Cove Road (to the north) up the hill and deposit the treasure in a pile at the top. Many years ago John carried a chunk of Idaho Quartzite and added to the jumble. Like this:
Ten thousand years from now someone will find this hodgepodge and wonder.
Friday, Sept 30
For Sept 29 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 1 hr 52 min with AHI=0.00. Events: 3 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 4 L/min). Oximetry: only a short time, SpO2 one blip to low 89, all rest in nineties with avg. 92.7%.
Prior to a lunch and exercise bingo activity for our Adult Activity (senior) Center in Ellensburg, WA, Deputy Chief, Rich Elliott presented this informative discussion. He is the mayor of our town and also is in charge of the Emergency Response Service team for the Kittitas Valley Fire and Rescue (KVFR), Fire District #2, providing EMS, Prevention, and Training for our community. Check them out at: kvfr.org
Here is a link to my videotape of his talk, almost a half hour:
Rich Elliott of Fire and Rescue
Then follows 4 minutes of his answering questions after his educational talk:
After that, we enjoyed a variety of items for lunch, some fixed by the AAC staff and volunteers, and other side dishes brought by attendees including things such as peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, Oriental salad, fruit, veggies & dip, scalloped potatoes, zucchini bread, apple cinnamon crisps and low-salt potato chips. For the finale, our dessert, was a large piece of chocolate Heath Bar cake.
What a feast. We were ready for exercise bingo. Prizes given at the end were three movies on DVD.
Let’s start at the beginning, we were to arrive before 11:30 a.m.
Rich Elliott, AmeriCorps gals: Megan & Lauren, and Tina on the left; Rich and Katrina Douglas (AAC Director) visiting with AAC members.
Collage of Nancy with Katrina and she with Gloria Swanson. Gloria and I went as a team, Wednesday to SAIL, and Friday to this presentation, lunch, and bingo exercise.
Above is the card used for bingo. As each exercise is called, each person had to do it, and cover the space. We did a couple of regular bingos (lines in different directions), a T in any direction, and a frame, as above (I won that one). Winners got a couple of raffle tickets.
Next is a collage of the actual exercise bingo games, which lasted until 2:00 p.m.
Top left Lauren is handing a winning ticket to Pat Carney in the blue tee shirt. Bottom right, Gary demos Bicep Curls, and I’m doing some sort of swimming stroke on the far right. Erica took my camera to take a few pictures.
Tonight we went to the Swauk-Teanaway Grange for a presentation titled Living in the Era of Megafires.
This is an interesting issue and the video part include a segment of our neighbor’s son, Dale Swedberg, speaking about prescribed burning. We didn’t get home until after 10:00 p.m.
Saturday, October 1
For Sept 30 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 6 hrs 57 min with AHI=0.72. Events: 1 CSR, 5 H, 9 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 10 L/min). Oximetry: none to report. I screwed it up when uploading this afternoon. Too much multi-tasking and I missed hitting the correct button. I hit record instead of upload, and it erased all that was recorded last night before I obtained it.
Many house cleaning projects we both were involved with, and more outside that John managed. Still so very much to do, and the blog was put off another day. It will not be as involved as last week. That needed spelling corrections (Sclerosis had an h) and other tweaks. If you wish to have only the report on my left shoulder problem, you can request it, or go to this link.
This morning I received a notice of a Facebook friend’s picture of her young daughter.
Katrina, Chloe (with her very small violin), Bobbie with the Junior Jammers. Note, Katrina is a lefty fiddler.
Facebook notified me that Katrina Nicolayeff’s daughter, Chloe, (Roberta [Bobbie] Pearce’s granddaughter) was vidoetaped dancing at the Idaho Junior Jammers presentation today. I asked for the video, after seeing the photos. Here’s my collage from the video for an introduction to the video, below the picture captures:

I am sorry those of you without a Facebook account will miss the action. That is why I tried to grab the images above.
Seeing this, reminds me of our little 3-year-old mascot, Haley, who dances in assisted living homes with our group, Kittitas Valley Fiddlers and Friends.
Before retiring, I set up my computer to transfer a half hour of video from the Friday meeting (you’ve seen the link to above). It took all night to get there.
Sunday, Oct 2
For Oct 1 CPAP. Reported figures. Time on 6 hrs 18 min with AHI=0.48. Events: 3 H, 22 RERA. No mask leaks (max= 19 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 2 blips to low 88, all rest above, into nineties with avg. 92.8%. I captured a review graph and report.
I slept in, John fed cats and animals, I washed dishes, took pictures, processed some already on my computer, and John went to yard chores, leaving me to work on the blog.
I decided to make a collage of one of his projects he started months ago. The idea is to remove the bushes near the house and improve fire protection. There is also a secondary benefit. It is beside our patio at the back of our house, and will replace the majority of our raspberry bed. Some of those have been moved. There is a slowly lengthening walkway around the house. It will be a wheelchair accessible entry to the house. The front entrance is not conducive to such entry. We don’t plan to use it, but it will increase the value of our house when sold, and gives John a destination for all the rocks that keep growing around our property.
Upper left shows the removal of twice sprayed raspberries (hard to kill); lower left is actually the final shot today with dirt removed into the back of the pickup, and rocks deposited into the path’s base. The right is this morning and shows the gravel sloping access to the patio. The white gravel is repurposed crushed concrete – a bit dusty until rained on a few times. The gravel will eventually cover the rocks, and extend at least 12 feet from the house. We had a small lunch and continued working after taking a few more pictures outside. The original Raspberry plants were put under the drip line but a few are still there to the right of the rocks.
Now John just checked in to get his safety equipment for his chainsaw dismemberment of a large downed Cottonwood at the northeast corner of our property.
Now, he is back, saying he ran out of energy about the same time the saw ran out of gas. Supper will be roasted chicken thighs to be followed with warm:
And now, I have to get this on a jump drive to take to his computer.
Hope your week was fine.
Nancy and John
Still on the Naneum Fan
(Dr. Roux points out: You don’t have any joint space here anymore, and he continues with this question and comments.
The left image is a normal shoulder I took from the web (from an Australian doctor’s explanation of shoulder arthritis). The right image is my left shoulder from the 9-19-16 X-ray. The big white spot in the lower left of mine is a metal ball hung around my neck for scale and density measurements. My image shows the obliterated joint space and the flattened head of the humerus bone on the bone of my socket. Note also the bone spurs protruding from the bottom sides of the two bones.
The left image is of a pig’s bone spurs (follow the arrows). The right diagram is of a human shoulder with annotations of the symptoms of osteoarthritis disease. (Osteo=bone)
We did get some photos from today’s work party..
Entire volunteer group came from MG2, an architectural firm, with this bunch all in a sector that designs Costco stores.
He called from Leavenworth at 4:35 and got home about 70 minutes later. We had leftovers for dinner.
Mom out front (on the right of both photos) with twin fawns, no longer with spots.
Bridge near the Middle Fork trail head.
I picked up Gerald from RV Canopy Country on Dolarway just after 1:00 p.m., where he left his “new” truck to have its canopy installed. Fortunately, his son came and picked him up to take him back, because I had to go directly from music to a PT appointment on my shoulder.
Birthday cake celebration.
Suzy Orcutt West and Bob West and her dad and mom on the right. They had a large family of 12. Suzy we knew because Bob was my student in the 1990s (graduating from CWU Geography in 1997).
The large party was held in a barn at one of their children’s homes, on the other side of the valley. We enjoyed the Harvest Moon on the way home, but I was unable to capture it on my camera. John said I would find a better rendition on the web. I would have loved to have had what we saw surrounded by clouds.
A gladiolus that matches her outfit and Tiara is not showing in the left picture of the vase. It’s behind the orange one. Look at the right photo, and see it. The Tiara was my gift from Kathryn Carlson last year on my birthday during our Buy Nothing Clothing Share. This seemed like an appropriate gift to Clare Panattoni today. The glads are in a vase given to me by Renee Moore (on the buy nothing site), just last week. I’m behind Clare. Thanks to Valerie a professional photographer at the party for taking our picture on my camera. It was a nice party her family put on for her. Gloria and I had a nice visit with a number of mutual friends there. The party was from 2:00 to 4:00, and we got there a little after it started and were near last leaving.
John, with a small rock in his left hand and a large rock-net (multi-person carrier) in his right, middle picture is lunch, and right photo is him with a colleague discussing the project.
Tonight, I decided to put blackberries on John’s piece of pie (he picked them today), and I don’t like the seeds, so I put all the juice on mine and cut up one of our purple plums for my topping. This was on a piece of key lime pie.
This was a selfie of the two of us, and John is talking to the lady in front of us who lives on the west side and he has visited her (to pick Blueberries) house with the groom’s mom.
There are a few wild purple Asters blooming and some non-blooming Ragweed. The Rabbit bushes are abundant and the bees are all over them. Thus, that’s our vote. 
Todd is the chair of Political Science at CWU there for 20 years and wife Kathy I got to know independently through my SAIL activity class, in which she was a participant, being the caregiver for one of the older active community women of Ellensburg, Helen Wise. Small world continues in our lives. They are kayakers and learned about this event from an email I sent to my music group, which she likes to attend. They have kayaked at the Columbia and stopped by White Heron several times. They had a great time and want to join us next year as well.
John has an iron bar (aka the rock bar) behind a rock that needs moved. This is a re-route of an old trail that followed a logging road from years ago. It took about 4 years of planning, layout, environmental review, paper work, and meetings to get the “go ahead” for this project. WTA volunteers will do about 15 days of work on this before fall, then continue next summer after the snow melts and the tread dries out. (3,000 ft. elevation)
Late afternoon I received several X-rays and photographs of my procedure planning and culmination of the two dental implants for teeth #19 & 18 in my mouth. The photos must be sent in an encrypted computer file (medical record security), and it took me until the next day to figure out how to obtain them.
Left to right: (1) the ceramic mold of my teeth, with the plastic guide on the bottom teeth. (2) another view to the bottom jaw with placement. The two metal spots are holes for access of the drill to the correct spot, and they had to line up the correct angle and size of drill bit to make the hole in my bone. (3) the plastic guide out of the mouth mold showing the marks for the insertion of both places for an implant “screw.” (4) the final X-ray, shows when two implants had been screwed into the bone and the abutments for the future crown had been attached.
From there, I went to the senior center. I had no intention to go through Jazzercise, so close to my surgery, but I carried 3 large gladioli stems with different colored blooms: orange, red, and a beautiful variegated red & white. I should have taken a picture because I can’t find one on the web that is the same. No one had ever seen such a nifty arrangement.
She used Seattle Seahawk colors, so I placed them in the photo with my special cap. It was a challenge taking left-handed with a flash that pops up on the left holding side and needing to focus and shoot while leaving my mittened right hand in the picture with my vintage Seattle Seahawks hat. I will be right in style at next year’s Sportzpalooza at the senior center. (Last year’s blog showed John and me there on Jan 29, 2015, with my hat and colors on. John wore a red/white/blue Phillies jacket, yard sale edition. Next year I’ll have him add his Bronco T shirt (free with a beer purchase, or something) and wear my Chicago Cubs baseball hat. We’ll be all decked out. [John says, explain that: “adorn” (as in deck the halls), c.1500, from M.Du. dekken “to cover,” from the same P.Gmc. root as deck (n.).]
Nancy, Sept 1, 2016, on 73rd birthday
Cake (Lemon/Peach) with frosting added (cream cheese)
The flower on the left he sent to my Facebook account. It is a dinnerplate Hibiscus. The middle tub of birds is neat, and the one on the right is Crocus.
Tobie & Molly (left – 2006) to adult members of the Friesen family
Several colors are possible but because the trailer has “earth” colors, John picked orange. It is Kobota-orange and brighter than the trailer’s colors (somewhat faded). Hubcaps cover most of the rim, so only a little orange shows. The technology is new to us, but not new.
We gave away 12 pots the beginning of summer, a couple last week, and more need to be separated and potted anew.
Starts with Jack Creek a mile away from the trail work; sign entrance to two Alpine Wilderness Trails, Paula working on root removal, and John working on the top of a large root. The tree is already dead but removing the entire root might destabilize the tree, causing it to fall, and ripping up the newly refurbished trail. He took about 6 inches off the top, using saw and ax.
This is the rock and pole story at the end of a lot of hard digging by Paula and Carol to expose the rock. The previous day, thinking they were done with the heavy lifting, they had carried a continuous rope puller out to the truck …
Alan with a large removed root, Bradley dumping rocks John broke up from a nearby granitic, and well weathered, boulder. Alan watched from the end of turnpike, and on the right look past the turnpike and see John creating the buckets of small rocks with a one handed sledge hammer (aka, single Jack).
The photo is outside (overcast today then). On the right is the florist and the card from the sender attached. I appreciated receiving the pretty flowers from my dentist and my surgeon for yesterday’s activity in my mouth.
Inside the house I added a picture of the flower delivery vase beside a vase with the gladioli John brought to me when he got home. Both are in my kitchen window to cheer me when I fix my liquids mixed with filtered water and mix in a heaping tablespoon of New Zealand Whey (protein powder manufactured in Canada). I received a container of it from Tanya Myers, that John brought back to me with several boxes of apples picked this morning. 
This I captured from the lead in to the video, which Evie took from her camera and posted on You Tube, and then tagged me on the post, so that all my Facebook friends would receive it. All in the group were grateful for her efforts.
Identifying the players in the photos above: Left to right top row, Tim Henebry (mandolin), Roberta Clark (guitar), Dave Perkins (bass fiddle), Janet Perkins (fiddle), Nancy Hultquist (fiddle; red and white hat), Laina Brown (fiddle), Evie Scheutz (fiddle), Amy Davison (flute). Bottom front, Gerald Gordon (guitar), Minerva Caples (guitar), Sharon Jenson (bass guitar), and Anne Engels (tambourine). Our other mandolin player, Joanie Taylor was there, but realized she couldn’t make it up on the last minute stage (a flatbed trailer with hay bale step access). I needed help as well, and others decided because of the space problem and climb, to sit down front. We would have had room for Joanie there, but she’d already left. We were quite late starting after our originally planned 8:30 a.m. start.
John has been stopping at this fruit stand for many years and has learned the weights are always heavy and something is always free.
With the strong wind, bees (?) are less bothersome and the cats can eat in peace. All cats got fed supper, and two of them had two servings. Now it’s our turn to eat. We started with sharing a large peach and a plum-cot. John bought chunk of ham while at Costco, and will be adding an egg. It will be almost 9:00 p.m. by the time we eat. I cut up one of our Early Girl tomatoes to have with it. It was very tasty. Next time, I will have the whole tomato. We have been eating our little cherry tomatoes too.
This morning, I had a nice meeting with a few of the retired CWU Geography profs and heard/saw a presentation by Jim Huckabay (also a retired Geographer). It was of his recent trip to South Africa, where he shot a Warthog and a Springbok and saw much other wildlife. He was there with long time friends on a 10-day Safari where he and others actually lived in the fancy house of an African and his wife, and they hunted with a PH (professional hunter) from the area. Jim provided a picturesque and enjoyable education.
Warthog (Phacochoerus africanus)
The Springbok (Afrikaans: spring = jump; bok = antelope, deer, or goat) (Antidorcas marsupialis) is a small brown and white gazelle that stands about 75 cm high (30 inches). The males can weigh up to 50 kg (110 pounds) and the females up to 37 kg. The Latin name marsupialis derives from a pocket-like skin flap which extends along the middle of the back on to the tail. The springbok can lift this flap, which makes the white hairs underneath stand up in a conspicuous ‘fan’. That’s shown in the photo on the right.
John trimmed some of the long Raspberry canes and tossed them out back under Pine trees. The deer soon found them. Note the dark patch on Mamma’s face in front of the eye. The second fawn, back to the left where the mother is looking, came over as the first one moved away.
This was a gift of a picture photograph book that Katrina, the Director (on the left) made with photos of all the events, classes, and associated activities at our center she participated in, or lead, over her time here.
Above, I’m on the left with Carly Waymire and Anne Engels, and on the right is one of the vases of flowers that John picked and we delivered the day before. The Dahlias and Gladioli he planted, grew, and harvested. Some other things were added but I don’t have names.