10 December 2013

Días grises

Domingo 01- Sábado 07 Diciembre 
The week started with a day in multiple shades of gray. Dan hung a large prayer plant in our bedroom, where we hope it will be happy. Three teens rang our bell. Dan was not able to go to the door at that moment, so Carmen went out. She dutifully asked them if they spoke english to which they all looked horrified, shaking their heads no. We know that english is taught in school here, but few students choose to actually practice it when given the opportunity it seems. They rattled on in spanish as Carmen told them no hablo español – in spanish. Obviously they did not believe her. She understood the word for woman and sick, plus they carried a plastic glass with coins, stretched out towards the gate. Carmen excused herself and came inside to get some coins to put in their glass. Always wonder if the malady is fact or is it just a way to collect money...but then, what seems like a lot to them, is so little to us. The area velador (night watchman) who walks the streets after dark was here to make his weekly fee collection, as he is every Sunday morning, just before 11am.  The gray weather doesn;t seem to bother the plants.  Lots of our orchids are looking really healthy, with lots of white root tendrils reaching out to grab on to something (like this Oncidium), and the pseudo-bulbs filling out.  Good portents of lots of blooms.

Monday we both had IMSS clinic appointments around eleven am. Dan to get lab orders for blood/urine tests before his next month's appointment, an annual checkup. And Carmen for her monthly meds plus the dizziness and elbow problems. Our appointments were fifteen minutes apart with the same doctor, to be sure Dan was there to talk for Carmen. We arrived a half hour early and knowing that our doctor leaves near one pm (patients are set up annually at the clinic for morning or afternoon assigned doctor shifts at one of eight consultorios, so you always have the same doctor), we started getting very anxious when 12:30pm arrived. Dan asked at the desk when we were to be taken, as we had already seen the nurse for the weigh-ins and BP checks. At this point Dan was informed that he had to go down to Consultorio Uno because our doctor was running out of time. Carmen was to see Doctor Rendon in Cinco as usual. Dan had to leave Carmen on her own, or miss his appointment. After another hour of waiting time in the chairs at Uno, Dan (worried all the time that Carmen would get called in and have issues talking to her doctor) had no problem getting his lab order, written out by a young and pleasant doctor. (Invariably, we have had only favorable interactions with IMSS staff at all levels.) Then he rushed back to see how Carmen was faring.

Here is Carmen's story: After waiting that extra hour or so, she became very nervous that the doctor would have to leave and she would be shuttled elsewhere, to someone unfamiliar to her situation. Knowing that she really needed to see the doctor this day, she practiced what to say to the receptionist in her mind, then bravely walked up to the desk and informed the lady that she did not speak much spanish, and would she please let her know when to go into the office. Seemed that all the other folks sitting about waiting were most interested in what Carmen had to say. Apparently the receptionist understood, because she walked up to Carmen to tell her when it was her turn. Carmen went into the doctors office and found no doctor there, so she sat and waited expectantly.

Meanwhile a fellow came in asking where the doctor was. It was discovered that this fellow spoke more english than Carmen did spanish. Carmen asked him if he could help her if needed since her translator (Dan) was sent down the hall. He did in fact hang out by the open door until Carmen was almost finished, until the time Dan arrived. This fellow had needed to talk to the doctor about some X-rays that Dr Rendon returned with.

Ok – here goes: Dr Rendon always speaks a few words of english to set Carmen at ease – “hello” and “how are you today,” not much else. Carmen first of all told him, in spanish, she was sorry that Dan was not there, and yes he knew that Dan had been sent to a different doctor. We had prepared & printed out several papers to give to Dr Rendon describing what was going on with Carmen (we find this much more efficient, doing the technical translating at home, rather than Dan trying to relate everything verbally) plus exam reports generated by the rheumatologist in Orizaba and the ear, nose and throat specialist she had been to since last coming here to our clinica familiar. He read everything and asked a few questions. It was really not too bad. Dan then showed up and the doctor informed Dan of all that we had discussed and gave us the needed prescriptions and off we went back to his nurse to get our annual influenza vaccine shots. What we learned today is to never accept an appointment late in the morning, but to choose another day when earlier appointment spaces are still open. We don't like seeing doctors that might not be familiar with our situation (although the doctors we see always type up everything that transpires in each session into their computers), and it is hard on both doctor and Carmen when traductor (translator) Dan is missing from the room. She is on antibiotics again for the swollen elbow.

Before going to the clinic, we had stopped to check on the status of our vacuum cleaner order and special paver blocks. Also a stop at Office Depot. Only needed a grocery stop on the way home. Walmart was in chaos, moving big areas around, making room for all the extra Xmas goodies. Seemed that not much restocking had been done the night before. Most unusual for this store. And guess what new item we found there this time – Temptations! Finally we have found our cats' favorite treats here! Wondering if all our emails to mexican Whiskas finally convinced some area stores to handle it? Now if only other Walmart customers will purchase these Temptaciones regularly, so the restocking will continue. When we first arrived here, WalMart was the only place that carried Scoop Away cat litter (our favorite, because it works better and lasts longer than mexican brands), but the store only had a box or two at a time. It now gets it in by the pallet load.

Our front porch area is really clean at the moment. Carmen watered flowers there and laid the hose down for another watering later before winding it back onto the wall. Some how, the hose was left running. Now, did Carmen space out turning it off, or is our little ghost playing tricks on us? Dan squeegeed the water off. He had earlier swept off the porch and cut our spot of grass in the front yard. Tuesday evening we went for a short walk down to the end of the street and back up the next one over, and found that street being black-topped. It had been dirt, gravel and cobbles. We assume that the trucks loaded with sugar cane that crossed over by our house this week are using this route since the other road was being resurfaced.  These are huge open-bed semitruck loads!

One morning a man with a sizable bag of really filled out orchids rang our bell. This was the same fellow from a week ago who we had bargained down significantly. Dan limited himself to only three, and he gave us one extra (since we're “buen clientes”), so we got all four for MX$150 (about US$11). We have misgivings about buying wild orchids that may have been stripped from forest trees (we'd never do this ourselves, and try to discourage itinerant sellers by saying we'll only buy blow-downs), but with the plants there, jammed together in a big bag, we feel that nurturing them here is better than them getting dried out and discarded should they not be sold.  Dan tied them up to a piece of bambu, here they will eventually grab ahold and flower for us for years.  We are very much enjoying the opportunities here for year-round flowers, and note that our mornings for the most part are about 35ºF higher than the frigid temps now being experienced back in the maritime pacific northwest.

This has been a crashing week. First Carmen dropped and broke a dish from the new set we purchased here a year ago. Next while in bed one night, we heard a crash and it turned out to be the light bulb falling from the ceiling fixture over our upstairs shower. Dan has now replaced the fixture, which had threading so minimal as to not grip the screwed-in bulb firmly. The weather has been quite chilly for us this past week. At six am wednesday morning a strong wind came up along with many degrees warmer air. Yea!!!! On this really windy morn, after talking to the fellow selling us orchids, we left the front door open a bit for our cats. As we were taking our shower, there was a horrific crash. Dan feared some of our roofing above the mirador had blown off. Turned out to be just the door crashing closed, driven by a gust passing thru the house. Luckily Gardi cat was all the way outside, so he did not get flattened when it closed. He was meowing to come back inside by the time we got downstairs. Kitties did not like the strong wind.

We often water our plants in the early evening, and we have discovered that our terraza outside our bedroom is a great place for bird-watching at this time of day. Two green parrots flying past several times. One orange Altamira or Black-throated oriole flying from one fruiting tree in the neighborhood to another, eating oranges. A flicker pecking away in a tall palm. The cooler cloudy weather has reduced the number of butterflies we're seeing.  The fruit on the Easter eggplant is almost ripe enough to pick, having changed color from white to yellow, and lots of lavender color blooms means more fruits are on the way.

Dan made and installed a rack to hold our brooms and mops in our water heater closet, which is in our new bathroom. He also worked on the faucets in the upstairs shower again, repacking the valve stems. Maybe this time they will not leak after a few uses. He is of course spending time at his computer, copying more music, of which now 2/3 is finished. The hour in the day that flies by the fastest, is the 6-7pm hour when the show, “Teen Wolf” is on. This and a good many other tv series and movies, are in english with spanish subtitles. The tv station that had all the cooking shows in english, has recently changed to mostly telenovela (soap opera type) shows in spanish. No all-english channels are available from Cablecom, our packaged tv-telephone-internet service.

Thursday, Colyn, the lady from Santa Cruz, CA, stopped by to give us a book. She said she was moving, probably to Oaxaca, because her insect allergies are too bad in Fortin. What a shame to lose a friend who speaks english. Then as Carmen was laying in the hammock, on the front porch, reading, this green noisey vocho (vw beetle) parked right in front of our gate again. We have often seen it parked there and thought the driver was with the social action group whose office is next door. This time the man got out of the car, started to walk past, and backed up. Yes, he actually walked backwards. He said hello and asked if we are the people from the US. His name is Juan Carlos, and he teaches english in the bilingual school here in Fortín. Carl, as he is known in english, turns out to be the father of Lewis, the teen age boy who used to stop and chat a bit, from Los Angeles, CA. The reason we have not seen Lewis lately is that they have moved a few miles away, over into the residential area behind Walmart. We also found out that two other english speaking men and their families who moved here from Houston, have moved to Tamaulipas state Bummer. So – we have lost four english speakers from our neighborhood. However, Juan also told us that a woman who is in a wheelchair and lives a block away, is from the US. Also Juan said he would bring Richard, another man from the US, to meet us. Richard and his wife own a rental house a few doors from us (where Colyn lives now), but he lives in downtown Fortín. Juan is giving private english tutoring to the teenage girl (and possibly her mother Nancy), who lives with her husband Oscar two buildings south of us.

On our walk into town friday, we spied and bought the first fresh strawberries of the season, also a pineapple. Both could have been better. The grapefruit we had for breakfast, however, was one of the best ever! On walks we always see something new. The house we considered our second choice when we were house-hunting has been sold and has been repainted, and has been having masonry work being done out back. On another street, avenida 9, we have been wondering about one large structure that had much rubble in the front and bare walls, plus some walls & roofs missing. The rubble is now gone, outside walls plastered, and the yard in the front cleaned up. Also the large field next to it where we have often admired all the wild flowers, had been cleared. Wonder what will happen there? Seems like there is always evidence of growth and change in the neighborhood.

There was a long line at our bank's atm machine. We will go there another day. Checked for a specific o-ring at two hardwares and shopped for fresh veggies at the Super Ahorros store. We saw Ania shopping there, and firmed up our invitation for their visit saturday. The menu was a fresh vegetable salad, chicken stew with dumplings, and peanut butter cookies for dessert. When that day arrived, Ania and her mother, Wanda from Poland, and Frank came for dinner and a chat. The ladies toured and admired all our plantings. The guys ended up at Dan's computer. Always an enjoyable time and we hope to see Wanda a few more times before she goes back home. She is truly a delightful lady!

Oh yes, friday night at 2am we were awoken by a flatbed truck of mariachis & brass serenading someone who was having a birthday that day, down the avenue a block away. Dan opened the window so we could enjoy the music. After two selections they were gone and we got back to sleep. Mexico is a country where people enjoy and live their music. One of the abañiles (masons) across the street loudly sings throughout his work day. Great voice!  Where the new house is being built, is a huge pile of freshly delivered arena (sand). We looked out to see an unusual sight! On the very top lay two dogs, seeming to enjoy the view and soft surface to take their ease. They were kings of the mountain, and in fact two more dogs happened by and the ones on top barked possessively to drive them off.