Mercury Sextile MC and then ASC

 "A good time to communicate with others" says astrodienst, to the woman who speaks to no-one but doctors and technicians.

I just read what I wrote on the 7th about feeling SO much better because I'd made the decision to get my hip replaced before the knee job, which would be funny now if my sense of humor hadn't disappeared. 

What happened, in a little more detail, is that I told the surgeon yes, I'd like my hip replaced but I want another month of physical therapy. OK, he says. And then, I say, how long does it take to actually schedule the surgery? Six weeks, he says. Oh, OK, says the person with no brain, I'll do another month of therapy then and make an appointment to come back when that's done and then I'll just wait six weeks while you fit me into your schedule. Yes, that sounds just fine.

As soon as I get home my brain begins to work and I realize that gives me TEN weeks to get stronger, and call the surgeon's office to say hey, I'd like to get scheduled for surgery now as six weeks gives me a month and a half for more PT, but of course I can't do it over the phone and have to make an appointment to go and say it in person, and the first appointment they can give me to do that is April 29th but they will happily put me on the cancellation list.  

So as for what I'm supposed to be doing today, I haven't spoken to a soul and probably won't have by the time I go to sleep, so any plans I can mange to make today will be made by me alone and we can all see from the above how good I am at that. 

If I Hadn't Posted this...

... this poor blog might have been lost for ever in the land of I have no idea what.

Seem to have been stuck for the past couple of weeks. No seem, I was.

Great big decision made today.

I shall have my arthritic hip replaced (I keep wanting to say transplanted) before I have my arthritic knee replaced. 

Not yet verified by the medical establishment but just to have made the decision feel better. 

Uranus Trine Chiron

Another didn't know this was happening day except I feel like shit.

This has been going on for a year now and bears no resemblance whatsoever to what astrodienst thinks I should be feeling.

No riding the crest of a wave here, just trying to summon up the energy to do the simplest things that leave me feeling exhausted. My 90-day streak in Duolingo has long gone and sometimes I manage a day, promptly miss two days, do a day, miss three—no ambition, no desire, no nothing. 

Sun Sextile Uranus and...

 ...Venus conjunct Venus  

Yesterday: OK so I have an appointment with the surgeon to discuss my upcoming right hip transplant and only wait an hour to be seen.

We get into a discussion about what hurts and I say my right knee does, I think, but I can't really tell where the pain is coming from, just that it's difficult to walk. The pain in your knee may well be received pain from the hip, says the surgeon. We look at an X-ray of my hip and even I can see the difference between the ball in the socket of my left hip and the big mess on the other side. 

We're here to treat pain, the surgeon says, so you should have your knee replaced first, but the insurance company won't pay for two things in one visit so you'll have to come back next week to get your knee X-rayed. (My GP had sent me to the hospital a month ago for the hip X-ray.)

But the hip replacement is so much easier, I say, everyone says that. No it's not, says the surgeon. They're both serious surgeries. I make an appointment for the knee X-ray next week and on the way home wonder what it will be like when my knee is "OK" after the surgery and I'll have  excruciating pain because of the destroyed hip. 

In spite of all this a friend I haven't seen for ages comes over in the afternoon and we have a brilliant game of UpWords. 

Sun Trine Frigging Pluto

Written on 3/28.

Of course it's Sun Trine Pluto—how can a day like this NOT be Sun trine Pluto—and here is the amazing thing. I didn't know. 

Added 3/30: I no longer pay the attention I once did to daily transits. 

A bit of a breakthrough - living life instead of making notes on it.  

Will describe later. 

Yesterday's Mercury Square Uranus

It was late afternoon when I'd recovered from the work crew being here all week and finally being left to my own devices that I went out to water the garden—neglected while the crew were here as whatever had been on the front porch was scattered all over the place and I couldn't water without hitting something I shouldn't—and discovered my only two months old wonderful make my life easier watering system had been wound incorrectly with the hose not all inside the winding wheel so that it was sticking and not able to unwind properly and all the frustrations of the past three months came to the surface and I completely lost my temper.

I suppose it's proof of my new found maturity (?) that after a minute of cursing and swearing I came back inside, did something else for an hour, went back out, tried to unstick it, swore a bit more, came in for another hour and when I went back for the third time I was able to get it unstuck—not easy— and water the garden, discovering as I did so the havoc the crew had wrought on many of my plants and not immediately picking up the phone and complaining to the crew supervisor. 

I still haven't done that, but I shall, as the nozzle on the hose is covered with stucco gunk I can't get off and when I mentioned this earlier in the week I'd been promised a new nozzle, forgotten about when I paid the final bill yesterday. 

I'm daring to think that this sudden renewal of the ability to write coherent sentences is a good thing. 

Saturn Square Saturn exact and Venus Square the MC....

.....and later in the day Mercury square Uranus.

I am driving myself around the bend waiting for these workmen to be gone. I can't just accept that they're here on the front porch and then the back patio and they've been here for almost two weeks now and I'm allowing myself to be driven crazy.

First Physical Therapy appointment this morning at 8 and I came straight back to the house and have been here ever since. I OUGHT to take trash into town and haven't done it, I OUGHT to do this and OUGHT to do the other and I just sit here in the little back bedroom and indulge my Trump Derangement Syndrome and watch Pondering Politics and Adam Mockler and all the rest saying and showing that Trump is a crazy old man intent on destroying this country and just wish that this crew would pack up all their stuff and be gone. 

Note from yesterday: Somewhere around early afternoon yesterday I was able to rouse myself and put a load of laundry in. Ten minutes after that a plumber appeared and said he had to shut off the water for a bit. I pointed him to the well house, lifted the lid of the washing machine and switched it off.

Thirty minutes later he completed his job, which will make it much easier for me to attach a hose to the outside faucet, turned the water back on and left. I went to restart the laundry that had been sitting in the tub for 30 minutes and it wouldn't turn on. Several attempts but would not turn on. Called plumber, asked him to come back and when he had showed him how the machine wouldn't turn on. He shut the lid and immediately my sheets began swishing around in soapy water and I felt like the biggest idiot of all time. 

I have no business living in a house. 

But this is what it looks like with the horrible pink wall gone. 

And of course the Moon is in the Fourth today -

"This is a good time to retire by yourself to your own private place. You seek and need comfort from the demands of the outside world, and having a pleasant relaxing time at home is probably the best way to accomplish this."