Report of 1 Apr 2007
The report is late, as I have been travelling. Sorry.
Entrance exams to get Naren into grades 11 and 12 are on. It's a highly competitive process, and we'll keep you posted on the outcome.
I went to the B last week w/ a bag of chocolate to congratulate Vandana and Vaishnavi on this magnificent orgn that they have founded - so magnificent that even the President of India waxed eloquent about it. There were, of course, patients to be seen and one of them, Ms. B, is a masseuse. She has been complaining of persistent nausea, and pregnancy has been ruled out. We've sent her to a specialist who found nothing, and it strikes me that psych meds probably have this side effect. So I will suggest to the psychiatrist that he take a look as well. Ms. B is a gentle sort, not welcome w/ her family as they have no idea how to handle her illness. I see from recent entries in her file, though, that the sibs have contact w/ her and that's a plus. I rather like hanging out w/ my sibs, and I remember my mother-in-law being very surprised at the amount my sister, Anu, and I giggled when Anu and fam joined us for Christmas one year. After rounds at the B, I paid for a massage and enjoyed every minute, esp knowing that it was supporting a once-destitute woman and helping her become independent.
At the veg market, the fruit man produced a report from his pocket: it was a test on his brother-in-law who does not have children. The semen analysis showed no sperm at all, and it was catastrophic to me. In this Breeders' Digest country, if a married couple does not have children almost nine months to the day after nuptials, something is amiss and gossip starts. The vendor asked if I could prescribe a "tonic" for his brother-in-law; I'm going to send him to a urologist instead. I'm an ardent fan of birth control once a child or 2 has come along.
Travels took me to Madurai to celebrate my Dad's b'day. It is always lovely to sit and chat w/ my parents, and revel in their senses of humor. I am also a tad envious at their robust faith - manifest in my mother's reading of Sanskrit shlokas and my father's reading of the Bible - in spite of the loss of their genial, handsome first-born. We had a great meal, and all too soon, the visit was over.
This time next week, I'll be in the U.S. See you from there.
Unw -
R
Entrance exams to get Naren into grades 11 and 12 are on. It's a highly competitive process, and we'll keep you posted on the outcome.
I went to the B last week w/ a bag of chocolate to congratulate Vandana and Vaishnavi on this magnificent orgn that they have founded - so magnificent that even the President of India waxed eloquent about it. There were, of course, patients to be seen and one of them, Ms. B, is a masseuse. She has been complaining of persistent nausea, and pregnancy has been ruled out. We've sent her to a specialist who found nothing, and it strikes me that psych meds probably have this side effect. So I will suggest to the psychiatrist that he take a look as well. Ms. B is a gentle sort, not welcome w/ her family as they have no idea how to handle her illness. I see from recent entries in her file, though, that the sibs have contact w/ her and that's a plus. I rather like hanging out w/ my sibs, and I remember my mother-in-law being very surprised at the amount my sister, Anu, and I giggled when Anu and fam joined us for Christmas one year. After rounds at the B, I paid for a massage and enjoyed every minute, esp knowing that it was supporting a once-destitute woman and helping her become independent.
At the veg market, the fruit man produced a report from his pocket: it was a test on his brother-in-law who does not have children. The semen analysis showed no sperm at all, and it was catastrophic to me. In this Breeders' Digest country, if a married couple does not have children almost nine months to the day after nuptials, something is amiss and gossip starts. The vendor asked if I could prescribe a "tonic" for his brother-in-law; I'm going to send him to a urologist instead. I'm an ardent fan of birth control once a child or 2 has come along.
Travels took me to Madurai to celebrate my Dad's b'day. It is always lovely to sit and chat w/ my parents, and revel in their senses of humor. I am also a tad envious at their robust faith - manifest in my mother's reading of Sanskrit shlokas and my father's reading of the Bible - in spite of the loss of their genial, handsome first-born. We had a great meal, and all too soon, the visit was over.
This time next week, I'll be in the U.S. See you from there.
Unw -
R
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