life's little accomplishments.
Jan. 26th, 2010 07:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serynThere's someone here on DW who posts every Monday inviting us to praise ourselves for life's little (and big) accomplishments.
Someone wrote (publicly, but I'm still not linking it) that they made it through a doctor's visit and held it together. I think that's awesome for anyone because I really struggle with that. And moreso, my particular form of panic is to freeze up and be silent. Well, think about it, screaming never helps. If you're in public and attacked, more bad people will flock toward the prey and upstanding people look away. (They actually taught this fact to college girls when I went... you're supposed to scream "Fire!" if you're being raped because people run toward a fire but away from someone yelling for "Help!") Screaming in a situation where from the outside it doesn't seem like a big deal just puts people off who might otherwise help you.
I completely fail at the doctor's office. The guy's enormous. He stands between me and the door. Then he wraps his hands around my neck. It's the standard neck gland check but I can't imagine it not being triggery for normal people; it scares me half-to-death. Stupid man takes my blood pressure right after this. I failed every damned time. I finally mentioned it to the doctor. Who was absolutely shocked, visibly, that having a strange man wrap his hands around my neck from behind scared me enough to measure. He started with the blood pressure the next time. This I passed rather well because he wasn't standing between me and the door either and hadn't already terrified me.
He was stunned that I'd been that scared and not reacted by moving or screaming. I looked at him and asked, "How would that have helped? You weren't going to stop if I tried to escape and no one here was going to stop you if I was screaming. Everyone else here works for you." It hadn't even occurred to him that I believed no one would help me since that's, theoretically, his business.
I made quiche. It's pretty tasty. I used leeks for the first time, ever I think. Two well-washed leeks, whites only, chopped fine. All the remaining spinach (about a quart unchopped), chopped coarsely. 4 XL eggs, 1T corn starch, 3 T cream cheese, 3T cheddar cheese (grated), 1T finely grated swiss cheese. 1T cream and 1/4t pepper. About 1oz smoked turkey (deli sliced, kept in freezer, just chunked while frozen... so all the remaining slices are truncated). Blend all ingredients well. Pour into buttered pie dish. Bake uncovered at 350 for 30 minutes, then reduce temperature to 300 and bake for another 15 minutes. Let cool completely before refrigerating.
I think quiche needs lots of stuff. It's actually better when it looks like the spinach is barely moistened with egg batter. The egg gets trapped in its fluffy state by all the solid components providing structure. So the quiche rises and the spinach and leeks cook down, so when the quiche settles it doesn't compact too much and get cheesecake-like. The smoked turkey is excellent in this being milder than ham but still providing meat and salty flavor. Notice that no salt was actually added, with 3 kinds of cheese it wasn't needed.
And my other accomplishment was solving the most recent Sprint issue despite Sprint-dealings not being my job. I am still angry about it, both with Sprint for being the kind of company no one should ever do business with and with my SO for promising he'd deal with them and still leaving it to me.
I have a non-recent accomplishment, but the on-going success should be mentioned. I have been having a lot of trouble getting to sleep. I finally realized it was because I was chilled all the way through by my nighttime routine. Now I put my pajamas on soon after dinner instead of waiting until the last minute. That way I get my sleeping clothes warmed up while I'm still semi-active in the evening. It requires some care during the washing and brushing phase so I do not dampen myself, but has eliminated me getting up again because I am unable to sleep. If it is actually cold, I wear my big robe to bed. It's zippered and made from sweatshirt material. So if the covers get pulled off me I'm not frozen solid before I awaken.
Someone wrote (publicly, but I'm still not linking it) that they made it through a doctor's visit and held it together. I think that's awesome for anyone because I really struggle with that. And moreso, my particular form of panic is to freeze up and be silent. Well, think about it, screaming never helps. If you're in public and attacked, more bad people will flock toward the prey and upstanding people look away. (They actually taught this fact to college girls when I went... you're supposed to scream "Fire!" if you're being raped because people run toward a fire but away from someone yelling for "Help!") Screaming in a situation where from the outside it doesn't seem like a big deal just puts people off who might otherwise help you.
I completely fail at the doctor's office. The guy's enormous. He stands between me and the door. Then he wraps his hands around my neck. It's the standard neck gland check but I can't imagine it not being triggery for normal people; it scares me half-to-death. Stupid man takes my blood pressure right after this. I failed every damned time. I finally mentioned it to the doctor. Who was absolutely shocked, visibly, that having a strange man wrap his hands around my neck from behind scared me enough to measure. He started with the blood pressure the next time. This I passed rather well because he wasn't standing between me and the door either and hadn't already terrified me.
He was stunned that I'd been that scared and not reacted by moving or screaming. I looked at him and asked, "How would that have helped? You weren't going to stop if I tried to escape and no one here was going to stop you if I was screaming. Everyone else here works for you." It hadn't even occurred to him that I believed no one would help me since that's, theoretically, his business.
I made quiche. It's pretty tasty. I used leeks for the first time, ever I think. Two well-washed leeks, whites only, chopped fine. All the remaining spinach (about a quart unchopped), chopped coarsely. 4 XL eggs, 1T corn starch, 3 T cream cheese, 3T cheddar cheese (grated), 1T finely grated swiss cheese. 1T cream and 1/4t pepper. About 1oz smoked turkey (deli sliced, kept in freezer, just chunked while frozen... so all the remaining slices are truncated). Blend all ingredients well. Pour into buttered pie dish. Bake uncovered at 350 for 30 minutes, then reduce temperature to 300 and bake for another 15 minutes. Let cool completely before refrigerating.
I think quiche needs lots of stuff. It's actually better when it looks like the spinach is barely moistened with egg batter. The egg gets trapped in its fluffy state by all the solid components providing structure. So the quiche rises and the spinach and leeks cook down, so when the quiche settles it doesn't compact too much and get cheesecake-like. The smoked turkey is excellent in this being milder than ham but still providing meat and salty flavor. Notice that no salt was actually added, with 3 kinds of cheese it wasn't needed.
And my other accomplishment was solving the most recent Sprint issue despite Sprint-dealings not being my job. I am still angry about it, both with Sprint for being the kind of company no one should ever do business with and with my SO for promising he'd deal with them and still leaving it to me.
I have a non-recent accomplishment, but the on-going success should be mentioned. I have been having a lot of trouble getting to sleep. I finally realized it was because I was chilled all the way through by my nighttime routine. Now I put my pajamas on soon after dinner instead of waiting until the last minute. That way I get my sleeping clothes warmed up while I'm still semi-active in the evening. It requires some care during the washing and brushing phase so I do not dampen myself, but has eliminated me getting up again because I am unable to sleep. If it is actually cold, I wear my big robe to bed. It's zippered and made from sweatshirt material. So if the covers get pulled off me I'm not frozen solid before I awaken.
