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[the_rck]

Cordelia's best friend's family needs to move this summer, so it's now kind of up in the air as to which high school she'll end up attending. It will depend on whether or not they find a house to buy and where or if they need to move to another rental somewhere. I know they want to stay on this side of town because the girl's mother works at the VA hospital and needs to commute by bus. I've referred them to the buyer's agent we worked with, and I warned them about the Orangeburg sewer line problem that many houses have. A collapsed sewer line is both horribly expensive and beyond inconvenient. The city keeps a database of where Orangeburg lines have been replaced, and they recommend using it to see if the house you're interested in has had it replaced and/or is in a neighborhood where other houses have. A lot of these neighborhoods were built all at once.

I ended up spending about three hours at an urgent care clinic last night. I think that, every time my body does something weird now, my clinic's triage nurses are going to look at my medical records and panic because it could be something terrible. In this case, one round of the standard PT for vertigo (the Epley maneuver) seems to have settled things completely.

I missed my window for dinner, so all I ate after lunch yesterday was an applesauce pouch. I had grabbed it on the way to the urgent care clinic because it had already been five hours since lunch. We tried to pick up a vanilla frosty on the way home, but the Wendy's was out of vanilla, so I was SOL on that front.

Scott and Cordelia went to the class picnic without me (and still got to the clinic to pick me up before I was actually done). Scott sent me a picture of Cordelia and some of her classmates wading. There's a lot of bean salad leftover. When I tried some this morning, I was irritated to discover that some of the beans were actually crunchy. I used pre-cooked, canned beans. Crunchy is not something I wanted or expected, and it probably explains why there's so much leftover. I'm not sure what to do about that at this point. I don't want to eat crunchy beans, but I can't exactly pull out the problematic ones to cook them further now.

Comments

[wendelah1]

Vertigo is horrible and scary. You must be so relieved that it's resolved. The Epley maneuver worked for me, too, although I had to be referred to Physical Therapy for it. I had a one-time recurrence a few years later and I was able to fix it myself, too.

Crunchy canned beans?

[the_rck]

Yes, indeed, crunchy canned beans. I'm pretty sure that these were one of the organic types that Scott bought. He mostly got the store brand, but there were two cans of organic beans.

Fortunately for me, I was too cranky about the whole vertigo business to be scared by it. I guess crankiness is my coping strategy for scary medical mysteries.

[fred_mouse]

Crunchy canned beans sound terrible. Probably too late as an idea for this lot, but would turning the salad in to soup have been an approach to getting them cooked?

[the_rck]

A bean salad is a mix of several different kinds of cooked beans in vinegar, oil, and sugar. I'm not sure that would cook well, generally, and some of the other types of beans were near to falling apart. I wouldn't have wanted to cook them.

Also, this was for a potluck picnic. We needed something that could sit out for two or three hours without going bad and without getting either too warm or cool for eating.

If I'd caught it before I added them, I'd have cooked them a bit.

[fred_mouse]

Ah. Not what I was envisioning for a bean salad!