Friday, November 23, 2012

So Much for Accu-Chek

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The doctor wanted me to get a blood glucose monitor, which seemed a bit immature to me since I had not gone for the glucose tolerance test yet. I did it anyway, thinking, I should test randomly anyway in between the annual blood draws. It would be similar to having werewolf tendencies; you don’t want to wait for the full moon before you know for sure. If there were a home administered canine tolerance test, it could prevent some embarrassment later in the month. Random sugar testing could explain other behaviors.

The doctor and I had to negotiate when I would get this test done. He wanted me to go on Thursday, but I had to explain Thanksgiving to him twice. Initially, we agreed on Friday, until Thanksgiving night, when I realized that the dinner could very well alter the results by the next morning. Nix that idea. Monday is looking good. In the meanwhile, he is expecting me to test my sugar on a daily basis.

I bought the Accu-Chek machine upon the pharmacist’s recommendation shelling out over $50 when I really wanted the $15 model. She assured me there were instructions in English in the box. When I opened the kit, there were pamphlets in 47 world languages including Cherokee, but nothing in English. Thanks to the Internet, I was able to find what I needed in a downloadable PDF document.

According to the directions, after removing tape from the battery, it should turn in by pressing a button. Nothing! Taking the battery out and replacing it did nothing either. I had Ron return it to the store. He returned claiming you had to hold the button down longer to turn it on and yes there are directions in English in the box. Hunting through again, there they were: How to clean your machine. End of story! So much for the English instructions.

Conferring with the PDF document, I first need to insert the computer chip into the machine. This is followed by placing a test strip in and placing one drop of the Accu-Chek Control Solution on the test strip. This will make sure your machine is calibrated correctly before you do your first test. There was no Accu-Chek Control Solution included in the kit, creating another trip to the pharmacy, but with negative results. Nincs! We don’t sell that solution. Strange, you sell the machine, but not the control solution? Well, if they spoke English or I spoke Hungarian that would have been the question to ask.

Pharmacies 2, 3, and 4 had the same disastrous results. One of them did give me the phone number for the Accu-Chek company here in Hungary to call to find out more information. When our massage therapist arrived later today, I had him call for me. The company that supplies the machines to the pharmacies told him that they do not have a list of which pharmacies stock which of their products; therefore, they could not tell him where to buy the control solution. Is there a wonder why businesses come and go here?

A brainstorm hit! I called one of my students who was diagnosed with diabetes over a year ago and has since branded himself as the Hungarian poster child on diabetic information. No answer. Then I called the First Med Center, the clinic that caters to ex-pats. They would have a doctor call me back. Still uneducated, I fumed over this nonsense and waste of time.

The doctor from First Med called me back. It took some time for me to explain about the control solution, but finally she understood. She said with the new machines, it is not needed as the computer chip does the work. How queer that the directions mention the control solution right after they instruct you to insert the computer chip with each new box of testing strips. Okay, I surrender! Maybe the control solution is not needed.
My student called back. He uses a different machine, causing him to be clueless over my issue with the control solution. Our massage therapist called four more pharmacies. Not one had heard of this solution, though all of them sold the machine.

It seems I am totally out of control for now.

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Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Thanksgiving Time

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It will soon be Thanksgiving, like tomorrow. This is one of my favorite holidays. I used to have a holiday trio: Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Halloween isn't so much fun since we have lived in Hungary. There are no festive kiddies prancing the streets looking for goodies or mischief.

Christmas has fallen from favor since we are on vacation each year when it comes around. We celebrate it alone, in some warm inviting country discovering new foods and customs. Yet I still miss that sense of family that I grew up with, even if that went by the wayside decades ago.

So all of my energy is tossed into Thanksgiving. For years, I would have to start pleading guests starting in May, to bring over ingredients from the US that I could not find here. Each year, it has become a bit easier, if not expensive, having to buy these items at the specialty shops. But, it is only once a year and we don't have people to buy Christmas presents for, so why not? 

Tomorrow, we will have a total of 7 for dinner, all Americans. Our annual tradition is to try to reach out the Americans that we have come to known here who don't have family or other big events to attend.

The menu includes:
Appetizers of Artichoke Dip and Corn crisps

Then at the dinner table:
Pumpkin soup
Turkey

Stuffing
Italian flavored mushrooms
Mashed potatoes
Sweet potato casserole

Brussels Sprouts
Cranberry sauce
Pumpkin pie
Apple pie

Not too shabby for a hunt and peck ingredients hunt.

If I don't make it back tomorrow between the cooking, Happy Thanksgiving to all of you USA folks. Sorry, Canada, I know yours was last month.
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Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Sicko and Malware Both

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While I am trying to recover from my illness, after an X-Ray, they ruled out anything more serious than bronchitis. On the path to that discovery, my doctor decided he is bound and determined to check me for diabetes yet again. His suspicions were raised by the fact that I have had night-sweats. They have been so bad, Ron has awakened thinking he missed out on flood evacuation orders. Add to the mix that I have created a new world's record for nighttime trips to the bathroom. One night I checked my clock. Every fifteen minutes from 11:00 pm to 6:30 am, I was wandering the halls. It felt like I was attached for a fire hydrant; there did not seem to be an end in sight. If I had drank gallons of fluid beforehand I could understand it, but I quit drinking by 7pm.

So while this is going on, our website BudaBaB.com gets attached with some malware by a hacker. My first awareness was when I went to give someone directions from the site and saw the horrendous warning. Panic hit! I did not know what to do. After Googling, I found the Webmaster Tools, but could not get the code into the site like they needed. Finally, I asked my host company to check it out. Tom Koch at TRK Hosting gives the best customer service I could ever imagine. He cleaned out the site and sent me a report of what he found. I offered to pay him, but he refused. Now I have to wait for Google to trawl through again. The site is fine in Chrome and Internet Explorer, but not Firefox and from what I understand, not Safari either. This will be a test of time and patience.
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Sunday, November 18, 2012

Some Bunny Wants You to Follow Him

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You know that book that you meant to write, but never did, but then someone else goes ahead and actually does it? Then you want to kick yourself for not doing it first, but you really, really have this urge to beat up the guy who did? Well, this is the case with an acquaintance of mine Phillip Done.


I taught 3rd and 4th grades in Philadelphia, probably when Phillip was still in high school. I had collected tons of stories about things my students said garnering inspiration from an old television show Art Linkletter's House Party. At the end of this comedy variety, he would go into the audience to interview children. Of course they had the unique take on life that children have before we de-creativitize their little minds like the desalination of salt water. I never thought in terms of using these stories for a book; my general thinking was to collect humorous things to bring laughter for when I was old and starving on Social Security benefits.

Phillip wrote the book, two actually. But here is where the reality of the publishing world starts to kick in. His agent tried shopping around book number 3, but no takers. What? he said. I am a published author. In today's market, that is not enough. You need web presence. You need a fan base. You need a following. 

With that knowledge, Phil created a blog to begin his Pied Piper reputation to bring the fold into the inner circle. He asked that I share this news. Phil is a great comedic writer, but then again he has funny little kids to draw stories from. University students are not nearly as funny. If you would like to check out his blog, it is here.

Remember, every time a bell rings, an angel gets its wings. Oh, wait, wrong story. Anyway, check out the blog.
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Saturday, November 17, 2012

Out Sick

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This should have been posted over a week ago, but heck I was too sick to bother. It is so usual with me, it is almost boring to discuss, but here it is anyway. I have the worlds worst sinuses. The doctors in California did not want to bother with me, since my HMO would refuse anything they wanted to try anyway.

The doctor here sent me to an ENT who sent me to have an MRI done. That has been over a year ago. The verdict was as expected. Hey, you got lousy sinuses and they are going to be chronically infected, so get used to it.

It all starts out the same way. One day I wake up to feel like there is tapioca dripping down the sides of my throat. Sometimes, this brings on a sore throat, but not always. It does produce coughing because having that tapioca consistency pouring down your throat does not make for great breathing.

This go around was not much different except, I was not able to shake like I usually do. Generally, 2-3 days of hunkering in bed sleeping it off would do the trick. At other times, it gets into my lungs, causes an infection and moves on to full stage pneumonia. This was what happened this time.

So I have been on drugs, had an X-Ray and return to the doctor on Monday. Hopefully, all will be well.
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Wednesday, November 07, 2012

First and First Again

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They did it! Democrat Elizabeth Warren ousted Republican incumbent Sen. Scott Brown in the Massachusetts Senate, making her the first woman Senator from Massachusetts. Her acceptance speech is a tearjerker. Listen to it here.




Another first came about in Wisconsin. Wisconsin Democratic Representative Tammy Baldwin made history on Tuesday with her election to become the first openly gay U.S. senator, defeating former Gov. Tommy Thompson in the most expensive Senate race in state history.

I am so proud of the people in these two states for their forward thinking.



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E is for Exhausted, but V is for Victory

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Quite honestly, I really did not expect President Obama to win. The Republicans had billions more in their Super PACS with heavy hitters like Donald Trump tossing money into the campaign chest. All polls showed a neck and neck race, so this forced me think about the emotional impact of having a Mormon for president. It shocked me that others did not consider this since it was such an issue with John Kennedy being Catholic. 

We had registered for the American Chamber of Commerce Budapest Election Night Gala. This was to be our third since living in Hungary. There was a great deal of anxiety thinking we would be out-numbered by bullying Republicans who would be caustic as they were our first election here for Bush and Kerry. If I were still a nail biter, I would have indulged big time, chewing right up to my wrist. Even buying a pack of cigarettes fleeted through my mind. Admittedly, Obama did not do all that I had hoped his first term, but then again, I realize that due to the balance of power, the Republicans control of one house in Congress, creates a roadblock. 


The Corinthia Grand Hotel, did a superior job once again hosting the event. The decorations were lovely, the atmosphere was grand, but most of all the staff made the entire experience a delight.
  
Wine flowed freely, there were coupons for Jack Daniels drinks and Starbucks coffee.
Table upon table was filled with food from room to room, so no one had to venture too far to get goodies to fill up on. As we walked around from room to room, there was this display of the Oval Office. OMG, could I really envision the guy on the right sitting at the desk? Hell, NO! He had to go!Being wisely placed along side of Reagan was a smart idea to bring about a comparison.

Even some of the desserts were festive. There were two tables with cupcakes forming a US flag. They were mostly left untouched due to the wide assortment of other desserts being offered.

Though the roar of the crowd did not allow for anyone to hear the extra large screen televisions, there was nothing to watch until after midnight due to there being six hours time difference from the east coast. The event was scheduled to go until 4am, but we did not leave until 5:30. Obama was in the lead, but some of the big states were still not being called. Nevada, Florida, and Ohio were too close yet. 

We were home in minutes. I thought I would go to bed since I had to teach at 11am, but I could not stand the suspense. Glad I did! Around 6:20am CNN projected Obama as the winner, much to the chagrin of the Republican B and B guest we have with us. He got up to watch the coverage also. After I was certain of the outcome, I went to bed to get some z's before going to class.

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Monday, November 05, 2012

US Embassy Adopts Hungarian Ways

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Years ago when I went to the Király thermals, I used to laugh at the system they had. Once in the door, you bought a ticket. You then walked five feet where another woman is sitting at a table with more tickets spread before her like she is going to read your fortune. She would reach for your freshly purchased entry slip and with a look of boredom that could make Medusa envious, she ripped it in half.
If you had any delusions you were now ready for the waters, you were mistaken. She handed over yet another ticket, but if you looked uninitiated, she would point you in the direction of the stairs. 


At the top of the stairs, if you were lucky enough to enter without waiting for a locker to free up, an attendant would take your ticket, hand you a towel and tell you to wait in place. Coming around the corner, there would be yet another attendant who came to escort you to a freed up locker and hand you your key. Much has changed at the thermals over the years.


Today, Ron and I had to go to the US Embassy to get our new passports. I hate having to do this so soon; ours do not expire until May 2013. However, we are going to Ecuador over the holidays and Ecuador requires that your passport be good for up to six months when leaving the country. The math did not jive.


Admittedly, US Citizen Services did answer my e-mails speedily. They have all the forms needed online and they can be filled in online also. When you print them, they were ready to go. There is also an appointment program online making it quick and easy. We had gone to the 'authorized' photographer for our required 2x2 inch photos. Our entire Hungarian photo needs have been taken care of at photo booths in the metro stations at significantly less cost. Two days before, they sent me a reminder of the appointment, all the directions were reiterated, and we were ready to go.


I was so nervous about being late and then rejected for our appointment, we were 20 minutes early. The process is more extensive now that security has been beefed up worldwide. When we finally entered, we were the only ones there. No one was waiting. We had an appointment, but still had to take a number to wait, and wait, and wait. I could see employees standing around talking, looking rather casual with coffee cups in hand. Why are we waiting when we are the only ones needing assistance? Is this a punishment for being early?
Ten minutes later our number was called. We turned in our paperwork. The woman seemed impressed and pleased we were completely prepared. She was indeed very professional, even if we had to wait. Once she did her part of this passport process; I wanted to hand over the $220 for our two passports and be out of there. That was not about to happen.


“Now hold on to your number and we will call you again to window 7, where you can pay the cashier” she directed. Window 7 had the blinds down. No one was home. It was now past 8:30 so why wasn’t anyone working. Did they go to refill their coffee cup? Are they checking Facebook? What is more important than collecting our US dollars? Still by this time, there was only one other person in the entire waiting area. He looked like he was ready for the long haul of waiting. Finally, he was called to a different window from any we had been to, so he much not be an American.


Number 502 appears on the board directing us to window 7. The blinds go up and there is a young blonde man there. “Hello, are you paying in cash? It will be $110 American or…” I did not give him a chance to finish as I held the wad of greenbacks to display them through the glass and his vision. “I am paying for two people” I remind him and turn over $220. He disappears for a minute, returns and tells me to hold on to my number. They will call me again to the other window to pick up the old passports and the receipt for today’s payment.


Why couldn’t the original woman do all of this? They certainly are not interested in moving people out very quickly with this system. It would behoove them for security reasons to keep the less number of people in the building as possible. If for some reason the woman cannot take the cash, the cashier should be there at the ready to collect the money, hand over the passports and the receipt.


In one week, one of us has to return to collect the new books, where they will fill the old ones full of holes making them sad looking.
With the new books in hand, we will have to return to the Hungarian Immigration Office to have our Residency stickers transferred to the new books. Another chore I am not looking forward to doing.

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