February 16th, 2006
|10:34 am - Serious + Silly|
I'll do the serious first, since it's rather on my mind.
One of my good friends from way back (like 4 years old, that far back) is in the hospital right now. "Stable," but she almost died. I covet your prayers for her; she's a wife and mother of two, and she's been in hospital twice this past twelvemonth already--and this is completely unrelated. Gah!
The previous hospitalizations were for acute pneumonia. Sarah and I share a tendency towards respiratory infection, so this I understand, especially since she's got a 5yr old and a 2 yr old and runs herself ragged being a very good mom.
This time, though? A ruptured ectopic pregnancy. AKA, the fetus implanted in her Fallopian tube instead of down in the uterus, and when it got too big, it ripped open and she nearly bled out internally. *squirms in sympathy* I can only imagine how her husband's feeling--he adores her, and she almost died yesterday. Fortunately, there are grandparents and aunts/uncles to take care of the kids right now, but this is still just awful.
I'd be really grateful if some of you could take a moment and ask God for his healing and peace and presence.
Okay, onto the silly stuff.
I've been having the most bizarre dreams lately. Unfortunately, I tend to forget them upon waking. I didn't forget the one I had last night, though.
I can't recall every detail, but it was long, action-packed, and complicated. There were at least three distict adventures, with the common bond being that MacGyver (Richard Dean Anderson looking very attractive in the shorter hair) was traveling back in time to fix things that might have gone wrong.
No, I have no idea why my subconcious turned MacGyver into Sam Beckett.
Anyway, I was travelling with him. There was much sneaking around to avoid creating paradoxes, etc.
One story, the last one, involved a minor scientist named Jack London. I though this was bizarre, because I know Jack London as an author (Call of the Wild, anyone?). It turned out that we were there to stop his scientific theories from being published, or something; anyway, he was back to being an author when we reached the present.
I blame that little plot twist on reading Brian Greene's "The Elegant Universe" right before bed.
But still...that was bizarre and kinda cool. :-)
Current Mood: anxious
|Date:||February 16th, 2006 08:05 pm (UTC)|| |
My deepest sympathies are with your friend and her family. What a terrible situation.
On the lighter side of your post (maybe they should have been two posts ;-D), that sounds like a pretty fun dream. I think I can explain it. The setting: San Francisco, 1893. The mysterious Mr. Data has disappeared, along with his potentially criminal friends in a disturbance in the Presidio. Mr. Samuel Clemens and the remarkable Madame Guinan arrive at his hotel room to settle his debt and remove his belongings, only to find that a certain machine Mr. Data built on his writing desk has disappeared. Oddly, the hotel's bellboy, Jack, had hurriedly resigned on that very same morning. A triolic wave detector made with native components can be amazingly adapted to many different uses understandable to a denizen of the late 19th century, and after consulting with a certain Mr. Edison in New Jersey, Mr. London is set to rock the world with his discoveries. :-D
|Date:||February 16th, 2006 09:18 pm (UTC)|| |
The dream was pretty fun. I thought you'd get a kick out of it. I like your explanation, btw. :-) It could've happened Just. Like. That. Hee.
Eek, I really, really hope everything works out alright with your friend! *crosses fingers and toes* Best wishes!!
That dream sounds awesome. And you're reading "The Elegant Universe"!! Gahhh! I love you :D I'm midway through it as well ^_^
|Date:||February 16th, 2006 09:22 pm (UTC)|| |
Yay, another reader of layman-version string theory! Unlike myself, I'm sure you could (or soon shall be able to) hack the actual math.
I blame this reading choice on Numb3rs, btw. I used to be very interested in physics, until I realized I would never understand the true workings because my math skills are sooo darn low (and slow). So it's been a while since I tried reading anything like this, and it's proving *most* fascinating! *is mesmerized*
Not to mention that Brian Greene writes the way I imagine Larry would, if he wrote a book. /fannish tangent
|Date:||February 16th, 2006 09:35 pm (UTC)|| |
I did see the NOVA special adapted from that book. Fun (if out there) stuff.
|Date:||February 17th, 2006 07:10 pm (UTC)|| |
Yeah, I heard they made a series out of it. Wonder if it's available on DVD. I could get my parents to rent it and teach my impressionable siblings about string theory as part of high school science. *laughs evilly*
|Date:||February 17th, 2006 07:44 pm (UTC)|| |
I thought my mom would want to use it homeschooling my little sisters, but she has a deep-seated suspicion of highly experimental science. :-D
|Date:||February 22nd, 2006 09:41 pm (UTC)|| |
You mean "highly theoretical"? Sorry--Greene just got done discussing the reasons why string theory isn't experimentally verifiable yet, and what that means for it as a valid scientific theory....
|Date:||February 22nd, 2006 11:33 pm (UTC)|| |
Yes, theoretical is the word I intended to use.
|Date:||February 16th, 2006 10:41 pm (UTC)|| |
See, this is why you're the Charlie chick (or Larry lady?) and I'm the Don dame. You're interested in string theory; I just want to know how it's going to apply to the practical stuff in my everyday life. :-) (One of my fave Don quotes: "Hold on. You know I got, like, a C in physics, so just take me through how this relates to the case." Hey, at least Don took physics. He's one up on me there.)
One of my very good high school friends, when last we spoke an eon or two ago, was majoring in physics. She tried to explain to me how gravity didn't really exist, and how the faster things move (the closer to the speed of light something approaches), the closer to having no mass they get.
I told her I'd continue to live with my little delusions of mass and gravity. D=M/V. Things like that.
I hope your friend heals well. She's in my prayers.
|Date:||February 16th, 2006 11:05 pm (UTC)|| |
See, this is why you're the Charlie chick (or Larry lady?) and I'm the Don dame. You're interested in string theory; I just want to know how it's going to apply to the practical stuff in my everyday life. :-)
*snicker* Yeah, well...I just like knowing how the world fits together, that's all. A little bit scientist, a little bit philosopher....but none of it in sufficient quantities to contribute myself. :-P
Actually, I think it has a lot to do with the tendency that underlies my story writing: the seeking after natural patterns in the world. Watching scientists discover that light is both waves and particles, and why that must be so, and how it makes certain things in the universe work, is just... very, very cool.
And Newtonian physics isn't bunk, it just wasn't detailed enough to work for anything much smaller than us. :-)
I hope your friend heals well. She's in my prayers.
Thank you. I wish I could go visit her. :-(