Senor and Linda Lou have been in Pueblo Alamos, Sonora, Mexico for 8 years. Okay, okay, now it's been 9 years.
Every day brings a new discovery.
They are still working on the casa............Senor says, it won't be long.........but Linda Lou says, it won't be long until what..............stay tuned to find out what's next.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

The Walls Have Ears

Buen dia!

Here are several of the glass pieces I have been working on. I am now really working feverishly, trying to get matching pendants and earrings done for a number of ladies who will be going NOB soon, back to their other homes and lives.

I have not actually given you the information as to why I am suddenly caught up in this manic frenzy.





I was sick, just about all of last week.

Terrible back and stomach pains and cramps laid me flat out on the bed, with Cookies by my side and Senor waiting on me. Advil barely took care of the problem. So last Wednesday, I took my self to the IMSS clinic, where I became 'Number Twenty-two' in a long line of Mexican men and women and cranky babies. I saw at least five Mexican women I recognized.

And I waited and waited and waited.

When I finally got to the counter I was helped by the nice guy who loves to practice his English. We talked about many things and then finally about my condition.

He suggested that I return at noon and gestured to the waiting room where about fifty people were sitting. They will all be gone by noon. He wrote something in my booklet and I went home.

When I returned, there were only a few women rocking babies in their arms and talking.
The doctor called my name and I went into the small room. He spoke very good English, he might have been twenty-five.

Based on information I gave him from a January diagnosis in Tucson, and the locations of all my problems, he determined that the January diagnosis had most likely turned into both kidneys becoming infected. I do not think the Tucson doctor gave you enough medication, he said.

He has very soulful, deep and intelligent eyes. They made me confess to him.............i have high blood pressure and have not taken any medicine in over a year and a half. I don't think he believed me. He took my blood pressure.........you have high blood pressure, he said.............yes, i know, i said.....................very, very high, you know..................yea, probably very, very high, i said.................you can't leave the clinic without taking medicine for your blood pressure, he said...........okay, okay, i said.

He left me alone. When he came back to the little room he was carrying an armload of free medicine and a print out sheet of what they were and when to take them. I made sure I could read and understand it all. He said I needed to go and give the nurse a urine sample. Across the hall, I knocked on the nurse's door. A baby rocking lady told me she was gone. The receptionist said I would have to return the following Wednesday and bring the sample with me in a little plastic cup. Did I need a cup. No, I have a cup. I took myself home where I fell on the bed completely depressed.

After my first pill, I felt better. But I cancelled all my coffee dates and a couple of luncheons because I was not sure what to expect with all these pills.

And even though I felt better, I did not feel like cooking, walking, gardening or cutting glass.
By Tuesday, I felt well enough to drive myself to the Mercado. Three different Mexican ladies passed me and asked how I was, fine, I said each time. One rubbed her back and I knew she knew. And she had not even been in the clinic.

A Mexican women told me once, we Mexicanos, we know everything the Americanos do. Everything? i asked......... Everything! she replied. We know where you shop, what you buy, what you wear, where you go, who you go with, who you telephone, Everything!

Yesterday morning I took myself and my little plastic cup inside a small brown bag to the clinic. There must have been a hundred people in the clinic, waiting to see the nurse and waiting to see the doctors. I saw quite a few people I knew. A Mexican man asked me how I was feeling. He looked at my brown bag and smiled. I feel fine, I said and I asked how his family is feeling, fine, he said..

I said Buenos dias to as many of the people as I could and when I got a position in a line of about thirty, I noticed many of the women kept glancing at the floor near me. Then, while covering their mouths with their hands, they grinned at each other and giggled. A woman that I can easily converse with in Spanish came quickly over to me, you don't need to wait in the line she told me, just go up to the nurse and give her the bag. I did that and left the clinic as quickly as I could.

After History Club this morning I rode new old bike to the Plaza. It felt good to be out in town and I waved to a few people I know. At the Plaza I feel like I blend in, like I can sit and watch and become part of the green iron bench.

After awhile a woman I know who works in one of the offices nearby came and sat beside me.

Ahhh, haaaaaaaaa!.....she exclaimed..........your shoes, they match today!


When I got home yesterday from the clinic, I remembered all of the ladies looking at the floor around me and this was what they saw.



I asked my friend how she knew about this. She had not been at the clinic yesterday.
Oh, we Mexicanos, we know Everything about you Americanos!!!

Then she smiled and said quietly................ las paredes tienen oidos, the walls have ears.........

Apparently I do not blend in quite as well as I think I do.

Siesta!!!!!!!!!!!!!! linda lou

9 comments:

judysquiltsandthings said...

I hope your blood pressure has come down! And the story behind the mismatched sandals is?

Brenda said...

Be careful with the blood pressure.
Too funny about your shoes, gave me a good laugh.

1st Mate said...

Aha! You liked those sandals so much you bought a brown and a black pair. And when you're not feeling up to par it's easy to walk out the door wearing one of each.

Pobracita, you had an awful time. I wonder how many people who are really feeling ill just can't patiently wait all that time to be seen by a doctor. Bravo to you for hanging in there. Hope the meds help the kidneys and the blood pressure. The new pieces are gorgeous, you do such good work.

~~kattz*cottage~~ said...

Girl - #1 I hope you are finally feeling lots better! #2 Yes they know everything - Tim's mom Maria is a good example of that...lol..she doesn't miss a thing - & #3 I have a past history memory of senor wearing two different shoes to work - I KNOW this is true & I hope you remember too! & #4 - Your GLASS is muy BONITA!! Love you! kax

Ed said...

The locals, all over the world, know everything about Americans that live in their town.

When I was a Peace Corps volunteer if I wanted to find the home of another volunteer in an unfamiliar town I needed to just ask one question of ANY local.Where does the American live?

I would get directions without fail.

Once I was given very detailed directions and then was told, "but she is not home now". I was then given detailed directions for where she was.

mermaid gallery said...

I'm not sure how I would feel about everything being public knowledge... For a private person, it might be intimidating. Living in paradise and being different from everybody else has it's rewards though. like Sunshine and fresh fruit and ...and...and...Love your glass pieces! Feel better soon!

John y Ginger said...

Sorry you were ill, hope you are feeling better.

This is rag on Linda Day . . . . . .

Shame on you for not taking BP med on a daily basis. I'm sure you know high BP is called the silent killer. Stoke, stroke, stroke!!! No more denial, it doesn't go away. Pill, pill, each and every day, ya hear????

Linda Lou and Senor, Too said...

Hola Everyone. Thank you for your comments!
Judy, the story is in the blog. I wore them like that to the clinic.......BP is down already!

Brenda, you know what? I almost wore one of each again (to the History Club yesterday), caught it as i was getting on new old bike........

Ah, Bliss, so true, but I guess when you don't feel good you are the only person that does not feel good. glad you like the glass and hope you are enjoying your earrings!

Girlie! I DO remember that. It was a court date and Senor showed up to do his lawering in front of the Judge wearing one brown shoe and one black shoe!!!!!!!! FUNNY!

Ed, so true! I think it is so around the world!

hola Susan, maybe I am too predictable????? need to cahange my routines around a little to make myself mysterious?

Ginger!!!!!!!!! I got it, I promise!

Me and the Mexican said...

Enjoyed your post! What a great blog! Hope you are feeling better!