Sunday, February 1, 2015

Perhaps God is Laughing at Me Now

This is part 3 of 3 about my most recent blood clotting ordeal. Find part 1 here and part 2 here.

I wanted to say a little about the staff on the vascular floor (3rd floor) of Southdale Fairview. They are such a caring group of people. Everyone I came in contact with there was always so pleasant and I made a point of learning their names and showing the same warmth back to them that they were giving me. They are such good people! Also, the staff in Interventional Radiology: I actually looked forward to being wheeled down there each time (3 total) to have a procedure done. They were the ones who restored the blood flow to my leg and I have them to thank for their efforts in saving it for me. But they were also a pretty cool group of people and I enjoyed our conversations.

Also, I've never had more people praying for me than I have this past week and I very much appreciate that. Trust me when I say that for all of you who have offered up your prayers and well-wishes, from the bottom of my heart I appreciate all you've done for me.

Dr Foley came by my room before 8:30 Wednesday morning to talk with us about where we go from here. He said he'd had a change of heart about going forward with surgery after speaking with Dr Johnstone and comparing notes. He talked about the patency of the surgery and how there's a "bit of a dance you do when deciding when is the best time." He said that ideally it's best to put the surgery off until there's an expectation that I'll die of other natural causes before any complications from the surgery present themselves years down the road.

Dr Johnstone seemed to think we could afford to wait but for how long I'm not exactly sure. Yes, I do have some clots that could break free into my bloodstream at any time and that's a concern but what's also a concern is how many years I can expect to get out of the surgery.

Also, what I haven't mentioned in all of this is that the aneurysms and the blood clots of my common iliac arteries are two separate things. The aneurysms I have aren't near the point where they're ready to burst so they don't present an immediate problem. They will be monitored, I assume with routine CT-scans but eventually they will have to be treated surgically. Hopefully there won't be any additional blood clots developing within me now that I'm on a blood thinner. I should also add that a blood thinner doesn't actually thin the blood, it just helps to prevent additional clots from forming but will do nothing to erode away a clot that already exists.

So, my main concern now are the clots in my iliac arteries that could potentially break free and cause me problems. My doctors say they appear to be smooth and stable and not at all impeding blood flow around them. I'm fine as long as they stay put. There's definitely a risk associated with waiting but there's also a risk when I ride my bike on highway 169 during rush-hour traffic catching drafts off semis as they pass by a few feet off to my left, feeling more alive than ever. I don't anticipate I'll change my lifestyle all that much or invest too much time in thinking about the what-ifs. I've done enough of that already this past week.

As we were finishing our meeting with Dr Foley he asked who my primary care physician is. I told him that I didn't have one, that the doctor I'd been using for the last 20 years had recently retired. He asked if I'd be interested in having him become my primary care physician. He said he'd like to continue to monitor me closely and that if I have any issues whatsoever he'd make room for me in his schedule no matter what. I jumped at his offer.

There's another question that's been on my mind lately. Am I retired? I really don't know at this point but it's a question I've been asking myself again and again as if it's on a loop in my brain. I had a conversation over the phone from my hospital bed with a retired controller and I told him that I was pretty sure I was done. I hung up shortly after I said that and my eyes welled up with tears. Did I really mean what I'd just said? Was this the way I was going out because this wasn't at all how I ever envisioned my career ending. A part of me pushed back and said 'no...you're not making this decision in this state of weakness from a hospital bed!'

I remember my last night of work last Saturday as I got out of the sector for the final time that night, I stopped to chat with Steve, plugged into sector 36, on my way out. We touched on plans for retirement as is often a topic of conversation with many of us. I told him my tentative plans but qualified them by saying, "Wanna know how to make God laugh? Tell him your plans."

Perhaps God is laughing at me now. I'm okay with that.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Weighing Our Options

Part 2 of 3 about my most recent blood clotting ordeal. Go here for part 1.

Dr Foley ordered an echocardiogram bubble test to check if there was a hole in my heart between the two upper chambers. It's actually a common occurrence that affects upwards of 25% of the population and is referred to as PFO, or Patent Foramen Ovale. It can lead to a DVT (deep vein thrombosis clot) moving from the venous side of the heart to the arterial side which appears to possibly be what happened in my case.

Without a PFO the chances for a DVT posing a stroke risk just aren't there. The clot moves via the veins back to the heart and into the lungs where it's stopped and results in a pulmonary embolism or PE. Where a PFO is present the clot may migrate to the arterial side of the heart and work its way to the brain and cause a stroke or it may become lodged in any number of places as the clot is carried along via the arteries. In my case a clot became wedged in the popliteal artery.

My bubble test was positive for PFO but it shouldn't pose a risk to me now that I'll be anticoagulated the rest of my life. More than anything it's simply important information to have when trying to sort out the puzzle of my clots.

Keith came by Tuesday afternoon just as I was being wheeled back from Interventional Radiology. He spent over an hour with us. It was really nice to see him. I've always felt that I wouldn't be one to want to have all that many visitors if I were to ever find myself in the hospital as I was but I've changed my mind. Visitors are now welcome!

By Tuesday evening I'd been flat on my back for 55 hours but I was about to be given the go-ahead to sit up. The catheter used to deliver the TPA to two of my clots had been removed and was no longer a concern for being crimped if I were to sit up. What a relief!

In Dr Foley's search for clues about my clotting he turned up the CT-scan taken after my bike crash back in September and something leapt out at him. He noticed what appeared to be aneurysms in my left and right common iliac arteries. The scan wasn't definitive so he ordered a nearly full body CT-scan to have a better look at that particular area and whatever else the scan would reveal.

The scan was performed Wednesday morning and not long after it was completed Dr Foley came into my room, stood before us and announced, "I know the reason for your clotting: you have iliac arterial aneurysms!" Say what? This sounded like good news but I couldn't be sure. Good news in the sense that he was on to something more than just the fact that I have Factor V Leiden. He talked briefly to us about the surgery involved in remedying this problem but he preferred to leave most of that discussion for us to have with the surgeon who would be performing the operation.

He told us that the scan I'd just had done showed a new clot in my common iliac artery that wasn't there last September. I picked up on a sense of urgency to not delay in moving forward with the surgery and Tammy and I were both all-in. He told me that my arteries were otherwise pristine and that given my health, I was an excellent candidate to tolerate the surgery. We cooled our heels the rest of the day and into the late afternoon waiting for the meeting with our surgeon in anticipation of surgery the next day.

Dr Johnstone showed up at our room around 6:30 that night and began our meeting by telling us that all of the doctors on the cardiovascular floor know who I am and are familiar with my situation. She had been talking about my case throughout the day with all of them, getting input to be able to better weigh the options for how best to proceed.

She sat down with us and drew a diagram of what's going on inside me. Tammy (more than I) had been studying up on that particular area of the body throughout the day with hopes of being able to fully follow along so we weren't just a couple of bobbleheads with glazed looks over our eyes not grasping any of what was being said. Not to worry. Dr Johnstone was very thorough in her explanations. She said the clots I have in both the left and right common iliac arteries are smooth and don't appear to be fractured. She couldn't say with 100% certainty that the clots that broke free in my body had come from this area. There was a likely chance they did but she couldn't be sure.

She then described the two surgical procedures used to fix the problem. The first would involve the use of a stent to cover over the blood clots by sealing them between the stent and the walls of the artery. The main risk with this method was a possibility that some of the clot would ooze out at either end of the stent and get into my bloodstream, posing a risk for stroke I would guess should the clot matter make it to my brain.

She went on to talk about the size of my arteries being a concern. I have fairly large arteries throughout my body she said but the arteries in this part of my body are twice the normal size. What she couldn't be sure about was whether or not this was because they've always been large or are they still growing in size? If they're still growing in diameter this would pose a problem for the stent as it would eventually become too small for the artery. It's a very non-invasive procedure that would allow me to leave the hospital the next day but its drawbacks were making it an unlikely choice.

The 2nd surgical option, what she described as the "gold standard" to remedy my condition is a major surgery involving cutting me open from just below my heart to a point just above my pubic area. She would then go in and perform a bypass of the clotted area. Recovery from this procedure would be 5 to 7 days post-op in the hospital with 2 of those days spent in ICU (intensive care unit) followed by months of recovery. She said it's a surgery that my body will never fully stop reminding me of. This procedure comes with its own list of risks as well that I'll touch on later.

The 3rd option we discussed was for me to wear a Holter monitor for the next 30 days to see if my heart is experiencing any atrial fibrillation. It's doubtful that it is but she would like to rule it out. If my heart is going into afib there's a chance that it's producing clots in this condition and this could be a source for them.

There was a lot on the table to consider but the short-term decision as to what to do for now was a no-brainer. I chose to wear the Holter monitor for the next month. I also told her, and Tammy agreed, that should I need surgery I would opt for the bypass. It seemed to be the one that would hold up best over time.

She said that if we're able to rule out atrial fibrillation as a cause and I come back and tell her that I'd like the surgery now, she would say that I'm making the right decision but then she added that if I were to tell her that I'd like to wait on the surgery, she would tell me that that too is a right decision. They both have their pros and cons to consider.

This is getting a little lengthy and I've got more to say about our final meeting with Dr Foley so I'll finish this tomorrow.

Friday, January 30, 2015

I'll Be a Few Hours Late

Where to begin?

I'm finally home after my longest stay ever (4 nights) in a hospital and it's so nice to be back. I've been having more clotting issues related to my Factor V Leiden condition and once again they nearly got the best of me.

I had noticed some cramping in my feet for the past several weeks as well as some pain in my lower left leg when I'd try and workout. It became so debilitating Sunday morning that I couldn't even walk on the treadmill for two minutes at a speed of 1 mph. There was a sharp pain in my shin that was now radiating to my calf which felt exactly like a lactic acid burn when muscles are overworked and starved for oxygen. Because the pain had been more toward the front of my leg I put off any thoughts that it was clot related but now that it was migrating toward my calf I was reconsidering.

I went up to talk with Tammy about what I was experiencing and she insisted I head over to Ridges ER in Burnsville to have it looked at. She'd have come with me but she was just beginning her workday and I assured her I was fine to get there on my own. I called my work to tell them "I'll be a few hours late".

It was a quiet morning in the ER and I was seen within a few minutes. The doctor asked me a few questions while a blood-draw was performed and from what I described he made a cursory diagnosis of Claudication, a circulation problem usually associated with atherosclerosis. He said that what I was describing was classic for this condition but his evaluation made no sense to me. Whatever was happening to me came on much too quickly for it to be related to a hardening of my arteries but if he was right, what did that say about the condition of the arteries in and around my heart? I didn't like what I was hearing.

He sent me back to radiology where they performed an ultrasound looking for clots because of my history with them. The D-dimer test from the blood-draw must've also been positive for clotting because I was no sooner brought back to my room when the doctor had me taken back once more for another scan. They would eventually find a large clot in the popliteal artery behind my left knee. It was literally shutting down nearly all of the blood flow to the lower half of my leg. He drew a diagram for me on the whiteboard and said if we didn't act fast I could lose my left leg at the knee.

He told me of a Dr Foley at Southdale Fairview and said he's the guy I have to see for this. If he could choose to hand me off to anyone it would be him. He made arrangements to have me taken by ambulance to the emergency room at Southdale Fairview Hospital in Bloomington. Tammy was now by my side and I needed that.

Thankfully, Dr Foley was there when we arrived and he met us in our room while quickly going over what they had found so far. I expressed to him that I was feeling what may be a pulmonary embolism in my left lung when I breathed deep. I knew that feeling from before. He ordered a CT-scan of my chest to go along with whatever other scans he would need. He didn't like the look of my leg and reiterated what the previous doctor had told me about the distinct possibility that I may lose my leg at the knee. There was virtually no pulse to be found. The only blood flow getting through was from the extraneous system of veins that worked their way through the tissue. The main lines had been cut off. My mind kept going back to the thought of losing part of my leg and what my new normal would be like.

I was wheeled down to Interventional Radiology where their team wasted little time preparing me for what would be maybe a 30 minute procedure to thread a catheter through my right groin at the external iliac artery then up and over through the common iliac artery then back down the left side through the femoral artery to the popliteal artery behind my left knee. Here's a diagram to help.

The vascular surgery team found two clots: one in my left femoral vein and one in my left popliteal artery. The CT-scan would find another in the form of a pulmonary embolism in my right lung. I had no clue how sick I was when I walked into Burnsville Ridges ER a few hours earlier.

The fix for my clots would be to place a very slow drip of the clot-busting drug, TPA at the site of the clots in my leg and allow it to work over the next couple of days with a vascular surgeon and his team going in on subsequent days to reassess the progress.

I would have lots of downtime in between but Tammy and Rachel were there throughout much of it to keep me company. Having Rachel come up from Rochester to be there meant a lot to me. She's a busy person and I would've understood if she couldn't be there but she was. What a sweetheart!

The IV rack next to my bed was ridiculous, reminding me of a Christmas tree. Blood-draws were performed sometimes several times a day from a single vial at a time to a dozen. Medical science is amazing as are the people who make up the field.

On Tuesday morning they would spend more than two hours using a combination of methods including angioplasty to try and open up the vascular system of my lower left leg. It's delicate, tedious work as the arteries become tinier and tinier the further down my leg they went but they were successful!

Dr Foley was described to us as someone who looks at cases such as mine as riddles to be solved and that's exactly how he came across to us. He was in search of clues and an answer as to why my blood was clotting as it was and where the clots were originating from. It isn't enough for him to simply rest on the fact that I have Factor V Leiden and leave it at that.

To be continued...



Ambulance Ride from kevin gilmore on Vimeo.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Some Thoughts of Mine to Someday Look Back On

There's a quote that says “When fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross.”

Maybe 'fascism' is a little strong, maybe not but it's a swipe at where I see too many conservatives today as they brandish their guns and bibles while caught up in a wave of nationalism that carries them along in a most peculiar display of unquestioning loyalty for a cause that is out of focus and offers them little other than fear in return. I don't get it.

There's been lots of discussion on social media this week about Clint Eastwood's new movie American Sniper based on the life of Chris Kyle. I have little to no desire to see it. Perhaps in my other life I'd have been singing its praises along with so many other Christians who can't seem to get enough of this sort of thing but I've moved on. Sorry for sounding so harsh but the way the Christian faith has been hijacked in this country is more than a little unsettling to me.

Rachel spent most of Wednesday afternoon and evening at home with us. We love her visits. For much of our time together she and I sat at the kitchen table and talked. It was so nice. I've been a little under the weather lately and she was just the ray of sunshine my world was craving.

We had dinner at Outback Steakhouse before returning home and settling down to watch the State of the Union address (her idea) that I'd recorded the previous night but hadn't yet had a chance to watch. I wouldn't say she's a political person but maybe she is. She surprises me with her interest in politics but mostly she passes it off as more about wanting to be informed than anything else. I admire that about her.

Her views of the world and her politics have evolved very similarly with Tammy's and mine over the last several years but what's most interesting about that is the way these changes have happened for us with very little influence from one another. We've all been moving in the same direction, separately but together.

I liked Obama's speech and sat amused watching as conservatives couldn't find it within themselves to at times applaud him. Why all of the disdain for this man? He's taken our country from the brink of economic collapse and with no help whatsoever from republicans he's helped guide us back to a place where had this been a republican president, conservatives would touting his accomplishments in terms of greatness.

It's difficult to watch right-wing media and not become annoyed when so much of what's being said there is often so far from what's actually happening. It's annoying to me because the audience appears to just accept what's being said without questioning it. How many times have you heard them talk about the national debt that's accrued during Obama's time in office while at the same time inferring that it's his policies and reckless spending that's to blame? Nothing could be further from the truth. But I get that it's easier to demonize Obama rather than acknowledge the real drivers of our debt and support the current administration in moving forward.

Dodd/Frank is legislation initiated by Obama's administration to help reign in the abuses on Wall Street. It's purpose is to help bring stability to the markets and prevent another meltdown of the kind that sent so many to financial ruin and worked to add to our national debt as revenues fell sharply in the wake of the collapse and the resulting Great Recession. Yet, knowing all that, republicans continue to do all they can to dismantle Dodd/Frank legislation. Why? It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever and is a much larger threat to our way of life than any radical Islamist militant could ever be. But ask a conservative voter to talk about Dodd/Frank and they'll likely give you a blank stare. This is important stuff!

One of the things Obama talked about was offering a community college education at no cost to the student. Yes, I get that at first blush this sounds like another cost we can't afford but think about it. What better investment can we make than in our youth? Don't we at the very least owe them that when you consider the debt we've piled up and will leave to them? One of the memes being shared on Facebook after the speech was the one to the right. It makes perfect sense.

But there's no selling this to republicans. None. Their idea of incentives is to reduce taxes and that's about it. We see where that's gotten us. For the life of me I cannot understand the amount of support that's still there for conservatism as it exists today with its lack of bold initiatives or even an original new idea.

There's so much divisiveness among us now. Social media with Facebook and such play a large role in that but I also look at Fox News as being a main contributor with their skewed set of talking points and relentless assault on anything democratic, especially toward Obama, all under the guise of "fair and balanced". They have a stranglehold on a sizeable percentage of the population and I have to wonder what percentage of their viewers ever question what they're being told or the way what they're being told is being presented; as an example: the heavy emphasis on social welfare programs being the culprit for much of what ails us while making no mention of corporate welfare which is nearly twice that of social welfare. Or the total lack of talk about abuses on Wall Street and how the huge gap between the haves and the have-nots is extremely deleterious to our economy.

The absence of balance is disturbing considering how many people rely on them for their understanding of the world at large. I get that we all have our biases; I have mine. I'm just finding that I'm losing patients with people who offer up the same talking points I hear from right-wing media while at the same time appearing clueless to some of the larger, more important issues that are seldom if ever talked about where they get their information. I find myself becoming dismissive of them and I don't want to be that way.

I'm sure this clip below was about nothing more than some administration staffers having some fun during a luncheon with the president this week but there's clearly some truth in it. Of all of the personalities on Fox News I actually don't mind Shepard Smith at all. I see him as being a standout, not trying to push an agenda unlike just about everyone else on the network.


Saturday, January 17, 2015

Some Sounds from the Past

I spent some time this past week getting more familiar with my Panasonic Lumix Tammy bought me for Christmas. It's my 3rd variation of this camera that I've had in the last 7 years or so. I like them. There's so much it can do and it's not enough to be just a little bit familiar with its many abilities. I want to be able to quickly navigate the menu to get the desired result without too much fumbling around. That's going to take practice and more time spent with the manual actually getting all the way through it.

I'm very impressed with the Intelligent Zoom mode. I took this photo out our window from about 18-20 feet away. My experience with other digital zooms is that photo quality quickly suffers using them so I avoid them. Not this one.

I'm listening to some long lost music from my album collection as I blog; specifically the Bellamy Brothers! Nope, I'm not much for country but I love every song on this album, the one featuring their song Let Your Love Flow from 1976.

I methodically went about digitizing several albums with my Stanton turntable and its USB output connection. Maybe my hearing isn't what it used to be but I'm very pleased with the results. Actually, I don't think I could be happier. Here's a sample, a long forgotten gem from from The Tarney/Spencer Band from 1978. No Time to Lose.

The turntable came with some iZotope software to process the songs into my Macbook. From there I dragged them into Audacity and cleaned up what few ticks and pops I had, which were surprisingly few. They're all currently residing in my iTunes looking pretty as can be! The Best of Bread is the only one in that group available in CD format. I've looked and looked over the years for the others but have never found them. They just simply don't exist in the retail world. I've got several more albums I'd like to convert as well.

I had one of my photos from our trip to South Dakota last summer transferred to canvas. It arrived a couple days ago and I really like how it looks but no matter where I put it in the house it just doesn't seem to fit. I may have a spot down in the workout room where I can see it while I ride my trainer but I was hoping for something different. I planned to put it in the sun-porch but it just doesn't work there, not even the laundry room. If nothing else I suppose it could work as garage wall art. I've still got a Lance Armstrong poster hanging there that needs replacing.

I'm fully committed to retiring at the expiration (or before) of my countdown widget pictured to the left which expires on January 2nd, 2016. It's been nice to be able to work beyond age 56 (the required retirement age for controllers) because of a waiver I qualified for due to time spent in the Flight Service option early on in my career but it's made walking away from this blessing of a career much more difficult than I anticipated. But I'm ready to be done now, or in no more than 350 days!

I'm going to try a helmet mount for my GoPro. So much of what I capture using my handlebar mount has to be discarded because of jerkiness from abrupt movement of the handlebars. I'll have very little of that to contend with using a helmet mount. There's the definite geek-factor I'll be playing into but my desire for better videos is winning out.

I know y'all can't wait!


Riding the Minnesota River Bottoms from kevin gilmore on Vimeo.

Friday, January 9, 2015

With 100% Certainty!

Tammy has spent the last couple days getting her new sewing room organized. I had no idea it would be this involved. She's going through all of her crafting things located in the den and reorganizing them for storage in her sewing room. I hadn't imagined it would be this involved but it is and once she gets it done it's going to be a great space for her to work in. Good for her. I'm really happy we did this and just in time for her pending retirement in April.

Speaking of her retirement; she picked up a pesky virus on her computer downloading a countdown widget for her retirement date. I finally got rid of it but it was much more of a hassle than it should've been to find the solution. I ended up uninstalling her Google browser and all of the associated files then downloaded a clean version. Fixed! But back to her retirement and her idea of a countdown timer. No viruses possible with this version!

I swore last year when I bid my schedule and vacation for this past year that it would be my last time participating in the bidding process. I was wrong. I was always hedging in my head that I was 85-90% sure I'd be retiring at the end of the year but the 10% or so won out. I can say for certain though that this is without question the last time I'll write my name on a schedule line and I say that with 100% certainty!

I surprised a few people by bidding Tuesday-Wednesday as my days off. It's a very junior schedule but it works for me in a couple of ways: I get to work with a younger crew which I like and it has me working shifts where there's not a lot of training happening. I like that too. I hope to finish out the year or somewhere close to it but I'll just take it a month at a time and see where it gets me. We're losing so many people in the spring and it'll be near impossible to get unscheduled time off once they're gone. I may get caught up in the mass exodus as well.

I was going through some of my albums last night from my previous life and found myself kicking around the idea of trying to get some of them digitized. There are two in particular that I've been seeking out since I've been online but they've never come available on CD. One is from a '70s group called Stonebolt. They were a Canadian band with an original sound that worked real well for me. The other is an album by the Bellamy Brothers featuring their single Let Your Love Flow. I've never been much for county-western music but I loved every song on that album. I had originally bought it for my brother-in-law Jerry while I was in the service. I came home from leave at one point and it ended up back in my possession and I've kept it safe ever since.

There were several other albums in my collection that I'd like to turn into 1s and 0s so I got to researching turntables that have a USB connection for the conversion to digital. I found this one that I think will work just fine for my needs. That got me thinking too...I think I'll set it up in our sun-porch and actually use it with some of my old albums. I have a friend, Phil, who's always spinning tunes on his turntable, I assume for the richer sound. I hope my ears are still good enough to appreciate the difference!

Video from one of my rides last week that didn't make the blog cutoff...


New Year's Day, 2015 from kevin gilmore on Vimeo.

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

A Beauty Goes Dark and Welcoming 2015

The sun finally made an appearance a few days ago for what seemed like the first time in weeks. It was so welcome even if it did usher in some much cooler temps. It was worth the trade-off for me.

I took advantage of the brightness to capture a few photos of the laundry room work we just completed. We're really happy with it. The ceiling didn't quite go as planned because of the color. The harvest yellow we'd chosen seemed too close to natural once it was all in place. Tammy had been hinting all along that she'd like to see more of a whitewash color and that's what we opted for in the end. It was the right choice all along. See the photo to the left.

Karen came across a really cool distressed wood bench seat with a mirror that we liked and had to have to complete our laundry room's look.

Photos of the completed project here and here.

The Glowing Tree in Bloomington has gone dark. I began this Facebook page for it 4 years ago when I noticed that it had none and was so deserving of one. This was the year that the page finally seemed to take off with over a 1000 likes in the last month alone but it looks like the owners have decided to stop investing both their time and money to keep it lighted.

Their home is for sale and I'd heard they were having trouble with the damp weather shorting out strings of lights on the tree. One neighbor also commented in a recent thread on the Facebook page that Bob Little (the tree's owner) was concerned about all of the vehicle traffic the tree was generating and the imposition it was creating for the neighborhood. The tree going dark came as sort of an abrupt but understandable end.

If you've driven Cedar Ave near the Minnesota River and experienced this sight between Thanksgiving and New Years the past many years you'll understand why it will surely be missed.

Rachel went with some friends to a Canvas and Chardonnay painting class this past week. She did really well! It's something Tammy and I have talked about doing as well. It's on our to-do list.

There are things about my job that I will absolutely miss when I finally decide to pack it in. I was at work last night on the overnight shift contemplating the blessing this career has been for me and my family. I can't say enough good things about it. I just can't. Any of the small complaints I could come up with are overshadowed by the freedom it's allowed me over the years. I'm continually ribbed by those I work with for being the old man in the building and I'm okay with that. I'm actually a little proud of it.

We had some ridiculous upper winds last night; winds that were abruptly changing direction in radical ways. Traffic was busier than usual and on odd routes as pilots tried to take advantage of or avoid all together the fast moving river of upper air known as the jet-stream.

UAL1590 was struggling into the teeth of a 130 knot jet-stream at FL280 (28,000 feet) on a route that was going to be slow going. I inquired if he'd talked to his dispatch about a more favorable, less windy northerly route. He hadn't. I suggested he may want to do that or if he didn't mind I could suggest something better. He didn't hesitate to take me up on my offer. I proceeded to establish him on a route 40 miles north of the one he'd been flight planned for and over the course of the next 30 minutes while he was in my airspace I watched his ground-speed increase from around 350 knots to 477 knots by the time I'd handed him off to Denver Center. And he hadn't even picked up the tailwind yet that I'd promised him was not far off!

I love providing that kind of service. The job isn't just about keeping them separated and advising pilots of where the smooth air is. It's an art in a lot of ways. Most controllers I work with will only concern themselves with the upper wind data for their sector which makes no sense at all to me. I prefer a long range view that both helps prevent me from penalizing them and allows me to offer suggestions such as the one I described above. It's satisfying and yeah, I'll miss that.

It's New Year's Eve, 2014 as I assemble my thoughts for this post. How quickly another year has gone by. Rachel turned me on to an app she uses called Time Hop and I've been enjoying it because it plays so well into my love of reminiscing. It searches several of your social media sites each day and sends you photos from that day's date, one, two, three or however many years ago. I'm hoping they connect with Flickr at some point.

Colorful kites will be flying tomorrow afternoon at Lake Harriet in Minneapolis to celebrate the new year. I hope to be there with my new camera in hand to watch and photograph them.

Here's wishing you all a healthy, happy and peaceful 2015!