Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2019 9:25 AM
To: VHAWWW-SITE <VHAWWW-SITE@med.va.gov>
Subject: MESSAGE FROM THE CHIEF OF STAFF
Importance: High
I inherited a history of heart disease. One of my only memories of my paternal grandmother is when I was about six years old and visiting her home in Tennessee. Late at night, a doctor came to the house. I was shuffled off to bed. In the morning, there was an empty syringe in the ash tray. My dad explained that grandmother had a bad heart and the doctor had given her some medicine. She passed away a few years later.
When I was in college, my own father woke up dead one morning. In the early morning hours, he was reading peacefully on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table, book in his lap. He never woke up. “Sudden death myocardial infarction.” No ash tray at this point, but also no known heart disease. He had no primary care provider, and never had his cholesterol or blood pressure monitored. He had recently treated his “really bad heartburn” with Maalox. He never received all the routine preventative health care maintenance we have access to and expect today.
You can’t pick your genes or whether your parents smoke, but you can change your diet or behavior, or get yourself to your own health care screenings. Why not catch up your appointments in February? Or take up a healthy habit? Do something good for your own heart.
Click HERE to go to NIH’s National Heart, Lung, and Blood Institute site to review their February weekly themed chart on ways you can get involved to help encourage and motivate others to get heart healthy! And be sure to WEAR RED on Friday, February 1 for WEAR RED DAY.
For those of you at the Walla Walla campus, consider joining your fellow employees and your community for a short heart healthy walk around the Parade Grounds at 11:45 a.m. (meet in front of Bldg. 86). A WEAR RED group picture will be taken before the walk starts (be sure to come out for the picture even if you can’t participate in the walk!). For our CBOCs, find a way to recognize and celebrate National Heart Health Month this Friday by organizing a short walk outside, around the building or parking lot. And be sure to WEAR RED and share a group picture(s) with Public Affairs.
Let’s GO RED FOR WOMEN and GO RED FOR HEART HEALTH!
Melanie M. Thompson, M.D., MPH
Chief of Staff
Jonathan M. Wainwright Memorial VAMC
509.525.5200 x26498
The Itinerate Mommy-- yes, I can read
Thursday, January 31, 2019
Wednesday, January 30, 2019
Message from the Chief of Staff
Subject: MESSAGE FROM THE CHIEF OF STAFF
Importance: High
Importance: High
I inherited a history of heart disease. One of my only memories of my paternal grandmother is when I was about six years old and visiting her home in Tennessee. Late at night, a doctor came to the house. I was shuffled off to bed. In the morning, there was an empty syringe in the ash tray. My dad explained that grandmother had a bad heart and the doctor had given her some medicine. She passed away a few years later.
When I was in college, my own father woke up dead one morning. In the early morning hours, he was reading peacefully on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table, book in his lap. He never woke up. “Sudden death myocardial infarction.” No ash tray at this point, but also no known heart disease. He had no primary care provider, and never had his cholesterol or blood pressure monitored. He had recently treated his “really bad heartburn” with Maalox. He never received all the routine preventative health care maintenance we have access to and expect today.
You can’t pick your genes or whether your parents smoke, but you can change your diet or behavior, or get yourself to your own health care screenings. Why not catch up your appointments in February? Or take up a healthy habit? Do something good for your own heart.
Click HERE to go to NIH’s National Heart, Lung, and Blood Institute site to review their February weekly themed chart on ways you can get involved to help encourage and motivate others to get heart healthy! And be sure to WEAR RED on Friday, February 1 for WEAR RED DAY.
For those of you at the Walla Walla campus, consider joining your fellow employees and your community for a short heart healthy walk around the Parade Grounds at 11:45 a.m. (meet in front of Bldg. 86). A WEAR RED group picture will be taken before the walk starts (be sure to come out for the picture even if you can’t participate in the walk!). For our CBOCs, find a way to recognize and celebrate National Heart Health Month this Friday by organizing a short walk outside, around the building or parking lot. And be sure to WEAR RED and share a group picture(s) with Public Affairs.
Let’s GO RED FOR WOMEN and GO RED FOR HEART HEALTH!
Melanie M. Thompson, M.D., MPH
Chief of Staff
Jonathan M. Wainwright Memorial VAMC
509.525.5200 x26498
Sunday, January 27, 2019
Seeking Cicely
snow in the vineyards |
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xGEutaSo9to
While reading our Things to See in Washington book, we discovered, by accident, that a tiny town nearby where we could spend the night, was the town where the old TV show Northern Exposure was filmed. We drove to it. The Central Washington Cascade mountains appeared out of our mostly foggy drive, all white-snow-capped in the sunset. The sitcom was supposed to be in Cicely, Alaska but it must have been easier to schlepp a film crew to Washington than Alaska. The town is about 2 blocks in any direction. Population: 912 We cruised the mandatory saloon The Brick-- famous for being 'the oldest licensed watering hole in Washington." We made a point of checking out the "23 foot running water spittoon" at the base of the bar, but the restaurant was so crowded and noisy a picture was untenable.
http://www.bricksaloon.com/history.html
We considered having our pub dinner there but when no wait staff attended to us after 5 minutes and a bathroom break, we walked a block down the street to the Roslyn Roadhouse where the locals get their burgers. We were fine.
Our stay at the Timber Lodge Inn in Cle Elum was uneventful, sadly, because the hot tub they have advertised on their web page hasn't been in service for a few years. We did make use of their complimentary popcorn. We were amazed that with regular TV channels, we could watch Saturday Night Live, LIVE on a Saturday, before our midnight!!! Time zones are incredible. We're usually 2 weeks and several hours behind.
Sunday morning we returned the 3 miles to Roslyn and had breakfast in the Roslyn Cafe. Good service and good food. Just a 3 hour road trip back to Walla Walla in time for a farewell pizza lunch with Judd's best work-mates. They will miss him and he's very sad to be leaving them. But the "honey-do" list I have for him will alleviate his sadness and boredom soon.
now THOSE are fat tires! |
downtown Roslyn |
Roslyn was a coal mining town |
driving from the clear highlands and watching the fog roll up from the valley |
Monday, January 21, 2019
not your grandmother's resort
Hot Lake Springs, La Grande, OR
Judd and I wanted a get away for the long weekend. Hearing that we liked mineral springs, a friend at work had recommended Hot Lake to us. He said to be sure and check out the history before we went. We did. We were not deterred by reports of hauntings or lack of restaurant. We portaged our own wine and dinner and our big kid "I don't believe in ghosts" chants and went anyway. La Grande, Oregon sits in a very big valley and it requires going over a mountain pass any which way you go. I have a phone app to tell how much snow is on which mountain pass and all reports were "clear roads" and a rainy forecast. We chose the not-highway and went the windy back (scenic) road. We started seeing snowbanks from the last few snows and in Elgin, the road markers were those orange 10 foot poles already packed with 5 feet of plowed snow banks. And then the rain switched to snow while we were having tea time at the Elgin Outpost. We swerved into the driveway when I saw the sign that said PIES. We purchased an entire apple pie and they warmed up a couple pieces to have with our mulled wine. Judd even ran into one of his students who was out for snow fun. My car has studded snow tires. Good thing too, because we came across several places where you have to carry chains or traction tires to continue over the pass.
We arrived at Hot Lake Spring before 3:00-check-in. Peacocks, guinea fowl and a cat came to greet us. The building looks like a hybrid of an old brick VA hospital and the Overlook Hotel which inspired The Shining. We were informed : "We don't do early check ins." So we asked if we could visit the museum until check-in time. They were very happy to escort us to the theater, an actual theater, with a running movie of how the family met, how the family developed their bronze foundry, how, in 2003, they unified their family to buy and restore a dilapidated resort from the 1860s which had been, in turn, a resort, a sanitorium, an asylum, and back to a resort.Turns out this month, this family is moving and we're the last visitors to see the museum and art here. All the personal artifacts are being moved. The only other guests this weekend are a couple volunteers who are here to help pack up things for the move. An organization called Veterans Restorative Care Center is taking it on in a project to help disabled Veterans.
After the documentary, we led ourselves on a tour of the history center/museum--the second floor is the owner's private collection of memorabilia from every war/conflict from the civil war to World War II--many, many old uniforms and guns. I walk faster through history than Judd so I was done sooner. The third floor is all Native American artifacts. A lot. More arrowheads than you've ever seen in one place. With our overnight status, we were allowed to roam the halls of the entire resort (unless there was a guest in the room) and explore all the ancient things. We had also seen some You-Tubes during our research of the place, saying it was well known to be haunted. Judd and I were on the out-look for paranormal activities. We creeped ourselves out badly--mostly on the third floor where the old surgery/hospital used to be.
After check in, we did explore halls and rooms and porches and elevator shafts, looking for ghosts and history. We had been assigned to the Huffman Room as it appears to be the most funkily decorated suite in the house, but the radiator was so loud and squeaky that we asked for a quieter room. They found us the McMahan room (because the radiator was broken.) It was perfect and the supplied space heater was quiet as well. Our adjoining room was warm and we could sit and play cribbage at the bistro table or recline in the easy chairs and watch a Netflix movie. We had brought enough noshing to sustain us for dinner. The other half of that pie we bought at the Outpost helped. All the radiators run on the hot spring water so it must cut down on the heating bill.
About sunset, we decided to try the hot mineral baths. This was the primary reason for our trip. Turns out about 2/3 of the tubs were not in service. Our choices were: the Brick Tub, the White Tub or the Rock Tub. They are all outdoors but the brick one is enclosed in a brick cubicle-- protected from the rain and wind, but no view. The White Tub is a fiberglass hot tub and tends to be cooler. The Rock tub is just what it says, about a double sized hot tub area constructed from cemented rocks--looks more au naturel, holds the heat longer. In fact, they have two hoses running: they add cold water when the temperature gets too hot. The water from the springs comes out as 208 degrees! They add the hot hose to the white tub that cools off overnight. And then they periodically switch the hoses to regulate the temperature. Judd and I paraded through the lobby in our hot pink and pale pink robes that come with the room. It was chilly getting there but after 40 min in 105 degree water, it was very comfortable walking back (albeit harder to dodge the peacock poo in the dark.) It was a rainy, foggy night but we could still see the snow on the surrounding mountains and hear some dumb geese who haven't gone far enough south for the winter yet. We soaked upon arrival, twice on Sunday and once before departing on Monday morning amid a slight dusting of snow. However, getting out of the Grande Ronde River valley over the Blue Mountains proved to be the scariest part of the weekend. It was snowing and foggy and a million tractor trailers in various stages of putting chains on or taking chains off were on the edge of the road or going painfully slow in front of us, spraying our windshield with mud. At some points I could not see one car's length in front of us. But we're back in Walla Walla now, sitting outside in the sun at 42ยบ. We're all chill and exfoliated from our spa weekend. Not going to let some haunted inn get in our way.
FUN FACTS from the hotel brochure:
"The spring is the largest spring of its kind in the world; it releases 3 million gallons of water a day and fills the 8 acre Hot Lake."
"The mineral waters contain sulfur, calcium, aluminum, magnesium sulfate, sulfides, phosphorous and iron."
"Hot Lake was referred to as a Holy Ground by the Native Americans."
"The elevator in the brick part of the hotel is the second oldest elevator on the west coast."
"The x-ray machine used at Hot Lake pre-dates the X-ray machine on display at the Smithsonian Institute."
"Hot Lake was well established as the Mayo Clinic of the west."
"Under Dr Phy, arthritis, tuberculosis, alcoholism and venereal diseases (especially syphilis) were treated at the clinic."
Judd and I got all healed up from what ails us.......wouldn't YOU like to know?
FUN FACTS from the hotel brochure:
"The spring is the largest spring of its kind in the world; it releases 3 million gallons of water a day and fills the 8 acre Hot Lake."
"The mineral waters contain sulfur, calcium, aluminum, magnesium sulfate, sulfides, phosphorous and iron."
"Hot Lake was referred to as a Holy Ground by the Native Americans."
"The elevator in the brick part of the hotel is the second oldest elevator on the west coast."
"The x-ray machine used at Hot Lake pre-dates the X-ray machine on display at the Smithsonian Institute."
"Hot Lake was well established as the Mayo Clinic of the west."
"Under Dr Phy, arthritis, tuberculosis, alcoholism and venereal diseases (especially syphilis) were treated at the clinic."
Judd and I got all healed up from what ails us.......wouldn't YOU like to know?
steam coming off the hot Lake |
dead mammals in the Bronze gallery - brown Alaskan bear |
opted out of the Huffman room due to radiator scare My video is live at: https://youtu.be/AZdg89QxhsM |
This is where we THOUGHT we had paranormal activity--my camera setting was "live and flickering" |
JT enjoying the radiator and salmon in the plainer, simpler McMahan Room (local dentist) |
Hot Lake "sanitorium" sign is now Hot Lake Springs |
"Rock tub" by gloaming |
can't you just image twins at the end of the hall? |
Judd admiring the inn keeper's bronze work |
Rock Tub gets steamy |
our side of the Blue Mountains on our walk around the block back in Walla Walla |
Sunday, January 13, 2019
Blog hiatus is over
December was full of travel, family, friends and food so we were just too busy to blog. Winter-vacation-in-Maine pics to follow.
Now we're back at work in Walla Walla, almost too busy again, but it's because we've both decided to retire and we're occupied with how to end our current careers in the next 1-6 months. We've given end dates to our supervisors: Judd - January 18; Melanie - June 22. "Yes, 2019," I had to tell many colleagues. I tell people I'm going West into the sunset. Judd tells people he's camping his way to the Arctic Circle. People tell us they're jealous.
Judd is a short-timer so spending fewer hours prepping and grading and more screen time perusing websites for campers and ferries to Alaska. I've got a count down electronic calendar running. The excitement helps us get through the grey, wet days here. Helps a little. I'm still pretty grumpy that I've got 159 more days til we depart.
Ugly sweaters were a hit the last day of work.
Our boys have turned the living room into a gaming room. So fun to see them playing together.
We got to help Malindi and Zack move into a new house! Odin and Juno have a big back yard!
Finished house warming- afgan for Malindi (started will all the extra pink yarns from the year of knitting pussy hats) while watching the boys slay demons together.
Countdown calendar, to-the-second, until my real life starts:
Now we're back at work in Walla Walla, almost too busy again, but it's because we've both decided to retire and we're occupied with how to end our current careers in the next 1-6 months. We've given end dates to our supervisors: Judd - January 18; Melanie - June 22. "Yes, 2019," I had to tell many colleagues. I tell people I'm going West into the sunset. Judd tells people he's camping his way to the Arctic Circle. People tell us they're jealous.
Judd is a short-timer so spending fewer hours prepping and grading and more screen time perusing websites for campers and ferries to Alaska. I've got a count down electronic calendar running. The excitement helps us get through the grey, wet days here. Helps a little. I'm still pretty grumpy that I've got 159 more days til we depart.
Ugly sweaters were a hit the last day of work.
Our boys have turned the living room into a gaming room. So fun to see them playing together.
We got to help Malindi and Zack move into a new house! Odin and Juno have a big back yard!
Finished house warming- afgan for Malindi (started will all the extra pink yarns from the year of knitting pussy hats) while watching the boys slay demons together.
Ryley and Megan prepping for big holiday party in MA.
Countdown calendar, to-the-second, until my real life starts:
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