Old People And Sunshine

I didn't stop performing music because I was bored with it. I stopped performing music because I didn't care whether anyone was impressed with my music anymore. I stopped getting the urge. I hardly do anything anymore that ain't urgent.

That's why I"m not so bothered about this arthritis and carpal tunnel pain causing me to stop playing the scales every day. Maybe the urgency was a self-generated process that didn't ups-urge from a sincere source. Still, I've played some scale sequences each of the last couple of days. I paid for it in pain. But, I'm getting kind of lackadaisical about pain. It still hurts, but avoiding it at all costs is more painful, but in a different way.

I thought I would make more mistakes playing the scales yesterday than I did. I was a little slower going about it, but as much out of the anticipation that things wouldn't go as swimmingly as they did, as my forgetfulness. The way my forgetfulness showed up more than any other way was in my delight in the way relational insight still amazed me in real time. I still recognized patterns anew even though I haven't been practicing every day.

This is not to say that the situation with my hands and wrists is any better. In fact, I'm having considerable trouble with my elbows too. Perhaps even more than with my hands. I'm still impressed that my taking a lot more Vitamin D will help, but even more convinced that it might take some time for it to show up as curative.

I had heard of rickets before. I can't say I actually knew what people were talking about when they spoke of rickets. It's having weak bones and they have a tendency to bend. Many critically bow-legged people got that way from rickets. It happens as a result of Vitamin D deficiency, and was practically eliminated by supplementing it in the milk served in school lunches.

It hasn't been that long ago in human years they discovered what vitamins were, much less how they affected the human diet. I only know the names of the chemicals that make up vitamins by their assigned name. I thought it was interesting that Vitamin D was called that because it was the fourth vitamin discovered, and so they named it with the fourth letter of the alphabet.

I took 40,000 IUs of Vitamin D supplement pills yesterday, and spent a right good amount of time outside in the sun. The more I learn about what has to be there for a person to get a sufficient amount of vitamins and how often they have to have them, the more I understand some unthought about behaviors. Most of them seem to be used as excuses for getting out into the sun so their skin would make Vitamin D.

Most recently, I keep seeing images of old men gathering at the court house or the country stores, and sitting around in the warm sun gossiping. That goes along with old people moving south in their retirement. Especially the old people from the northern latitudes who don't get enough sun in the winters to make Vitamin D with their skin.

I suspect there are many metaphors that preach the blessings of getting out into the sun often enough to do some good. Metaphors and myths would be the only way to learn about how being in the sun can help until the vitamins were discovered. I'd bet good money there are all sorts of Biblical passages that imply the truth before it became literally known for sure. The Hindu sutras have gotta be full of those kinds of stories. I'm gonna keep my eyes open for those kinds of references in the studies I've made. Why am I always the last to know?