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One of the most common initial checks being made to assess someone’s health during the COVID-19 pandemic is the measuring of their temperature. I rarely take my temperature, partly because I rarely have a fever. When I do develop a fever, I tend to notice it right away, without needed to measure it. Only after it feels a little extreme do I tend to dig out the thermometer for an actual measurement.

A week ago I had no idea what my normal healthy temperature usually ran. I do now, at least my morning temperature, anyway. Since the primary symptom being checked in the current coronavirus outbreak is body temperature, I decided to self-monitor my temp to determine a baseline reference for comparison, in case I do get sick.

Isn’t the normal body temperature always just 98.6°(F)? Not exactly.

I’m finding my normal morning temp is around 97.4 degrees. I think our current daily temperature should become attached to our names as a new identifier. Use it in the same vein as academic suffixes.

John W. Hays, 97.4.

We will all begin to sound like our own FM radio station frequencies.

Think about it, though. You would know right away if someone was coming down with something by the number in their greeting.

“Hi, I’m 101.2.”

Whoa! Back off there, fella.

I think my temperature probably went up a little bit yesterday afternoon on my walk through the woods with Delilah. Apparently, there might be an ostrich loose in the area. If those were turkey footprints in the snow, that beast must be bigger than Ms. D.

Those brown circles are Delilah’s paw print and that giant boot in the bottom corner is mine. The bird that walked along our trail must be half my height.

I should probably take up wild turkey hunting. Get it before it gets me.

97.4, …signing off for now.

Stay a safe distance out there.

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Written by johnwhays

March 24, 2020 at 6:00 am

Pattern Change

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We woke up with a hint of frost on our deck this morning. It is a clear validation of what we have been sensing the last few days. There is a change of season in process, and with it, our patterns of routine. I had to hunt down a long-sleeved shirt the other day. Of course, at this time of year the extra shirt comes on and off a lot, depending on activity.DSCN2367e

I came in from outdoors and headed to the sink to wash my hands. Ah, there was my old peeve, back again. The cuffs of my shirt get wet when I wash my hands. Sure, I pull the sleeves up, but they slide right back down. Now I am able to appreciate what I have taken for granted all summer long, that I can scrub up without a care when I wear short sleeves.

A couple of days ago I asked Cyndie if she was comfortable in the house. She said she was, and I pointed out that the indoor temperature was 62 degrees (F). In the winter, Cyndie is quick to report her discomfort if the house temp drops below 70.

It fascinates me how our bodies respond differently to the seasons. What feels refreshingly comfortable now will be irritatingly chilly in the days to come. In 5 months, a temperature just a few degrees above freezing will feel refreshingly comfortable outside. This morning that temp tightens muscles and causes a wince. It has a bit of a bite to it.

DSCN2369eSoon it will be time for me to find my winter gloves. I have no idea where they are.

For some reason I have a difficult time parting with old gloves. The finger on these opened up way too soon, so I patched it and got a good few weeks more out of them. Then the palm opened up and I decided it was time to retire them.

Just throw them away, John.

I looked over the right glove and couldn’t find anything wrong with it. Maybe I can use the right glove around the fire pit. I already have one by the living room fireplace, but come to think of it, I never use it.

Maybe I can use the leather for some other purpose. I could cut off the fingers and…

Just throw them away, John.

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Written by johnwhays

September 13, 2014 at 8:35 am

Temperature Perceptions

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Yesterday, I finally got around to plowing the drifts out of the driveway, after work. When I finished with the plowing, and was working on cleaning the residual snow out of the bucket, I began to wonder if this might be the last time I will need to plow snow this season. It’s not a sure thing, but there is that possibility.

I have recently heard mention of the chance for more snow this coming Sunday, which would be right on schedule for the recent trend, but the predictions seem to be dropping in amount and likelihood day by day.

I will be much more willing to tolerate driving over a few inches, instead of plowing it, since any snow that comes this time of year tends to melt swiftly under the springtime sun.

After work yesterday, I stepped out the door without my jacket on, with the temperature in the mid 20s (F), and marveled over how warm it felt. That always intrigues me, because the same temperature in September would feel ridiculously cold.

Thinking more about the nuances of that phenomenon, beyond the common explanation having to do with thickness of blood, it is possible to understand other factors which contribute to the difference.

IMG_1837eIn the springtime, on a sunny day when the nominally measured temperature is in the mid to upper 20’s, many surfaces are absorbing that sunlight, and rising well above freezing. Feeling that sunshine on my face, as I stepped into the rays, brought an instant sensation of warmth.

If it were this sunny on an afternoon in September or October, it would feel equally as warm, or warmer, and the temperature could easily rise into the 60s or 70s. The days in the autumn when it feels so cold, as the temperature drops toward freezing, will tend to be cloudy and windy. If it weren’t, the temperature wouldn’t go down so low.

If it is cloudy and windy in the spring, the mid-20s don’t feel nearly as comfortable as it did to me yesterday. There is more contributing to our temperature perceptions than simply the number of degrees being reported by a thermometer.

Not that any of that is required thinking. Just step out into that sunlight and soak up the energy. Even with all the snow we still have on the ground around here, you can sure feel the warmth of spring in our air.

Written by johnwhays

March 22, 2013 at 7:00 am