Melodrama

Yesterday's post was just a bit melodramatic. True, it gets difficult at times to stay focused on the outcome of treatment. Life is generally good on a day to day basis. I have a great partner. My job is enjoyable. Learning Japanese is difficult, but I am making visible progress. And after many stops and starts I am almost finished with my degree. So, we'll see how today goes.

Crippled

I feel crippled and I hate that this has become my life. I have to make allowances for my decreased endurance. Most days it is all I can do to get through work, let alone the daily activities that need to be done around the house. I miss going out with my friends. I make plans and consistently have to cancel them. Everyone has been solictious and patient, but I feel that I am a continuous burdent to them. Tim is especially patient. I try not to complain, but sometimes it is difficult. I have an appointment next week, maybe they'll be able to make progress in my case.

Happy Halloween

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A Different Israel

During an unrelated search I came across the above image taken by Guy Olami. Guy is a photographer working primarily in Israel and Europe. His photos of religion and the gay communities in Israel are particularly startling.

Guy Olami

Morbus

I am feeling better today. Don't get me wrong I am still congested and weak. Tim slaved over the stove fixing breakfast, lunch, and dinner. All this while I watched TV and played on the interweb. The cocktail is wrecking havoc, but I am looking forward to the good heath it promises.

Disfarmer

Disfarmer ran a portrait studio in Heber Springs, Arkansas during the nineteen thirties and fourties. He changed his name from Meyers to Disfarmer (Dis-farmer) out of his distain for the farming communities in which he was raised. In his desperation to escape his parent's farm he taught himself photography and began shooting portraits on his mother's porch. Later he moved to Main Street and began shooting portraiture full time. Shot in startling full light, these portraits grant the viewer an uneasy intimacy.

Disfarmer Project
Disfarmer Gallery

Geeks Luv Cats

I've had a great deal of time to play on the interweb over the last week. One jewel that came to me via b3ta and Tim are these geek cats.

Night Terrors

I've never really liked cocktails. This is especially true for drug combinations. I haven't slept for more than thirty minutes all week, but last night was the worst. I think the mucinex did it. I had been stuffed up until I took the mucinex which is advertised as an "expectorant and cough suppressant". It certainly does expel the mucus. It does this through violent coughing. I coughed so frequently and violently that I began to vomit. Mucinex's accomplices were the antibiotics. All I have to say is that the most common side effect is diarrhea. So I spent last night with raw throat hacking and vomiting on the toilet. I can't wait for tonight.

Diagnosis

My work is the best. Yesterday they arranged things so that I didn't have to come in. Given that I was already dressed and out of the house I made an impromptu trip to the doctor. Turns out that my cold (upper respiratory infection) is coupled with tonsillitis and ear infections (yes, both ears). The sudafed I was taking for congestion raised my blood pressure to dangerous levels, thus I had to stop taking it and have to go back to the office tomorrow for a follow-up visit. I was prescribed antibiotics and a cocktail to make up for the sudafed - mucinex, tylenol, and zicam.

Redundancy

I feel worse than ever. Last night was incredibly exhausting. I didn't get any sleep and I feel miserable. My face and ears are burning. I have to lead a question and answer session tonight. I don't think that I'll be able to get through it.

Kleenex

My box of Kleenex has become my best friend. I had to leave work early and didn't attend my classes. I have a long day tomorrow.