Did the Spine Clinic thing this morning.
And now I feelk pretty sick.
Thank you, VGH!
I hope I didn’t pick up some nasty bug while I was there. Especially given the results.
Or lack thereof. Basically,. I went there, they took X-rays, saw the spinal surgeon Doctor Dandurand, she did some tests and looked at the X-rays. and concluded that there was no surgery she should do that would make my condition any better.
Thank you, Doctor D!
And when pressed she admitted that she didn’t see how my leg weakness and my spinal injury could be related.
She then punted me back to my GP.
Well isn’t that lovely. The entire trip profited me absolutely nothing. In fact, I am in the red because at least before I went, I had the hope of getting some answers.
Now, I got bupkis. Except a possible infection.
Because I feel pretty rotten. I feel sore all over and stiff and my back hurts.
Thanks, Spine Clinic!
Plus my nose keeps being a little runny, despite my use of my antihistamine. That also suggests a bug of some kind.
Oh, and the most fun part was that this all set in while I was taking a nap. leading to the always life affirming phenomenon of waking up sick.
Damn I hate it when that happens.
Right now, as per the usual when I am writing a blog section, I am trying to eat a meal. But my appetite is pretty iffy and so it’s going slow.
All in all, today has been pretty sucky overall.
Here’s an idea
Maybe if I take another nap, I will toggle back to “healthy”.
My new cushion has become much softer as the memory foam memorizes my butt. But I am still not sure it is good enough to cradle my poor posterior and let me get more computer time before having to rest my sorry ass.
Which means it may not be up to the job I need it for the most. And that, in turn, means that I could return it.
But I have already been sitting on it sans clothing. So that would be weird.
I might give it another try, though. This time with an emphasis on softness.
Because my one exemplar of what I want is my couch in the living room. I cn sit there for hours without getting so much as a twinge in my injured butt cheek.
Maybe I should just take the cushion off the couch and use THAT.
Many happy returns
Butt contact issues aside, I haven’t even figured out how to return that weird little keyboard I bought by mistake.
I assumed these Inteltech people would contact me to arrange pickup, but so far no dice, so there must be some step I need to do that I wasn’t told about.
Almost like they don’t want to give me back my money at all.
I wiull have to do some reading on the Amazon website to figure this shit out.
Thanks, Amazon and Inteltech!
More after the break.
What I believe
What I believe, I believe very strongly.
Thats because my beliefs are an expression of who I am. They flow directly from the very core of my being and that means they are a vital part of my psyche and in a subjective sense are as much a part of me as my arms and legs.
This gives me a great deal of strength of conviction. So much so that it can be a bit scary, both to others and to myself.
Because when you speak with total conviction in normal conversation, it’s a shock to most people. especially when backed by my force of personality et al.
Not to mention that I am, technically. a 6’1″ monster of a dude who can be pretty scary to people who don’t know me well enough to know what a pussycat I am.
When I meow, I mean it, dammit!
Speaking so vehemently also contrasts with my usual casual demeanor. By default, my affect is that of a friendly,. pleasant. nonthreatening “gentle giant” type person.
So when the conversation turns to something about which I have strong convictions and I am suddenly Mister Fundamentalist, it’s like I suddenly pulled out a bullhorn.
I’ve had little incidents like that ever since I was a teenager. And I suppose they might have alienated some people. They might conclude that I am a dangerous fanatic and steer clean of me entirely.
But I can do no else. This is who I am.
The world will just have to deal with it.
And now the news
Still feeling pretty crappy.
In fact, I am now also dizzy and lightheaded in addition to all the other crapola. It makes it hard to stay focused on the screen and what I am inputting.
My mind keeps drifting away. It makes writing to you fine people a lot harder than usual because I keep having to drag myself back to the here and now
My back aches in that place between the shoulders that plagues me sometimes. Dunno if it’s the new cushion or the extra effort it took to get into and out of the clinic or both.
And I am so damned tired. How long can this go on?
The moment I am done typing to you lovely people, I am going to flop into bed and turn out the light and get some more sleep.
Until then, I type, even though it feels like I’m walking uphill against the wind.
Luckily, I am incredibly stubborn and refuse to give up until the job is done.
Even though I have now started to sway in my seat a little.
See how much I suffer for you lovely people? That’s real love there!
Tomorrow I’ve got Wound Care. Lovely. Hopefully I will have recovered from today by then or I might have to cancel.
Don’t wanna do that, though. Habit is repetition and I am trying to build better habits.
OK. Damn near became a QWERTY-head there. Time to go.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow/