Archive for August 25th, 2009

Saw the physician’s assistant today.  She knows more than a lot of doctors, frankly.

She said “How is it going?”  I told her I was of two minds… one was to kiss her feet for the escape from the headache, and secondly that what they told me before/after the procedure was “it’s a lot like a bad sunburn”.  I told her this was utter horsecrap – more like peeling a hangnail until it reaches your wrist.  She said every single person is different.  I related the five days including and leading up to Sunday – Pain City.  She said that is how they go.

Yes, nerves die in a blaze of glory – they grow shriller and louder by turns, eventually shattering the glass in the cathedral of the soul with reverberations from the abyss – the howls and growls of long-forgotten distant beings that reach out and hunger for your very substance.  Then they die.

Which is what happened Sunday night.

Which I might add, has yet to happen in two spots on my neck.  Nyarlathotep down, Yog-Sothoth and Cthulhu to go.

Next Thursday I do the other side.  Kill ’em all – three of them, anyway – and let the bod sort them out.

The PA has noted by my much scaled-back painkiller use in the last few days and “gets it” that I’m not looking for drugs and decided that they would try to do better by me this next procedure and up the dose so I’m not suffering.

In fact, I’m truly enjoying clarity of mind but my body is saying it wants more – gotta love physical dependence.  (sigh) This too shall pass.  Clarity of mind – when was the last time you heard me try a Lovecraft riff?

I’m told that this will come  back – that they just don’t know how long.  In the meantime, there is a chance I might be back on my bicycle this fall even if for a short duration.

I can live with that.


Eighteen different kinds of wrong.


At the National Review Online, Victor Davis Hanson has a great op-ed on what has gone wrong with Obama’s presidency.  The shorter list is what has gone right.


A gentleman named “Bennett” left me a nice comment:

Hi Cheese – milk’s leap toward immortality.
I am from Niger and learning to speak English, give true I wrote the following sentence: “Enriched with vitamin a, c, and e, dr.”

Waiting for a reply :-) , Bennett.

Culturally speaking  this is a gold-mine of information.  Who knew that Niger-folk used “Cheese” as a personal pronoun in a salutation?  I usually just say “Dude”.  And that he’d share with me, a total stranger, his progress on both the english language and the food pyramid.

Since the world is so full of nice people I think I’ll support Obama more, and his health care, and let people standing on the corners begging for money just borrow my credit card, because the world is such a kind place and I can help make it kinder – he’s sure to bring it back the next day.

So… so what if the deficit will be 9 trillion dollars over ten years?  Obama knows what he’s saying when he says that that is just proof that we need to pass health care reform.

You should join me in listening to those who know more than us.

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