February 19
From my brain
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2009
Me 10:44, 19 February 2009 (EST)
So, there are worse things than the stomach flu. However, it's not as bad as cancer. Kind of a fun, painful little nugget nestled in between.
I'm giving birth to twins. Twin kidney stones. I have one in each kidney and have been instructed to drink copious quantities of water, lemonade (real stuff, not powered), and/or cranberry juice. I've been quaffing down my cran-lemon cocktail like mad since last night.
The main thing: avoid caffeine at all costs. That's not a huge thing for me lately, because the quantify of caffeine I have now compared to what I used to drink is minimal, but it's something to avoid at least.
So, I'm home. Urologist appt isn't until tomorrow morning at 8am. When the pain hits, I'm useless. When it's dull and numbing, I'm next-to-useless. There is no point in going in.
Also, when the pain hits big...I'm exhausted. I went to bed just before midnight last night, woke up in minor pain / discomfort around 1:30am (which I swore was later than that), took three Advil, and took a good half-hour to let the pain subside and sleep. Woke again at 6:30, tried to pee...no dice. Took two more Advil and my morning meds, and slept until 10am.
This is not going to be a fun ride.
Me 18:09, 19 February 2009 (EST)
This sucks. "Family Fun Night" at TheBoy's school, and Dad is stuck at home with the twins.
Stayed away for most of the afternoon, dancing between Ceraun's calls, playing WoW, and getting something to eat now and then. I was exhausted around 3pm, and so I laid down around 3:30. Slept flat-out until 5...and felt no where near capable of walking around the school, sitting on the floor in the cafeteria on a blanket, and horking down hot dogs.
This sucks.
2007
Me 05:28, 19 February 2007 (EST)
Could NOT fall asleep last night. Took me at least a half hour to fall asleep, and that was with going to bed at 11:30. Then, I just kept waking up for no reason. The last time I remember waking up and looking at the clock it was 1:34am.
Gonna be dragging today. /yawn
Me 07:19, 19 February 2007 (EST)
So, I had a bit of an epiphany this morning. I wonder: how much can your mental state affect you physical health? I'm sure there is a study on it somewhere. My mother is a hypochondriac, so something there goes without saying.
Lawgirl and I have had numerous conversations about stuff lately. One of them lighted on the evidence that women put their "happiness" in regards to their family life, whereas men put it on their career. This is why Wifey and I don't see eye-to-eye sometimes, because our family is fine and happy, so she doesn't understand why I'm not happy. I on the other hand hate my job situation, so while I love my family, I'm still not a happy person.
Further illustration: When I was a teenager, I was wracked with migraine headaches. They beat the heck out of me from sixth grade through 10th grade. In 10th, I lost a straight three and a half weeks of school as I had a migraine every morning. I was a good student, liked school, but the migraines kept coming...although rarely on the weekend.
On and off I would get them, guidance counselors would speak to me. Friends and teachers were concerned. When did it end? At a church youth group convention, I confessed to a youth counselor that I had been playing Dungeons and Dragons. The following week, we had a little ceremony where anyone who wanted to rid themselves of their afflictions could get rid of them. I burned every D&D item I owned. Ever manual, every book, figurine, character sheet, all of it went up in smoke.
I never had another migraine headache again. Now, you could say -- and which I believed at the time, for some years later, and my mother still believes to this day -- that the demonic powers present in D&D were behind my headaches. I was the man possessed by the Gadarene demon, that once purged, I was free of my affliction.
However, in the years since I don't believe D&D is evil. Not any more than alcohol or playing cards are inherently evil. However, there is a temptation that can afflict certain people to go over the top, to fall into alcoholism, to gamble their life savings away.
Growing up in a "bible thumping" backwoods church, you hide things. D&D was my big secret. Holding it in for as long as I did was what I believe was the cause of the headaches. Sure, they may have been normal migraines at first (as I had them at least a couple years before we were attending church), but eventually, that mental state transfered itself into a physical manifestation.
Turning toward now and my hatred of my job, combined with my conversations with Lawgirl about a man's sense of self-worth: is my low testosterone a similar case? Could this man's complete and utter lack of happiness about work translate into lowering his Man Hormone?
Then again...maybe it's just me being demonically possessed by WoW.
Me 11:55, 19 February 2007 (EST)
So, in parallel fashion to 1984, ThePit has been orchestrating their own version of Hate Week called, "Customer Value Days". It's supposed to be a way to help our customers "get to know us" and help them feel warm and squishy. Translation: it's a stroke fest.
That said, word came to me today that the tour bus company who was going to be shuttling customers from their hotel room...is AWOL. They tried to call them to confirm things today, and their phones are disconnected. Hopes are high that it's some sort of storm damage, but in the meantime, the planning committee is in a panic.
My suggestion was that we contact our international team (who deals with Mexican crossborder freight). Surely they might have contacts who would know how to transport a few dozen people around quickly and efficiently.
/nervouslaughter
