Friday, March 15, 2013

A Post Pharmaceutical (Prescribed) Addled Inanity

It is 2:12 in the morning. It's taken me a bit time to just write first sentences, such as it is.

A cigaret dangling from my lips I think about the event of the day. Well, there were no events, really. This seems a truly odd comment or post or evacuation of inanity.

As readers know, I'm ill for some time. That has passed, but the remnants of my bout with this ailment are apparently a cough. Now that's complicated by a possible side effect from blood pressure meds. Without reiterating my odyssey in ailments.

Ah, a cough so bad it pulled all the muscles on my right side rib cage and cracked a rib as well. A couple of weeks ago the ways almost unbearable and the doc prescribed Tramadol. All of the painkillers have nasty side effects…you can look it up.

The cough that caused this has not subsided, but only subsided. I gave a home remedy cough syrup a try, but today went back to over the counter. Every time I could the muscles hurt like hell, but the OTC version of the remedy seems not to be controlling it.

Dear reader, please excuse me, as it it late at night, well, early in the morning and "painkillers" do make one a little nuts.

After days of dread pain in my side, exacerbated by coughing, the side feels better…tonight I just awoke that early hour and thought I'd write something. Rex is more sensible, the stirred a bit and went back to sleep. He is old them I by 7 years, dog years.

Smoking of course is not good for coughing, but I continuing to take a puff now and then.

The perplexing issue is that I have, for the past three or four days, felt remarkably fatigued. I do not know if this stress bouncing of my forthcoming move to Portland, continued concern about an attack by my ex-wife, or simply meds.

Whatever it is, I'll get it figured out. An acquaintance in the apartment complex asked me if living without a care while being ill made things worse. Absolutely not. I've an eye issue and the meds make me less alert. Walking two miles round trip to pick up cough remedies (when I'm not making my own….and the one I have is almost clearly better than I discuss a few ago…and cigarettes. I do really abhor cars.

It is indeed Friday and I am one day closer to moving.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Saturday, March 2, 2013

The Sequestered Life

Again, it has been far too long since my last update to this venue. In my own defense, I have been pyschologically destroyed by the "sequester." In fact, I probably will require psychotropics to deal with. Seriously, folks, you probably know that the sequester will have little or no impact on you, most likely the latter. Yeah, it's here, and yeah, if you're flying, it's going to take a bit more time to get through the airport and some government employees have been furloughed…but it's the the media frenzy of the moment. So tiresome this sort thing. My life, however, is changing. I'm recovered after six weeks of illness and have now begun to explore what will be my new home, Portland, Oregon. It appears a mini-San Francisco, quite earthy and cosmopolitan and quite lovely. I am relishing this new adventure next month. It will reinvigorate me…and also remove me from my ex-wife and the potential dangers she presents and do by about 1000 miles. How grand.