This place should be broadcasting, the feedy thingy. Kind of a test and a bit of news.
I don't feel like saying much, or writing I might better say, but I have a strong feeling that may change very soon. It seems the meds/med combos, Ritalin to be exact or as exact as we can be right now, damn near had me running for the nearest hospital. My blood pressure has been fairly good for a very long time and the exaggerations I saw, we saw, had me scared shit-less. From why aren't you passed out on the floor to, you will stroke out in 5, 4, 3, 2,..... Many other factors must I weed out of the med thing and home situation to cause it. Back to square one, keep it simple, one change at a time or as best at that as one can do, when some things are just not controllable that factor into it. So, I expect to be back on the old merry-go-round again. I kind of missed it anyway.
Friday, June 19, 2009
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The feed seems to be working.
You can't seem to get the med thing working for you at all, can you? If it's not one thing it's another.
Good news about the feed and thank you.
The question still remains, how much of it is Med induced vs. poor life habits. Life habits sometimes aren't of our own doing and not controllable, outside/inside influences and the like. That is the big variable as I see it right now. Time, need more time to sort through it, carefully, one change at a time.
Doing an in home chart for the BP, we'll see what it shows. And time to insist on a ultra sound scan. Leaky valve showed up years ago, but not out of the norm for my age, at that time.
No such thing as perfect. It would just be nice to be a stable imperfect or a happy unstable. Something on the positive side. My kind of positive wouldn't necessarily be someone else's. In other words leave me alone, don't fuck with my, to most, senseless habits and stuff. I don't know the words for what it might be, but I'll know it when I see it.
PS: (You'll get this and most won't have a clue, but might have fun with it.) Kill the cook, unless their brownies are exceptionally good. It's an instant classic or at least you'll think so after eating too many. I made a special spaghetti dinner for the parents one time back in the early 70's. They liked it and didn't know why, I mean other than I am a good cook when in practice. They would have killed me. Well, you know, if I had switched out the shrooms they might have noticed. My black heart at work you see and a willingness to stay alive. I don't do that to people anymore and only did it the once. Revenge. Freud would not have approved, but I don't think it would have been a good idea to go his route either.
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the ex used my whole bottle of "oregano" in a spaghetti sauce that he then served to a group of about 20 senior citizens and upstanding types at a scottish society dinner once, and everyone just LOVED it.
i was so ticked off when i found out, that was a pricey dinner. on my dime. he thought it was funny, when he realized what he'd done.
Ya should have turned him in to the cops for thievery.
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