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It’s Flu Season

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When I was a kid there was no such thing as flu shots.  You just either got the flu or you didn’t and when you did it was bad.  You ended up with a cough, runny nose, sore throat, a bad case of the ”runs”, the projectile pukes, a high fever and alternating chills, muscle aches, and even shakes that felt like your bones rattled.

The difference is you never heard of kids dying from it on the evening news.  I mean, maybe they did?  Perhaps it wasn’t newsworthy in the 1970’s.

I got my flu shot today.  My arm is already sore as hell 1 hour post-injection.  Feels like I’ve thrown about a hundred baseball pitches. Hurts to even lift it.   Takes a full two weeks to develop immunity to the flu virus itself.  Of course the virus is always mutating so there is never 100% protection against it.

Mid flu season there’s always some major network news anchor that says the CDC got the vaccine “wrong” again and the shot you received won’t have much protection but that it will do “something.”

Which translates to me as “I just got ripped off with some fake ass useless BS.

Today, there are flu clinics held at both adult and pediatric facilities nationwide.   There were 80,000 deaths in the 2018-2018 flu season, 180 of those were children.

I think I will always wonder how we managed as kids to get the flu and survive it as children way back then.   Nowadays, you hear about kids that become ill with the flu and then die so quickly from it only two days later.

Is it because it’s a more virulent strain than the strains of yesteryear? Is it that modern day children have more compromised immune systems?  Not to thump on the immigration issue.  I’m okay with people coming here to find Amnesty but back in the 1970’s we didn’t have as many foreign people living here.  Is it possible that not only fauna and flora are coming over,  but also funky new viruses? Just a thought.

Last year I opted out of receiving the flu vaccine.  I managed just fine to skate through the entire season.   Which leads me to wonder in the vaccine industry is perhaps using propaganda to instill fear and then capitalize on big seasonal profits they receive from people like me who race out to get the shots.

What do you think? Is it all hype and fear tactics designed to generate revenue for Big Pharma or actual concern for children and adults who are most “vulnerable”?

Thoughts?

 


Missy Misdemeanor Elliot?

This grandma blew me away.

Rapping to Missy’s ‘Work It’

WTF! I hope I can kick it when I get this old 🤣

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Directions

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There’s never a shortage of people in Hamp who stop and ask me for directions to some random street.   I have no idea where things are,  I don’t live there.  Maybe I appear like I have a knowing look about me? Maybe I look like a townie?

“Do you know where blah blah blah is?” some lady asks.  “No, sorry I don’t,” I say.   “I heard it’s around here somewhere,” she goes on.  “Yeah, I have no idea, sorry about that.”  

Not 10 minutes later a man asks me if I know where some restaurant is and the conversation goes the same way.

I feel I’ve turned into a curmudgeonly old man.  Why this irritates me? Who knows.   Probably for the same reason that everything irritates me these days.  The wind blowing in the wrong direction bothers me.  It’s like PMS on steroids.

I’ve decided the next time someone asks me if I know where blah blah blah is, I’m going to look at them with a straight face and say in my average girl next door American voice, “I’m sorry, I wish I could help you but I don’t speak a lick of English, good luck with that though.

That should be fun times.

 


Diet

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So I’ve been on this diet.  I have a crap ton of weight to lose.   I love it when my pot-belllied primary care physician in his mid-60’s told me that I needed to lose weight at my last check-up.  As if it’s something I didnt know? WTF.   I almost wanted  to pretend to over exaggerate falling off that tiny half-table they sit your ass on and say,” Oh my God! I’m over weight?” “is there anything I can do about it doctor?” “Is there any hope?” And then fake cry.

As if I don’t already know and I never look in the damn mirror.  He looks like he’s ready to push out twins mind you….but okay.

Back to the diet.  Let’s start with the word diet.  It’s comprised of the words “die” from the German “dii” and “t”.  That’s because of you don’t go on it, you die and you get a nice cross over your grave after the burial service.  So okay, the etymology was total bullshit but it sounded good.

I have been on said diet since October 7th.  Time feels like dog years or some shit with each day passing.  Each hour is expanding somehow.   I watch other people eating bread and feel envious, and if I spy someone eating pastry? I want to curse at them.  Jealous little thing I am.   In some cruel twist of fate my metabolism has slowed from when I was twenty.  I gain weight looking at their damn cupcake!

All the slicing and the chopping and the vegetable prepping is so labor intensive.   I can’t wait for this dog and pony show to be over.

Where is the healthy food drive-thru?  Where can I order my 4 oz of protein and 8 oz of raw veggies, and 8 oz of steamed spinach to go Mcfast.  Oh that’s right nowhere.  There’s only Mcslop up the street under the Golden Arches.

Every where I turn there is flagrant food porn staring me down, enticing me to “come back.”

I am holding steady though.  Like walking a tight rope 100 feet up.  So far I’ve only tettered on the wire, no falls yet.

I’m still rocking this diet, it’s Day 12 WP peeps.

 


Sign guy

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Photo: mine

There is an unusual man in the town in which I live.    He stands at the town’s center with big ass signs which he creates on huge white poster board.   He proudly parades his work walking slowly along the side walk during rush hour traffic.   About every month he heads uptown donning his freshly crafted creation for all to see.

It is important to note that this town is an extremely left leaning, liberally based community…. as a whole.

In 2016, one sign he made spawned a 23 yr. old woman  and 23 yr. old man to physically assault him.  They were both subsequently arrested.

His signs certainly are shocking.  One of his signs read, “Caitlin Jenner ain’t no woman, boys ask your dads.”

Another read, “Bring back the bitchslap.

Yet another sign read,  “Feminist witches and soyboy bitches, lmao”

The Chief of Police said that he is protected under the 1st amendment to peacefully display his signs.   However,  the town’s local BID (Business Industrial District) asked business not to sell sign making materials to this man.

Our family stopped by to ask for the above photo with this man and he was happy to oblige.

His words may be shocking, rude, and vulgar.   That said,  I have come to admire sign guy for his authenticity, his courage to stand up and face an entire community who do not believe as he does.  Sign guy has brass balls.

Rock on Phil, keep making your signs baby.

 


Level 42

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I just heard this playing in a store at the mall, it took me right back.  Anyone else who remembers this?  🎵 🎵  🎵


Electrical storm

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Photo:  (mine)  Hadley, MA   July 17, 2018

A few nights ago I got up at around 1:30 a.m. to get a glass of water and I was heading back to bed when it hit.

I got that funny feeling.  It’s called an aura, it’s a warning for the person that a seizure is imminent.   Some get auras and some don’t, I do.  I get it roughly 20-30 seconds before it hits.

The ineffable feeling “it” is coming.  My aura feels like a feeling like something really bad is about to happen and it’s about to hit fast.  Like you get the sense that you are about to die.  Terror and impending doom blended together is one way to put it but there’s really no way to put it into words.   I yelled out for help as loud as I could and began running for my cell phone.  The whole house is sleeping and I doubt anyone will hear me scream.

My body was already going numb all over, which meant the seizure had begun I knew needed to find my cell phone fast and dial 911.  My brain was having trouble remembering where I had left it.   The electrical discharge in the brain which is what a seizure is, already disrupting my brains ability to think clearly.    “Kitchen I thought, it’s in the Kitchen….”

I found it and managed to dial 911 and had also opened my Valium and placed one underneath my tongue when seconds after,  I dropped the phone on the floor as I fell to the floor.  My heart by now was racing at 300+ bpm.  I was having chest pains.  I could hear the 911 operator asking from the phone a few feet away, “911 what’s your emergency?”  but I could not answer her.  By now my entire body was numb, tingling, I was paralyzed,  could not speak or swallow, and my heart was racing through my chest.

Alone on the kitchen floor I thought,” I will go into cardiac arrest and this is how I will die.” 

Finally, I saw someone standing over me. My earlier yell a minute ago had been heard!!!! He put his hand over my chest and got a pulse.

Enhanced 911 called back.   I began convulsing.   I grayed in and out as my body shook uncontrollably.    I was later told it lasted 4 minutes.  It felt like time warped, it felt like so much longer.

Paramedics arrived.   Try as I may, my speech was still slurred and I was still confused.  “Why can’t I still swallow I wondered,  it’s over?”

I had such a banging headache for 2 days straight after this seizure.   I never knew seizures could cause migraines til I posted in an Epilepsy forum.

I’m pretty sure this seizure was from lack of sleep and stress.  I hadn’t slept 3 days prior.  Stayed up til 3 am and woke up at 7:30  am for a few days.  That and being super stressed about my son.   Stress,  lack of sleep, as well as any amounts of caffeine are 3 big things for me that lower the seizure threshold.

I’ve had Epilepsy since I was a teen but never had a seizure generalize (convulsions) or last this long.

I feel so hammered.   My brain just feels fried.   There’s an electrical storm in my brain. I just wish it would blow out to sea for good.

I would love to hear from others who are living with Epilepsy and have either uncontrolled and/or break-through seizures.


Aerosmith

Met Steve Tyler by chance at Burger King up in NH.  He was with his kids eating dinner.   Circa 1989.   Super nice guy.   He has one of his homes in that town.

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I have fond memories with this song….


Led Zeppelin

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Blown away…….

 

 

 

 

 


Kyrie Eleison

Lord , have Mercy 

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