My prescription comes in 2 bottles every month and somehow I have lost the 2nd bottle. I called it in and called my doctor. This morning (and I think last night) I took some from a sample bottle from some years ago which I'd found while moving. Ahhhh yeah. It seems to have truly expired! Not just made up! But not working. I seem to be in withdrawal from it.
I swam this morning, feeling pretty cruddy but managing, but then could not stop shaking and felt really nauseous. Also, twitchy. I slept from about 1 to 3. The shaky feeling is the pits. I am going to cuddle up with this giant heating pad and maybe later have a very hot bath. It should get better by tomorrow. I hope.
The pharmacy finally refilled the scrip for a week and a half without insurance coverage (which was the problem holding up them filling it).
I feel horrible... hanging in though.
The compounded topical cream with every known pain drug in the universe continues to be pretty awesome. Way better than Voltaren. I can have my "bad" leg exposed to air, even fairly cool air with a breeze, without it feeling like an itchy ice lava attack. Amazing. My calf and foot were less painful in the cold of the pool. I would like to smear the stuff on all the way up the painful stripe of my leg if the ortho says it is okay. It is also lovely on my hands (since I am smearing it on with my hands anyway).
My bus adventures have included daily encounters with very nice peopel and very horrid ones. I meant to record the really bad bus drivers and the nice ones, or report them (but never get around to the reporting.) A bad one: the guy who yelled "what stop" several times before he would lower the lift to let me on. He was already angry at me before we had interacted! And then when I got on finally a lady in a ponytail and baseball hat darted from the back to pat my shoulder and say something. "Um, what?" i said, turning to see who it was. "I *SAID* something somethnig nice hybrid vehicle you've something something got there! It was a COMPLIMENT!" and she stormed off. Okay dumbass! Jeez!!! Apparently I wasn't grateful enough for her pat and her condescension! Actually, I just didn't hear her the first time she said it, but since it was stupid, yes, I would have scoffed in her face.
Today I had nice bus drivers, a man on the platform who was singing very beautifully and was clearly a real soul/r&b musician just having a nice day. He sang on the train too and everyone smiled at him. I had a complicated chain of thought analyzing his song which was a lot of variations of "end of the road" but not quite the boyz2men song. I think he was improvising. It was all sort of girl, love is hard, but somehow, none of it was specific about why it was so hard to be together to the end of the road; it came off as a really bad non specific passive aggressive apology for having been a bad boyfriend rather than the boyz2men song which is very specific about the Girl having cheated and run around. It was amusing because it so clearly was this evasion of responsibility in the guise of a love song. Anyway his singing was lovely.
At 3rd and Palou there is often a fascinating scenario in progress. A lot of people stand at the corner in front of the shuttered nail salon and next to the convenience store/sandwich shop. People walk by and hang out, everyone knows each other and there is a lot of affection and brotherhood. I have never seen grown men hug each other so much outside of a football game touchdown. Cars pull up and people hop out and talk or just talk out the window. In the triangular plaza just across 3rd street there are a lot of old people and disabled people just sitting in the sun hanging around on benches. I wish it were nicer benches and made more park-like. There are a bunch of kind of crazy or drunk people wandering but they seem to be known and acknowledged by everyone else which I think is nice. But today, there were like 6 bicycle cops roaming around conspicuously and no one but them was outside the nail salon.
A lot of people get on the T with chihuahas. I don't like dogs but these little dudes always look so terrified. So I pet them.
A note from my time in the pool today. I have done my share of necessary noseblowing in swimming pools which I hope (pointlessly) has been discreet. But I swear to god the man swimming laps who every lap would stop and noisily hork up a big lugey and spit... OMFG. How! Why! Gross! I'm glad he was in the deep end. The rasta sunflower tattoo lady and I would just exchange eye widenings every time he did it. holy $%^!#$@! later in the dressing room we had a nice conversation and she said her doctor wants her in a scooter. Her speech is a bit hard to understand and I'm a little deaf, but we got by. Privately I guessed a stroke or parkinsons after talking with her (at first I thought CP... maybe...) She is scared of having a scooter. She uses paratransit and complains they are not reliable. Sometimes they come hours early. Her son is 16 and is in private school in upstate NY which he got a special scholarship to go to and he loves it and she is very proud but misses him. I like her and also the very smiley lady in the hair net whose name I forget. The older very tall guy who I witnessed get into the water for the first time still looks terrified, but is gaining confidence. He lets go of the side sometimes now. Also, he says good morning to me and the various pool ladies nowadays. I think he would not at first because he was super freaked out and embarrassed. The nice DJ lifeguard made such a difference for him. It amazes me how different people's affect can be. He lights up the room when he's there and makes everyone comfortable like a good host without even saying anything. The other mean lifeguard, the white guy in sunglasses, glowers and you just want to hide and don't know where to look. Like I always am conscious that I'm trying not to look at him or make eye contact or that I am looking at him.
Zond7 is on his way to DC where he will give a training talk to some activists. yay! And i'm off to WisCon on Thursday. Can't wait. Not sure how I will really be able to keep up with things but I am excited that I will have a rental scooter there, which will make going out to eat from the hotel much easier. A pang of regret for last year's WisCon when I rode a rental bicycle all over, around the capitol building and beyond, and on a massively brave/scary excursion a couple of miles down a trail by the university along the lake. Flying down the main drag to the university campus... like nothing! It was great. Okay not crying about that. I shall scooter around gloriously and eat at that nepali place a million times and have Very Intense Conversations with Timmi and be on several panels & hug everyone! I also look forward to chilling out with my roomies hederahelix and ladyjax!