Category: just one more thing to worry about

  • Who Nose?

    Who Nose?

    Not mine but somebody else’s sinuses…

    I always since fifth grade and probably before that have had “sinus trouble”. I remember the big green pills that looked kind of like M&M’s that I had to take to help with this when I was a kid. I think that if you live where we do, everyone pretty much deals with this eventually because we have the humidity + crap in the air + lots of pollen and basically, the human nose and our animals, too, eventually go “snotty” and get clogged up and damaged so something gives.

    In my case it was a torrential nose bleed. Holy shit! One box of Kleenex later and the bathroom looked like a crime scene! Couldn’t get it to stop no way no how. Didn’t have the right “spray” to stop it. Squeezed my nose as the “inter-google” told us. Hubby drove me to the 24-hour pharmacy to get some of the “right spray”. Bleeding so much that I couldn’t get the spray to the source of the bleed. By that time it was coming out both nostrils! Holy crap!

    Ended up in the ER, with my blood-pressure raised so much it was like somebody gave me a cortisol cocktail with a side-car of adrenaline! The nurse said, “honey, calm down”… Sure. All my blood is coming out of my nose and you want me to calm down… Right-o! Not.

    Eventually, the nurse gave me a nose plug device, and a cold pack to put across my nose, and the bleeding calmed down. The doc came in after an hour or so, and checked me out. He told the big nurse to jam the Dristan up my nose and with three squirts in each nostril, after a bit, the bleeding slowed to a trickle whereby at that point, I think I could have used a transfusion… They said, “you didn’t lose as much blood as you think.” I thought, “you didn’t see the bathroom!”

    And no, hubby had nothing to do with this other than to be so kind as to drive me to the all-night pharmacy, and then to the ER and sit and wait for hours with me until I was cleared to go home… He is a saint. That’s the plain truth of this story.

    Next chapter. After deeper examination, I ended up going to a specialist. At the second visit, a CT scan of my sinuses was performed. I have a long list of “issues” that come with long term damage – probably not the worst they’ve seen, but probably not the best either… So I am lined up for a “nose job” – to correct the deviated septum (warped), and open up the circuitous clogged passages that look like some sort of video game maze quest for treasure tunnels…

    Apparently, after about a week or so, I should be good to go after they open things up with these little balloons that they poke up in there and “push” these passages open, and tell them “stay”, which apparently they do. Not sure what the procedure is with straightening the crooked septum – some sort of electrical thingy they use, apparently…

    And there are these things that hang down that have gotten over-sized that they are going to “trim” somehow. I dunno, but I hope they know what they are doing! I’m sure they do thousands of these because everyone here suffers and the ones who just can’t stand it anymore go and get this done.

    Someone who had this done told me how it went for her, but that was five years ago and well… you know, things get “different” in medicine. It’s not like it used to be, that’s for sure. I’ll find out soon.

    I’m here to tell you that if I reach this point, I’m there, dude, and I have and I am. Hubby asked, “will there be bruising?”, and I said, “God, I hope not!” I think he is worried about appearances, LOL!

    Just tell them I had a “nose job”. It’s the truth.

  • Christmas AKA the holidaze

    Christmas AKA the holidaze

    Mince Pie

    So, it’s been building. That overwhelmed feeling that comes in around Thanksgiving and builds until after New Year’s Day.

    Can I do what I need to do in time? What am I forgetting? Things cost too much. Can I make people happy or happier? What? When? How? Oh shit. Then the occasional panic attack, the deep breathing, the thought that at least I’m not trying to bake cookies for everyone (circa the 1970’s – 1980’s). Maybe I should host a cookie bake party. We could drink adult beverages and… Or then, that might be too much, too.

    Then there were the days when I felt compelled to write Christmas greetings individually on each card that I sent. And I am verbose in my writing…so, this made me exhausted. I was going to night school, and really trying to be and do everything… I think. After work, I went to class. On the weekends, I studied. Then there was some amount of “free” time which seems ludicrous to me now. The expectation that I thought was there, might have been in my head. I don’t know.

    And of course came hosting the holiday meals. I took this plunge one year, when I didn’t know I was expecting, but somehow the smell of collard greens cooking knocked me back! And I love collard greens! Yep, it wasn’t long before other things happened and I made an appointment at my doctor’s office, and you guessed it. A September baby was coming!

    But, here I am forty and decades later plus a couple of years. No babies to expect (of my own). Only the drive to have a happy holiday with family, friends, and pray for Peace during these times of turmoil that seems to be everywhere.

    The prayers are endless. Pray for the impact of the pandemic to lessen. Pray for a better economic situation for everyone in the world. Pray for those who are alone. Pray for those who are sick and in need of help. Pray for the homeless and those suffering difficulties due to mental health issues… And especially for the people in Ukraine who were needlessly and cruelly attacked.

    In answer to the hysteria of the holidaze around here… I can do things to mitigate the stress. I

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    Then maybe, I could just go out and take a run or jump in the pool (yes, it’s still warm outside in December it’s been in the 80’s F for a couple of weeks…).

    Welcome to climate change. A curse of humankind, but potentially it’s what happens in end times if someone in the distant past seeded this planet and set this in motion. It could be significant that there are multiple rule books that have been written – multiple versions that have a disparate appeal, depending…

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    Antiquities from the grands and great-grands

    But, then, it’s the holidays. We should be having a good time.

    So, why all this stress during the holidays? Lots of theories out there…

    I get told that I shouldn’t decorate so much. But it does help me to remember happy times with people who aren’t here anymore. Yes, it makes me sad, but then it makes me think about how much love there was and how they were, when they were here. Some of the decorations are really old – antiques by now, seriously. I do treasure them, because I treasure the people whose these were. The historical significance of these is immeasurable.

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    Just born so many years ago

    Going out to stores to shop is crazy these days. Anything from the angry men driving the two story trucks, to the impatient women all dressed up in hot fashion just to go to the grocery store…

    It’s a statement. It requires an escalator to get into it. Behind me in traffic, honking, I think, “Gee, I hope they don’t shoot me!”

    I just get in the mode of, WTF? Can you people just relax, already? Then, I say to myself, “look who’s talking…” Eye roll. Get a grip! I guess it just depends on the person and the stress that they suffer, and how they decide to manage it.

    Me, I don’t think people should need to look intimidating. It just puts people off. I sometimes think I should experiment and say to the driver, if I got the chance, “Do you need a hug?” But, I don’t. I suppress my impulses to do something that could land me in a lot of trouble. People here are not very friendly. It’s a real mixed crowd. As long as the goats stay away from the cows, everything is fine for them, if you get my drift. Color outside the lines and they’ll be trouble.

    So, as I go about my business, I will keep trying to enjoy the next two weeks as best as I can and remember my family and friends even if it is in the tiniest of ways and gestures – of kind words, and do my part in trying to take the pressure off. I definitely need to practice at this. Learn something new every day!

    Leading up to the crescendo of Christmas and the Twelve Days thereof, what I always like to say at some point is:

    Wishing You and Yours, Peace on Earth, and Goodwill towards Humankind!

    The Kiwi Christmas Trees…
  • Just when we thought it couldn’t get any weirder…

    Just when we thought it couldn’t get any weirder…

    The full magnitude of every category of bad stuff that is happening right now is more than most of us can wrap our minds around.

    It’s clear to most people that we are witnessing a guy who is running for the most evil human (inhuman?) in history. He and his minions are doing unimaginable horrific things, as he wages his war for fake reasons, against a country who one day was just minding it’s business, and the next is being attacked viciously by armies of troops from the next door neighbor who previously decades ago, “owned” them and now wants them back.

    Isn’t that special? What a turd. What a really awful sick jerk – some would think he is a madman, but he functions more like a mastermind of evil. Turd is too nice of a description.

    Seriously, a turd is better than this ass-clown piece of work who is vying with Adolf Hitler for most evil inhuman human ever. We just can’t conceive of the horrific things that he has people doing. We think the Taliban is bad, this guy makes the Taliban look like angels… well maybe not angels, but needless to say he’s magnitudes worse – a card carrying officer of evil.

    He doesn’t even try to use religion as his base. His goal is to take over the world. He’s like a smiling Satan. Attractive to some. He lures them in. Then he does whatever he wants if they are not 100% loyal – and even if they are, he might decide that he believes that they are not, and does away with them – he “disappears” them. He leaves fingerprints. He doesn’t care.

    What the world is starting to do is realize that likely the only way they can get him to stop is to cut him off and starve his people so that they begin putting pressure on him wink-wink to stop. However that would happen. He keeps himself in an extremely secured place – it shows how paranoid he is – and if people step out of line, or he has no use for them anymore, it’s curtains for them.

    First there are sanctions. Beginning with the rich and powerful, then working down into the hearts and minds of the citizenry. Cut off the money where possible. Transportation. Communication. Take the shiny pretty things. Deprive them of basic supplies. As sanctions cut off all sorts of necessities that sustain the country, like McDonald’s and Burger King, people may figure out that the world is not happy with him in a big way. No joke. The squeeze will get tighter and tighter.

    Plus the kicker is that this also affects mobile devices and support for those addictive objects. No more games, kids! Daddy has been bad, so you don’t get to play! Who loves Russian TV? Nobody.

    He tells them that they are fighting Nazis. How the hell did he come up with this? The leader of the country is Jewish, FFS! Seriously? Couldn’t make up a different reason? WTF? But his people who are loyal to him are buying it. Some aren’t. Some have left. Where can they go? That’s the question.

    The issue is that his propaganda machine is so strong, and he’s a dick-tater in a fake democracy. If people step out of line, he has those arrested that go against him – and God only knows how big his prison capacity is – it could be that one day he has most of the population in prisons and he and a small portion (minions) are all that’s left. Imagine that. In fiction such things have happened. Dystopian? Real? We will see. He sits on resources that many depend upon, outside of his country, so this will be a re-balancing of dependencies for those countries affected.

    He’s the evil guy people knew deep down they should have never trusted. Those that did are crying now. It will take awhile to work out how to become unsnared.

    It’s not like when the dinosaurs got wiped out by a meteor, but almost.

    It’s certainly interesting to watch our friends at Anonymous do what they do best for the “rest of the world” aka “team”. You go folks – dig out and expose everything you can for the good of the planet. Please.

    Certainly interesting to watch all of this unfold and to be, especially in admiration of the Ukrainians and their leader. What a guy – and to think that the big cheeto(r) tried to jerk him around… That action was a sign that something with the big cheeto was amiss.

    But we know that. We know that the creep waging war now had a lot to do with the big cheeto being elected in the first place. The creep has pictures of the big cheeto doing outlandish things, right? It’s all a part of the creepy underworld of rich folks that love to flirt with adventure and danger – to do weird things for money – like some sort of gigolo. And somehow, as this is figured out, we likely will see some shameful faces. “Yeah, well… I thought it was a good idea at the time.”

    Lots of evidence points to the creep’s minions manipulating everything from public opinions and the voting in just the right places on election night in 2016, as we sat in shock as the returns came in. This didn’t just happen in the US, but has also in other places. Something was up. Something is up. Perhaps parts of a larger scheme as yet to be uncovered.

    All the visits by the republican politicians from every walk and level of politics to Russia, to be wined and dined (or “vodka’d”, as it were) – what do you think?

    Some of these are people so gullible that they likely signed on to get favors, because favors are what they love to give and receive! For some of them, it relates somehow to their version of Jesus and in their contorted vision of the world, all of this fits – because these “leaders” are prophets protected by their God, and they should listen to them. Hallelujah!

    The “revival” style political rallies that these “leaders” host are based on a template created by the televangelists from the large evangelical organizations. When they travel, the goal is to raise bazillions by hosting these “whip up the crowd” style gatherings then making everyone feel special for attending by structuring the speeches to hit them right in the heart of their souls with blather that somehow makes them feel justified in all their grumblings and deep seated anger.

    Then come out at the end (or sometimes in the beginning with those “special deals for special people”) come the hooks that are designed to have attendees get out their credit cards, check books, or “hey we’ll take cash” – even PayPal and Apple Pay! There’s a sucker born every minute. The hooks have the bait and those that are caught – the gullible – send the cash. Bird-nests on the ground.

    Elections are like sporting events – the Super Bowls of politics. 2016 was a big one. The proof of concept that elections could indeed be manipulated. 2020 was the disappointment and these people are furious. They decided to not take it. They decided to organize and plan the attack to stop it and turn it back – Insurrection 1.0. Watch this space. Meanwhile, those that partook do the old gaslighting trick – accuse everyone else of doing the wrongs that they themselves undertook – and saying it loud over and over and over to make the point. Investigations go on and results are as thin as chicken broth.

    Later leading up to the 2016 election, it was tricky. The players were such that it was a delicate situation. It was certainly tampering by “those people controlled by that guy, the head of that country”, the FBI said it was, and the CIA, and what’s that guy’s name that we forgot that did that long investigation? Mueller? Yeah him. All that was buried in the vault.

    But it didn’t die. 2020 happened. Again, the sheer outlandishness was enough to scare enough people that many are demanding that this kind of nonsense be stopped. There are multiple investigations ongoing. People are getting impatient. How could we let this go? We all hope that the time is coming close where the evidence is overwhelming and the warrants go out – and the cases are iron clad – because there will be a lot of fight and resistance – and no doubt the authorities have to plan how to deal with this – everywhere.

    Back to this war in Ukraine… Sure glad that Zelensky is there because he sure knows how to connect with his people and within them there don’t seem to be a large proportion of butt-heads like we have here that still support the loser ex-president of the USA. They are fighting back, and the rest of the free world is sending them weapons, money, and taking in their people who have escaped – those numbers are mounting daily. Tragedies continue to unfold. No one really knows the depth and bench strength of the attackers. Their display isn’t elegant, but they are persistent. However, the resistance that they face, right now, is more persistent than they ever dreamed it would be.

    I’m not opinionated, but I LOVE our President right now – he rocks! Thank God he has enough experience that he is not shooting from the hip on this… Scary to think if this had happened with his predecessor.

    But there is much that we do not know, and will not know until actions are taken, despite the ongoing assumptions on social media that somehow we will get warning. That will not happen.

    Sometimes in the minds of individuals who think about this all the time, the notion comes up – is the war in Ukraine a big decoy? “Look over here” while something happens over there that is bigger and badder, more sinister than anyone could imagine. We thought it was bad in 2020…

    Well, it sure is weird. It’s very very sad for people there and it’s so frightening and devastating beyond anyone’s imagination. The people of Ukraine were just living life one day, then the next, everything changed and for some, life is taken away. Everything.

    Earth is the strangest place I’ve ever been.

    From a flyer distributed on campus in my freshman year in University in 1971.

    Don’t take your daily life for granted. That’s the lesson here.