One year ago today: December 8, 2024, glad to be back.
Five years ago today: December 8, 2020, jam sessions = boring.
Nine years ago today: December 8, 2016, portrayals of Thailand.
Random years ago today: December 8, 2010, an above average book.
It was with incredulilty I read some postings by welfare cases arguing about their right to live off other people’s taxes. I once met a guy with that attitude in real life, Mike. Born on welfare, lived his who life on welfare, drew no link between his free ride and other people’s taxes. This might be an entire day of commentary unless I check myself into the hospital over a variety of symptoms each minor on their own.
The [Friday] ER had questions about me living alone. I have no intention of letting someone into my place constantly underfoot in case I need a hand. Risky maybe, but fewer people who to you down. I get a laugh out of people who say they have lots of friends and it is easy. A closer look reveals they pour considerable resources into maintaining those relationships, they just don’t see it. But too often, they are resources that create a neglect in other parts of their lives so that they dubiously now have to depend on others. Nope, not for me.
Waiting to dry off after a shower, I watched a highly-touted video of twenty rich people telling how to get rich. It confirms what I already know. All the “secret” information they provide is already common knowledge. Provide value, invest early, get a skill, etc. What is missing it the key to get people off their asses and act. They all know what to do, but once that TV clicks on in the morning, they are basket cases the rest of the day.
The picture here is the screen in my private hospital room. I was checked in by 9:00AM and a battery of tests found nothing, but same as twenty years ago, something is wrong. They are keeping me for observation, that is, to give me the best treatment money can buy.
Ashcroft, Colorado.
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The change in hospital procedures is remarkably different. The “assembly line” aspect is gone I was x-rayed and scanned, then a battery of lesser tests. I saw an actual doctor for a couple minutes and was wheeled down the long hallways to a surprisingly comfortable, quiet, and well-appointed room. Think luxury, this place compares very well with many hotels I’ve stayed. The screen above was an interface, where I could access anything, so bored silly by now I watched a so-so Clint Eastwood movie, “Cry Macho”. This is a picture taken on Mars last week. That's all I have for you, but isn't that something?
Here is a sample of the menu, which I consider top-class and they do not skimp on portions, although they are understandably carefully measured. And there you go, here is a sample of the dinner offerings. Since it is all insurance, I ordered like and English King. Like a class Euro-beaneries, there are no prices listed. You don’t, after all, want anybody getting a heart attack.
This was a weirdly relaxing time, I had everything at the cabin prepared for a 3-day stay. The utilities were shut down, even the live animal traps were all snapped, I was not stressed. So how did I zonk out? I used to experience this traveling, a very deep and dream-filled sleep. I love traveling for this alone and here I was, 22 miles down the road and dreaming in technicolor. They had to awaken me each fhour hours for vitals and was so groggy I could not speak. And it took a full ten minutes to wake up in the morning.
The staff is also well-screened for patient-handiling. This meant when getting a zero-requirement yahoo like me, within minutes we were all visiting like old friends. They showed (and taught) me a truly inside look at the machines and procedures. Best to me was the brand new gamma cam, the old test where you drink the barium or some isotope and your insides glow. Most of the time was just lying around, waiting your turn.
I told how sleep the past ten days was not replenishing. I had slowed down and felt unstable. I was slow-moving and weak. Then that 11-hour sleep and I’m back. Yes, but will it last. I have no explanation and the only medicine they gave was regular 81mg aspirin, which is where I finally learned that is the quarter-dose of your standard 325mg pill.
