The Bananaverse

last night my ear ached a little.

then it got worse. and worse. and even worse.

I got no sleep, so finally I broke down about 3am and called my e/n/t clinic to investigate on-call options. He told me that I needed to go to the ER or to the doctor in the AM. A quick check of my insurance card told me I was waiting till the am ($100 er visit or $20 office visit). So I waited. I thought I’d die, but I waited.

I went to the doctor and he told me that I had a most serious ear infection. It had pissed off the inside of my head SO MUCH that it blistered my eardrum. He could lance it but it might not heal properly because of the infecty goop coming out of it. So I got some supersize antibiotics (lippy: the pills that ate Cinncinnatti!) and came home to take a nap. I slept a bit until my ears popped and bunch of guck came out of the one that hurt. Then there was some blood too, so I called the doctor. “Hi, remember me?” (I’m the one with the report due on space!) His reply? K, we called Target and gave them your ear drop prescription too. Go get it, kthxbye. As an added bonus this sets me BACK in my “let’s fix up your stuffy ear” regimen. I had to stay home from work today what with no sleep and thinking my ear would kill me. It ached all the way up into my jaw, and I couldn’t open my mouth far enough to take a regular sized bite of yogurt from a spoon. my neck hurt and my ear rang really badly too. it sucked.

My current schedule is as follows:

Morning:
Wash ointment off of ankles
Rinse nasal passages
squirt some steroid stuff up my nose
take a mucinex
take a giant antibiotic
squirt ear drops in my ear

Night:
apply ointment to ankles
wrap ointmented ankles in plastic wrap
rinse nasal passages
squirt some steroid stuff up my nose
take a mucinex
take a giant antibiotic
squirt ear drops in my ear

and this is above and beyond regular life stuff. gah.

I’m off to bed now I think. We’ll see how it goes.

I told the Scoot earlier, at least I go big, it’s not some piddly little crap. And now that the whole shooting match (my eardrum) has ruptured, I am actually feeling slightly less hurty. But still hurty.

it’s like they know me!

Here’s what an article has to say about the Pope and his popely opinions:

A leading Vatican cardinal has appealed to keep alive a brain-damaged woman in Florida whose husband wants permission to have her feeding tube removed.

Terri Schiavo, now 41, collapsed 15 years ago when a chemical imbalance caused her heart to stop beating and cut off oxygen to her brain. Her husband wants to remove the feeding tube that keeps her alive, saying she never wanted to be kept alive artificially. He has been at odds for years with her parents, who want to keep her alive.

“If Mr. Schiavo legally succeeded in provoking the death of his wife, this would not only be tragic in itself, but it would be a serious step toward legally approving euthanasia in the United States,” Cardinal Renato Martino, the head of the Pontifical Council for Justice and Peace, told Vatican Radio on Thursday.

The Vatican condemns euthanasia, and Pope John Paul II has often spoken out against it. In his 1995 encyclical “Gospel of Life,” the pontiff said euthanasia was part of what he described as the “culture of death.”

Martino recalled recent words by the pope, and said “quality of life should not be interpreted as economic efficiency, beauty and physical joy, but it consists in the supreme dignity of the creature made in the image and likeness of God.”

“Nobody can be arbiter of it (life) except God himself,” said Martino.
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Where was that opinion when his hatliness had trouble breathing and they had to tube him?
Where was that opinion when he got totally sick and they rushed him to the hospital a couple of weeks ago?
What makes them think that a chemical imbalance, causing someone to COLLAPSE who would have easily died not all that long ago should still be kept alive? Don’t you think that would be a sign?
I don’t honestly care what you think now, what with my lapsed catholicism and your enfeebled papacy, but I can’t even respect someone who doesn’t pick a side and stay there.

Be careful! Your kids could start pwning people left and right according to Microsoft.

hee hee hee!

Yay for PopeWatch!

I just like anything that allows me to use the word Pope in all manner of ways.

No Lippy, no explody head this time. I’ll let you go there all on your own. (:

(for those not in the know, that would be my friend Mister G. O. Ogle. Theerrrre you go.)

So the image search has a neat use if you want it to: You can see the first picture taken by various cameras if you search by the following blobs of text, tagged by camera brand that uses that nomenclature:

Sony: DSC00001.jpg
Canon: IMG_0001.jpg
Casio: CIMG0001.jpg
Pentax: IMGP0001.jpg
Kodak: 000_0001.jpg
Konica: PICT0001.jpg
Fuji: DSCF0001.jpg
Nikon: DSCN0001.jpg

Isn’t that cute?

Additionally for those who haven’t heard, they have launched betas of Local and Maps which use the index they
already have and give you random whatevers based on pagerank and all that loveliness. Local is flat out fantastic, and I have used it a LOT recently since it appears to beat the pants off CitySearch (imnsho).

So go play fun with Local and Maps, and while you’re at it, a rousing round of What’s On Your Camera is always a nice way to spend some time.

There is sunshine today. It physically pains me to stay inside today. Or maybe that’s just the pain of skipping breakfast. I can’t say for sure.

Hey!
Transmit 3 is finally out.
OMG it’s hot. I don’t normally rant and rave about software, but
seriously. Drag to the Transmit tab and send your file. Tabs for
connections, sync, column view, on and on.

Transmit IS the hotness, my little love monkeys. If Rick James hadn’t
beat Panic to the punch, Transmit would go around going “I’m FTP,
bitch!”

This is the kind of software that makes people want a Mac. This is the
kind of software that even the most swashbuckling of pirates would
gladly drop the cash on. Damn. You go now!

Well!

Doctors doctors everywhere…

I went to a dermatologist yesterday about my mystery ankles. Guess what? Not a mystery at all! I have like, peripheral edema in my legs, and that leads to stasis dermatitis which is what leads to my ankly issues. It’s easy, apparently, if you take a good look at it. I can’t believe after all this time it’s easy and that I might actually have hope to fix it. I have to smear some ointment on my legs at night, wrap with saran and wear big socks. for three weeks. sigh.

Then!

I went to an e/n/t doctor today. Very nice to me, looked in my ears, nose, and throat, and told me that my eustachian tube is blocked, and that my nasal cavity is inflamed. Since the stuff in my nose can’t drain through the tube properly, my nose is all pissed off, and all the stuff in my nose is keeping my ear from unblocking like it should. So I have some work to do there too, and hopefully I’ll be all fixed up soon.

I have read a TON of stuff in the last couple of days about my body. Sometimes I wonder how I even function normally, let alone with all this weird stuff going on. wow.

I’m sure I’ll elaborate in the future, but for now here you go.

Five things you don’t want to hear from someone emerging from a bathroom after 35 minutes

http://www.5ives.com/archives/003050.php

Do you have a snake and maybe a bunch of old towels?

Man. Should’ve checked that one for a heartbeat.

I used up all your matches.

You guys insured?

Wooo! The bitch is back!

not today. please. I’m asking you nicely, and though you don’t know
it, for your own good.

Fucking stop. Tomorrow I might be able to deal, but NOT today.

Thank you.

So I read websites href="http://www.themorningnews.org/archives/opinions/questions_frequently_asked_about_tivo_answered_by_someone_who_loves_tivo_too_much.php">like
this, oh doo dah dayyyyy….

If you are tired of all the chocolate and flowers and cards BS, how’s
this
for an alternative?

I suppose it’s only slightly less lame since there’s no reason to care
unless you’re a local or just homesick (arches an eyebrow at
mahobbes), but at least you aren’t obligated to do anything.

Except bitch about the assholes who live here. Which I do on a fairly
regular basis.

(:

PS: If you haven’t seen the logo for Gmail today, it’s
cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute. And if you haven’t seen it because you don’t have
Gmail, wtf is wrong with you? It’s easier to get a gmail invite than
it is to get an AOL disc these days! Get wtih it! (:

Happy Valentine’s day to you, even though you aren’t my Valentine.

I know you aren’t, because my Valentine doesn’t read my lj. (:

Remind me again why I even bother with Days Of Our Lives, or (the far
superior these days) Passions when I should just spend all my time in
Blogistan?

With stories
like this, I’m not even sure I need to keep watching Desperate
Housewives (but OMG did you see it last night and can you believe
where this is going and WHY was Mike there in the first place and who
was that guy and I wonder if Mrs. McCluskey’s son’s name is Dana don’t
you?)

Sorry. I have a serious DH post to make, apparently. (:

OK!

If you are not getting email from the company I work for, and it’s
been TWO WEEKS that you’ve been trying to get email from the company I
work for and you haven’t seen a single message, AND you transfer me to
your IT guy without saying anything to me about the transfer,

AND
your IT guy doesn’t understand what I mean when I say “server level mail filter”

AND
your IT guy demands I send him an email message

AND
when he checks for it his computer goes “You’ve got mail!”

Then clearly the problem is not on my end.

Thank you. That is all.

lj-security: friends

so like, Thursday night I got a text message to my phone, from ten random digits in a row @vtext.com. Well that’s odd, I said to myself. Then I said it to J.Ro. he thought so too. What an odd message, a subject of ‘Verso’ and that was the whole thing. So I dropped a dime on returning a “hi. who are you?” message to whoever that was. Sadly, there was no reply.

Today I got another one. Same area code, which happens to be Kansas City. Now, I don’t know anyone who would be in Kansas City on purpose, so I’m even more confused today when I get another message of just ‘Verso’. So I get the phone # out of the message and I call it. After three rings, the fateful word…

“Bueno?”

verso’s brain: AHHHHHHHHH!!!! hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!!!!!!!
versos’ mouth: hello?

“Bueno?”

verso’s brain: hee hee hee! now I don’t have a head either since it just exploded!!!
verso’s mouth: Who is this?

click.

I got hung up on! Now if you know me at all you’ll know why calling someone and getting ‘Bueno?’ as a reply is just hilarious. But that’s not even the good part of the story!

I must call Lippy!!!!!!

So I call Lippy and tell him the WHOLE story and we cackle about it. Then he says (to me, he says) “Can I call you later? I’m kinda havin some sex right now.”

V: Now!? Why didn’t you say something or at least let the stupid phone ring?
L: Well I’m not like, in the MIDDLE of it, I’m just getting ready to right now.
V: Well. This is weird, but tell rargirl hi
L: I will. I’ll call you later.
V: Love you bye
L: Love you bye

And this, my friend, is why Lippy and I are family.

And if I don’t go to bed soon I’ll just be zombie.

PS: Can any of you recommend a typing app to help my accuracy? MUST be Mac-ified and not help me learn to type, just learn to type better. Thanks!

well! I’m certainly up much later than last night. yay me! (:

I have added some new userpics. behold them. I even hacked em up myself!

I have also realized something in listening to people talk lately…it would seem that the more pissed you are about taking classes to fulfill humanities credits, the less human you appear to the rest of the world. It isn’t semantics or anything, I’m not trying to be clever. It just seems to work out like that.

one more quick post and bedtime for Banana. (:

this is what I get for going to bed about 11 last night.

it’s 9:30, and I have been up for almost two hours. bah!!!!!!

I don’t even have to be anywhere till noon! grrrrr!