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the most wonderful time?

We’ve “fallen back” and winter is slowly creeping up on us. Time for rosy cheeks (and noses), bulky sweaters, dry skin, numb extremities and cozy, knitted accessories. And, of course, Christmas. Every year it starts a little earlier. It is only the second week in November and it has already started to feel old. In the beginning there were a few Santas peeking out between the witches and skeletons, now that Halloween is over, it is a full-on assault of glitter and joy. By Thanksgiving we will be hearing Christmas music in our nightmares, and by mid-December we will be 10 lbs heavier and planning our New Years resolution to start going to the gym. Despite all of these things (and the fact that I’m a jew) I still can’t help getting sucked in to the whole spirit of things, I just wish it was a little less expensive, and a lot less fattening.

the morning after

Last night the Philadelphia Phillies won the World Series for the first time in 28 years! I won’t give away my age by saying how old/young I was in 1980, but let’s just say that I was not old enough to fully appreciate what an accomplishment it was. Seeing your home team win something that major for the first time in your adult life is a pretty amazing feeling, and I can understand why the city went temporarily insane last night. What I don’t understand is how that dizzy happiness and collective joy turned into destroying public property and looting. I have never in my life been so happy that it made me want to break things. Angry yes, happy not so much. This morning parts of the city look like they have been through a war, and people are in the hospital. It’s almost as if we are so used to losing, we actually cannot handle the feeling of winning. The only way we can express a newly found emotion of this magnitude is to literally tear apart the city that we claim to love.

doing the unthinkable

This morning I did something that I did not believe that I was capable of - I forgot to eat. I used to hear that phrase fall from other people’s lips and I would marvel at the concept. How could someone forget to eat? Then this morning it happened, as it has been quite a bit lately actually. I took my breakfast to work, it was sitting right next to me, and somehow the thought of putting it in my mouth never occurred to me. In fact, I didn’t even think of food until someone mentioned lunch and I realized how late it had gotten. That is so not like me. For a good portion of my life I have obsessed about the eating or not eating of food, and suddenly I’m forgetting it completely. It isn’t terribly healthy, but I find it fascinating.

Have you ever had a day when you just feel “off”? Kinda sick, but not really sick. The feeling of a general sense of crappyness throughout the body with no discernible origin. An overall feeling of ickyness. What are you supposed to do on these days? While, in theory, you are not to sick to work, the ick is very distracting and tends to make the day fairly unproductive. Do you soldier through? Is it better to just call it a day and hope for a better tomorrow? Do you merely spend a strangely large amount of time asking questions that no one will actually answer? Apparently today, the answer to that last question is a resounding “yes”, while the rest of the questions will likely remain unanswered.

It’s funny how time starts to run away from you in the summer. The days get longer and hotter and all of a sudden months have passed and you’re not quite sure what you’ve been doing. Maybe it’s because this has been a particularly busy summer so far, but I’m really not sure how I got to mid-July without noticing. It is also fairly hard to believe that six months ago I was suddenly and mysteriously knocked flat on my ass by my own damn head. I still don’t have any kind of an answer, or any way to prevent it from happening again. It seems like so long ago, but really it wasn’t. Interesting how easy it is to distance yourself from something negative that pretty much ruled your life, while at the same time holding positive moments close enough to feel like they happened yesterday.

just a small break

So I just got back from a week of vacation in the hot, dry southwest and despite having been a bit sick for the first few days, it was lovely. Not only was I on my very first vacation of the year (which is enough to make it a great one), but I was also headache free for the last half of it. I can’t say whether it was the climate, the lack of stress of the fact that I was not on the computer once the entire trip, but for the first time in a while I felt absolutely no badness coming from the skull region. I honestly wish I knew which of those things made the big difference, although if it was the being away from the computer part there is pretty much nothing I could do about that. Now that I’m back, so is the noggin pain, but it was nice to get a break, even though it didn’t last all that long.

the big hurt

So there I was, going about my day, doing my work, when all of a sudden I get smacked with a killer migraine, a tsunami after weeks of blissfully calm water. What the hell?! It was so bad that no meds could touch it, so bad that it made me cry. Then I woke up this morning and it was still there. Seriously? The only reason I dragged my sorry, hurting, whiny ass to work today was that I had an acupuncture appointment, and thank god I did. After a quick treatment I was actually feeling better. It was amazing. It helped me get through a few more hours in a dealable amount of pain. It didn’t last (sadly), but it certainly helped, and really, considering how I was feeling, that was all I needed. 

trust no one

Today at the acupuncturist I was treated for distrust. Not with distrust, for distrust. I guess I’m not exactly the most trusting person in the world - not that I’m paranoid, conspiracy theorist distrustful, but it takes some time and you have to earn it - so it’s not like it was completely off the wall, but it did make me think a little. If the headaches are stemming from some energy blockage caused by my distrust, I will be pretty damn upset with myself, and pretty screwed. If the acupuncture can power its way through and clear the passages, awesome. But there is pretty much no way I’ll be able to completely lose my distrust at this age (old dog, new tricks, you know the drill). I have to say, I did feel quite a bit going on during the session today, not sure what it means, but it’s something. I still don’t trust people, but I live in the city so it’s more like a security system than a personality defect (at least that’s what I’ll keep telling myself)…

Today I am tired, painfully tired, so tired that my eyes actually sting from being open and exposed to air. I blame my company for deciding to hold an 8am, off-site, all staff meeting and forcing me out of bed before 7am. This is not an area of time that I enjoy seeing for any reason, most especially not to go to a crappy hotel meeting room to eat almost edible food and listen to people talk about themselves. This is all sort of besides the point I guess. The point really is that I do not feel at all well from this forced early rising, and I cannot imagine that it is terribly productive. If you have to have a long, excruciating meeting that is only partially during work hours, have it at the end of the day, with booze. At least then it doesn’t trash my productivity for an entire day, and it actually gives me something to look forward to.

I have now gone weeks without medication (although I have been going to acupuncture) and I have only had a few small migraines. This is something to be very happy about, and I am. But I can’t help but wonder what the hell happened in January. Seriously, I went through a nightmare that came out of nowhere, and as randomly as it started, it stopped. I’m not upset that it seems to be over (for now), but it’s a little disturbing that I have no idea why it started, or if it will happen again. Not knowing the initial cause makes it damn near impossible for me to try to avoid a repeat performance, and that its what I’d like to do more than almost anything in this world. 

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