Posted By Russ Emerson on December 22, 2008 at 7:14 pm
… an ingrate.
Many many thanks to loyal reader MJ, who, having read about my dilemma last week, sprung into action and shipped me six packs of Starbucks ground coffee. It was a complete and much welcome surprise.
I figure that’ll get me through the end of the year.
I have the Best. Readers. Ever.
I didn’t mention it yesterday, but when I took that bit of a fall in the wee hours of Saturday morning, in the process I kicked a door jamb and broke my little toe. That took some real brains.
Russ, just Russ…
soooooper genius.
At least my hands and arms remain undamaged and fully functional. Getting around the house is just a bit more difficult, but fortunately I am already accustomed to moving like a 90-year-old. The toe doesn’t actually hurt a whole lot, but it has turned quite a lovely variety of colors.
While on the subject of heath matters: I spoke with one of the staff at my neurologist’s office today about scheduling the MRI and plasmapheresis they want me to do. They want me to have the MRI first — why, I don’t know — but because of the shunt in my head, the Duke neurosurgeon or one of his residents has to be on hand to magnetically re-key the shunt settings, so the scheduling depends on them.
To be honest, I don’t know why I don’t have some sort of MedicAlert bracelet or wallet card with the shunt settings listed, just in case. I should probably check into that.
I’ll probably go with the wallet card. I haven’t regularly worn “jewelry” of any kind since I took off my dogtags in 1992.
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Posted By Russ Emerson on December 21, 2008 at 1:54 pm
It’s been a busy week, hence the light-to-nonexistant posting. If I were any good, I’d be hammering away at the keyboard like Mike (and pals) at Cold Fury.
Work has been insanely busy. Customers who ought not to be fiddling with their networks during the Christmas retail rush have been breaking things. This puts them in direct contention for my time with customers who don’t have to worry about retail sales, who plan on using the holiday season to break things.
Plus, it’s time for the annual performance review. That would be going a lot quicker if the “goals” in my review weren’t phoney-baloney boilerplate that doesn’t apply to what I do. I guess I should just write some phoney-baloney boilerplate “accomplishments” to match… but that’s a good deal more difficult than you might expect.
I took a fall during the wee hours Friday night/Saturday morning; it hasn’t helped. I did something painful to my right leg (the good one) that’s somewhat distracting. At least I didn’t hurt my hands/wrists/arms in any way; I depend on them rather a lot.
I’m noticing a decline in my walking ability. I’m shakier on my feet than I’ve been in a while, and despite the nearly year-long regimen of physical therapy, there’s weakness now I haven’t had in maybe six months. I’m hoping the medicos get me in for that previously mentioned plasmapheresis treatment pretty soon… while I can still drive.
On the plus side, I got a package on Friday, full of wrapped boxes from the relatives in California. Nice. I’ll resist temptation, and hold off opening any of them. The peanut butter fudge my mom made should hold me over until Thursday. Or at least until 4pm today.
Mom deserves her own show on the Food Network solely on the basis of her peanut butter fudge, that’s how good it is.
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