Friday Thoughts

Posted By on May 18, 2007 at 4:56 pm

I haven’t been out to see a movie in months, not since last August. I can’t really go now, until my condition improves, which is a shame — there appear to be a number of big-screen-viewing-worthy flicks this year.
I’ve never been a fan of the franchise, but check this out. Awesome, indeed.



Jerry Falwell died, and his detractors on the Left went insane with glee. Had the situation been reversed, I don’t think we’d have seen anything like glee from Rev. Falwell. Regret would seem more likely.
And that’s the problem with the Left. (Well, one of the problems….) They cannot or will not make the distinction present in the motto “hate the sin, love the sinner.”
To those on the Left, hate is to be directed at their opponents personally, rather than to their opponents’ positions or behavior. And then they have the audacity to call those of us on the Right “mean-spirited” and “hate-filled.”



Amnesty? No thanks. I’m with Bob at Confederate Yankee… though I’ll hold my re-registration until after any voting.

Fatigue

Posted By on May 14, 2007 at 10:19 pm

I’m tired. Tired of waiting, that is. The news, when it comes, isn’t going to be good, but that’s neither here nor there. I just want to know, so we can get started on a treatment.
I had my third MRI a week ago, and it is, per the latest report from my neurologist, still in the hands of the radiologist. My neurologist hasn’t even received it yet.
Henceforth, I hereby call “BS” on any TV medical show in which the heroic doctors get MRI results during the same episode in which the MRI is ordered.
Doctors watching the MRI images resolving on their screens in realtime will duly be noted with peals of laughter.
Sorry, House.



In the meantime, my condition is slowly worsening. My legs, for instance, are getting progressively weaker. I tire easily; I have to budget my trips around the house and up and down the stairs. Hauling a load of laundry up the stairs is almost more than I can manage… almost. I’ll keep schlepping along.
I wonder how hard it would be to get a dumbwaiter installed? (Apparently we can still call them “dumbwaiters” instead of “verbally-challenged waitrons.”) Having one would be rather handy… and would be rather cool, in a “retro” sort of way.
I can still control my feet, but that control also is declining. Safety is about to become an issue now, so today I made what I believe will be my last self-driven trip to the grocery store. Fortunately, they deliver.



Note the “Health” category under which this post is filed; my previous posts have been put there, as well. If you’re new here and have no idea what I’m talking about, the posts are in reverse chronological order.