September 4, 2003

The Mayor of Cybertown decided to call a freeform talk at her home. So about 2 dozen of us, mostly from Inner Realms, came by to chew the fat and slip questions in on occasion. There are lucrative career plans on the horizon, where one may decorate a designer home and sell it furnished. For someone like me who is known for making homes look lived in, it's quite some prospect. I can also see creators making exclusive runs of furniture sets so as to offer them in homes they've decorated. Well, I just want to be able to buy all of 'Star's homes and switch them off when I feel like it. And keep them furnished? MMMMM!

Jerk was there. Don't recall if I mentioned that he's since descended to a useless vanity title. The new Colony Leader of Sci Fi and his ladyfriend kept wooing me to return while my Neighborhood Leader hovered nearby with a Whiffle bat in case they tried anything. Hehehe it was all in good fun, and none of the 14 year old snerts showed up to badger or annoy anyone.

DD 12:48pm EST on Thursday, Sep 4, 2003

Wednesday was NOT good. I woke up from a night which included one of those calf spasms and my entire hip and leg were in sciaticca pain and the hip joint very uncooperative. I stayed home and took painkillers and slowly exercised in intervals and was better able to walk. By 2:30 I was out the door to the podiatrist for Week 3. At least SOMETHING is going well; he decided not to splint my toes together. I used a bag to get to the bus and from the bus home.

Today my supervisor was very sympathetic. I can walk better today but the joint problem persists. Oh boy.

DD 12:42pm EST on Thursday, Sep 4, 2003

September 2, 2003

To say that Jerry Lewis looked like shit was an understatement. That wasn't fat ringing around his jawline, it was major bloatation. And he squirmed like he was in pain. Jeez even Ed McMahon looked better.

It would have been poetic of him to buy the farm during a telecast. Scary as it sounds, it looked like he could have. Did he actually stay awake for the 21 hours? Someone better appoint a successor over there...

DD 2:06pm EST on Tuesday, Sep 2, 2003

I've been lucky thus far. Almost half the term of this foot fracture without rain save that convention day two weeks back.

I've learned that common plastic bags from the grocery store aren't very effective. I have to put two on. Since I worked Labor Day, that was a learning experience, when the bottom of the bag I wore to work didn't exist a block from the office. I see today taking 5 bags: two in the morning, one to rush to the corner for lunch, and 2 to get home. If it rains tomorrow, it'll be a 7 bag night going to the podiatrist!

In other news: Dad contested and won when the notoriously sucky HIP tried to throw Mom out of the institution to save money (Dad: I told you about HIP! That's their rep - they act like they don't give a shit about treatment beyond a quick prescription or a bandaid.) and now the Doctors make the call. They crack me up. "Oh she has Dementia. She's delirious. There's nothing we can do." Hello? Mom was delirious without medication even thirty years ago. Medication has maintained her. In the fall she suddenly lost use of her body from the waist down from something called Haldol. It took two months and her lack of will to resume walking with a cane, and with it the disappearance of incontinence which had set on over the years. The news that Haldol was being reintroduced last week caused Dad to make another ultimatum to the hospital. I told Dad in no uncertain terms if incontinence recurs, he MUST take that as an early side effect of the drug and decide accordingly. Of course to make things interesting, mom slipped Sunday evening and is now with a 24 hour aide in the adjoining hospital with stitches in her head.

DD 1:11pm EST on Tuesday, Sep 2, 2003