The Run

[railenthe]

12:28 PM.  As luck would have it my sinuses continue to act stupid.  They're even still doing that poppy-fizzy thing; while there is some improvement, that should never happen.

 

And the knee—oh, this damn knee!  While that is what I am off to better manage, the sinuses are stealing the show.

 

Time to hop a bus.

3:54 PM.  After much poking, prodding, and doctor tools I find out a few things:

 

① I'm going to have to see a specialist about the knee.  The fact that it's still sore is less unusual than the fact that the pain is in only the front of the leg.  Apparently that's not normal.

 

② When I cut my finger I severed a few nerves.  I can expect feeling in it again in about another four months—the violent itch under the skin is nerve re-growth.

 

③ The alarming frequency of sinus infections I get now necessitates daily saline in something called a neti pot.  Apparently they're so messed up that my sinuses simply don't have a defense system—that fizzing sensation was the sign.

 

④ Despite the gym habit I've picked up, my leg still shows evidence of wasting.  I find this alarming.

 

⑤ All this crap making me feel lousy is not all in my head.  (Just the sinuses, which are, in fact, part of my head.)

 

And now, time for my triumphant (?) return home.

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Comments

The DDR announcer already taunts my clumsy feet. I don't need one calling me "FAAAATSO"

[railenthe.livejournal.com]

I weigh 140 LB and am 5' tall. Knowing what you know about my workout you know it's almost all muscle and bewbs but that won't stop the announcer from taunting me. I can't do yoga. I don't have the balance.

…paradoxically that would probably help my balance…
The best insult I'd probably be able to come up with on the spot would be "YOUR FACE!"

I normally eat very, very healthily, but…you know how there's just some days where you want a giant bowl of hot salty fresh chips drowning in cheese (or fries, depending on whether I have big potatoes that I can julienne or little fingerling potatoes that work better in coin-slices), and a big huge GREASY beast of a hamburger loaded down with cheese and bacon and grilled onions? I have at least two of those days in a week.

It's maddening! I don't notice it unless I actively use the hand...which means any time I pick up something, or type something, or adjust something, or the temperature changes. I'll figure something out!

INSURE THAT THING! DO EET

Or...you know, I'm nuts.