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2004-03-01 - 4:20 a.m.

leap what?...


how did you spend your extra day?...

it is predictable (for me, at least) that extreme changes and/or great pain stimulates memories of other extreme changes and/or great pains... this weekend was no exception... as I briefly mentioned in previous entries, this was a busy weekend...

now, for the recap (this may require a grumbling warning)...

ok, first off it appears that I survived the latest trick my kidneys played on me and as I open my eyes I find myself in a maze of boxes and bins and furniture parts and the unpacking part of the move is ahead... apparently it was left for me to do as most of the stuff in this place is mine... actually, that is quite amazing, considering that just three years ago I had nothing but car and laptop again (the Cruella incident that made 2001 quite the space oddysey to avoid) and come to think of it, it was about that time the last time this body conjured up a stone for it's amusement or whatever... of course this could just be a selfish perspective on my part, though come to think of it, waiting until the last minute appears to be part of my roommies personality as he (and now they) fall into that category of people who can actually procrastinate and enhance apathy and ambivalence more than I do... especially about cleaning up the place, but we already know this...

anyway, now to recant the scintilating saga of Bloody Fred... the combination of eating too much food that I seldom eat (eating the normal diet of other people has never been good for me) and excessive exercise (moving too much stuff in too little time) and not drinking enough water (rushing through the move I only slurped a gallon and a half or so) and chill in the air and maybe more stress than I noticed woke the stone monster and wasn't that a fun twenty four hours... actually, I was very lucky as the rock and gravel passed in about twelve hours (shortest duration yet of the four major stones I've come to know and love in this life) without medication or medical assistance... this one is reddish and gravelly... I think I'll call it Fire... the first two might be in the storage facility up north... they were named Mary Jane Pain and Whole Lotta Crap, respectively (amongst other pet names) and the last one was actually tossed in the trash (I think) in a fit of frustration over lingering self-pity and (we come full circle) baggage from 2001... it really never had a full name, it may have been called Little Orphan Odyssey, or Loo for short...

I shall now attempt to record the story of the most recent addition to my medical history, given that this body must have decided I had nothing better to do on a leap day, being it is an extra day and all... I think it should be a paid holiday, personally, but then, I think the same thing about Groundhog's Day, the day the circus comes to town, Aunt Millie's birthday, Mondays and Fridays...

if I ruled the world (song cue)...

so I got off work at about 8AM Friday, spent three hours on the phone with the respective utility companies changing the addresses and assorted sundries that are required when moving... picked up the keys to the new apartment at the office... played exterminator at the new apartment... went to lunch with Rasputin (Longhorn, where else... tried his favorite, the Ribeye.. not bad for cow meat)... and spicy chicken appetizers... a lot of food... half the steak came home and remains in the freezer)... I paid with my card since neither of us had cash... and then it was home again to continue packing... I've decided that unless there is the mystical cloud of love and romance or strong drugs, moving is too much work to be fun...

went to sleep sometime Friday evening and woke about 5AM Saturday morning... Rasputin and I went to buy some stuff for the new place and then to breakfast, the Waffle House... I ate for three, foolishly... I rarely (every couple or few of months, if that often) eat normal American breakfast food... cheese/mushroom omelete, cheese/onions hash browns, pecan waffles, bacon, chocolate milk (the stone obviously was fed well)... the food felt good at the time... then we picked up the truck and started loading (Rasputin started packing and preparing for the move)... I paid again since Waffle house did not take cards and I was driving and had to drive to an ATM to get cash...

since the truck had to be back by 3PM, it was mad rush to load and unload... down a flight of steps and up a flight of steps... Rasputin did great for a guy with a very bad back (chronically pinched nerve... his chiropractor is will probably up his visits from two a week to three or four a week for a while after this)... but there was too much to move for just us in the period of time (especially since so little preparation was done) so much over-exertion was applied... some guy from where Raspy works came over halfwqay through to help, but his forte appeared to be taking coffee breaks... Precious stood around a lot waiting to be told what to do... from an intellectual viewpoint it is interesting to observe the subtle techniques people employ avoid work... from the sweaty worker viewpoint it can be quite frustrating... anyway, we did what we could in the time we had and then returned the truck and went to dinner... a red chili burrito from a new place that's name reminds me of the first officer on ST:Voyager... they had free coupons for the place, so I paid for mine and drinks...

I decided to note payment arrangements cuz I kind of felt I was paying more than my share lately... I paid rent and deposit on the new place... the transfer phone and electric fees... all the utilities for since Raspy moved in, including the DSL equiptment and installation (and I don't use the DSL)... to balance it, he paid my half of the rent for the first four months... but then, he owed me $1500 which was a little less than my half of the first four months... it is probably time to do a little accounting work around the house... we're family, Raspy and I, so it's not as if we're overly concerned with who pays for what, but since he brings home about twice what I bring home these days and with his daughter here our expenses have gone up, it's fair for him to pay for her and the extra moving expenses for the larger place since I did not need a three bedroom luxury apartment and expences have jumped considerably... this paragraph is obviously my way of reminding myself to have that financial management talk with myself and the bills and Raspy one day soon...

after a long eighteen hour move day, sleep finally came late Saturday evening only to be interrupted a couple of hours later as I woke pregnant with Bloody Fred Fire, the latest member of my kidney stone family... not enough sleep, body exhausted, but Fred was a pain that would not let sleep happen... I forced water and laid in a hot bathtub... kidneys have a big hand in controlling body temperature and so mine was all out of whack... I was shivering whenever I was not in the hot water... hours of agony passed until Raspy woke about 7AM... we went over to the old apartment to finish the move and clean the place... I pakced up the last of my odds and ends and the secondary sysmptoms of passing a stone started... the body was reacting to the backed up poisons in the kidney, the water I was forcing would not stay down... so between dry heaves, I finished packing up the last of my stuff and started cleaning the bathroom... I think it was about 9AM, after curling up in a corner for about ten minutes, that I decided it was time for another hot bath as that was the only pain relief that works and told Raspy I'd be back to help finish if I didn't die...

I nodded off in the tub a couple of times, crawled to the bed, and called the doctor, highlighting the evil sense of humor this body has... ever try to get a doctor on a Sunday morning?... at about 10AM the answering service took my info and about forty minutes later the nurse called taking more info and she said everything would be faxed to the doctor... she urged me to go to the emergency room... as if I didn't know that was my last resort... all I really wanted to hear from the doctor was what sort of pain pill she she'd recommed and how much was safe to take before reaching for the shotgun... the nurse suggested Tylenol... alas, I need a better relationship with a good professional medical person... like someone who can sign a script for demerol IV in a pinch... so the medical profession, as usual, was no help... I've found they (I should say we) are seldom any real help unless we are face to face and getting paid for services rendered... it's probably more of an insurance thing than a desensitization thing, but adequate compassion and healthy personalization and familiarity is often lacking in the profession... I called work to let them know I wouldn't be in and closed my eyes, wishing for an end to the ordeal and dreaming of painless sleep...

sometimes wishes do come true... I woke every once in a short while noticing numbness, but no great pain... sometime later I woke and bodily fluids flowed... rather bloody and thick, but it felt wonderful anyway once the jagged llittle pill passed through tubes not exactly made for jagged little pills... more scar tissue to aid in the next blockage, but wonderful news... I lived... and no need to drive an hour plus to the emergency room (where I get 100% compensation from insurance, as opposed to nearby ERs where I get only 80% compensation)... I went back to bed and as the proverbial saying goes, slept like the dead...

anyway, I woke to Rasputin moved the last few of my things over here after I boxed them up and he and Precious cleaned up the old apartment and hopefully all is done there as he turned in all of our keys... and now, the work starts here, or will soon I hope... today I hope to put away everything that is technically mine (all the kitchen stuff, the food except for their Pepsi and Diet Pepsi, and most of the assorted sundries)... I'll work on motivating Raspy to help with the rest this week... one great bit of news is that he agrees that we need to reduce clutter...

Precious just woke to get ready for school and is staring at me, as usual, the way kids do that for attention... she comes to sit in the living room with her radio waiting for the weather and watches me type... I ask how long she has before the bus, knowing she has about forty minutes, and she says she about forty five minutes... she goes looking for breakfast, uncertain where her dad put her cereal... I point it out...

at this moment it would behoove me to ride over to the driver's license office to correct the mistake the courts made since they did not make the proper notifications to the state when I paid my ticket in January and the state will suspend my license on the 4th if they do not get a certain piece of paper from the court telling them I paid my ticket... the court mailed me the paper when they realized their mistake, but that still means I must wait in line for hours at the DL office... the hold up is not being sure the office is open on Mondays... I know the cloest offices are not... I am not sure about the offices thirty or more minutes away... guess I have to call information to find out... standing and wobbling for a moment I decide it will wait until tomorrow or the next day... rest is good... and so, another weekend comes to a close and another day begins here at casa de candoor and company...

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