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Pharmacists Rap New Version of Decongestants – Yahoo! News
“Starting in late September, Sudafed and similar cold medications will only be available from behind pharmacy counters because their active ingredient can be used to make the street drug methamphetamine.
So, consumers may be tempted to try a new type of drug that will be easier to buy. But two pharmaceutical researchers contend there’s a big problem with the new nasal decongestants: They don’t work.”

Yeah, they are total crap.
I don’t know why anyone would waste their money on this shite.
I also dislike feeling like a criminal to keep my nose unstuffed and my itchiness at bay.

Such a morning yesterday.
I really really need to win the lotto.

At least the weather in my place has cooled down. It hasn’t been below 80 inside the house.
Last weekend as Tex and I were riding through Walnut Creek the thermometer said 118…I don’t think it was lying either.

I’m seriousy cranky today.
I probably shouldn’t quit my job in a fit of pique, should I?
(No really, this whole theory of mine of having one job in your life that you truly love is irritatingly true. I had mine. Now what?)

Jeebus, what a weird few weeks.
I yo-yo’d from scared out of my mind about the Bunny to monstrously in pain and itching (and not sleeping) to the depths of despair that I wouldn’t be able to ever sleep again or pet my cat (due to the fact that whatever was on my skin might be transmissable) or not obsessively wash anything I touched… to more recent calmer days after sleeping and being able to hold my seizure-less cat and be somewhat happy, if not still somewhat itchy.
Its quite a relief.
I set up another appointment with the doctors to see what the hell I’m itching for and am taking Sudafed a lot to keep things somwhat under control, but things are better.
I’m ready to have a good weekend of doing fun things and play at some crafty stuff. I still can’t go outside for fear of getting overheated and possibly kicking the itching up to unbearable levels, but I will survive without walking for a little while longer. I’ve gone 3 weeks without walking, and while I miss it, I’ve been distracted enough by the other stuff to keep from being stressed over that.
Mom was over the other day (2 good things came out of that: it made me clean and she got to see what I had done in the apartment in the last 2 years). We had a good day.
She only saw the mange after a week of serious cortico-steroids, but she still made appropriate sympathy noises and brought nice cheeses over. My momma knows me very well.
Anyhoo, things are perking up, I look forward to a quiet weekend and hopefully a truce with itching. (I don’t expect that I can get away with asking for it to be cured as Merc Rx is probably stirring the pot up as it is…)

when I see bits of my own bad, bad marriage in other people’s own badness…
(emphasis my own)

Hiromi_X:

My ex actually tried to make it sound like I was partly responsible for what happened. Like it was my responsiblity to identify and rectify his insanity. He read the Once were warriors post and offered to apologize, but I don’t know if he is taking full responsibility or not. I don’t know if I care.
He might be reading this for all I know; again, I don’t know if I care.

“Redneck-ness has got to be a disease.
You catch it on your fingers and it just crawls right up your sleeve”

BTW, a marked improvement on my current mange.
Its still REALLY icky-poo, but I don’t feel like a leper and I see an end in sight… And that’s good for my mental state.

1. Turn off the air conditioning.
2. Throw away the entire jug of NEW CREAM that I brought in to work yesterday… For those of you who don’t understand this line… It means I didn’t have coffee this morning on top of sleeping badly due to motherfucking contact dermatitis.
3. Tell me my great aunt died last night.

Oh the pity party is HUGE today.

hence, I am typing with one hand (not the other internet typing with one hand thing either).
I’m covered in some sort of steroid cream.
I called into the doctor’s this morning to see if they would take pity on me and see me soon, they did, and of course in fine fredlet fashion, my mind went bonkers with possible diagnoses (I watched the entire first season of House this last week, so I had lots of fodder.)
The verdict? Contact dermatitis.

If that’s what it really is, then I’ll bet I’m allergic to the vet’s office. If not, then I might go back to the leprosy theory so I can go to Hawaii to hang out at the leper colony there…or Louisiana and play with the armadillo’s.

I bought Massive Attack’s Mezzanine a few years ago and remember hating it…which is weird since I ADORE Portishead and trip-hop in general.
Who knows what weird neurons were mis-firing.
Recently I put it back on my iPod and gave it another listen and I’m sure I was on crack or something but I liked it this time.
I think that’s why I don’t get rid of cd’s. I tend to revisit things like this.
So, I’ve been a little stressed lately.
Bunny had a seizure last week and while it didn’t seem to hurt her (she didn’t cry out or anything and just looked unnsteady and a bit confused after the 30 second or so episode) it freaked me out.
My sleep has been wonky since then and waiting for the vet to get her blood test back is not something I am enjoying…I dread possible bad news.
I woke up with hives this morning. I know my body chemistry is all out of whack from stress. I know I didn’t sleep well last night because Bunny looked irritated with me and was in her closet hideaway (it was cooler than usual and she didn’t sleep on me…hence the indicator that I didn’t sleep well.)
Guh.
I did have a 4 day weekend (took the 3rd off) and managed to fall into a daily 3 hour coma.
Bunny enjoyed it but I didn’t get anything done aside from watching 3 DVD’s of House (the prompting for revisiting the Mezzanine album).
I have to keep telling myself that things run in cycles and that sometimes all the cycles run a bad patch all at once. Sigh.
I mailed a few people whom I haven’t gone to visit recently because I don’t want to leave Bunny alone much. I feel bad that I am neglecting them, but I’m kind of a basket case right now anyway. Not much fun for company.
On the other hand it isn’t all bad, my butt is finally showing the results of walking the 10+ miles a week during the afternoons.
Nice.
Its always good to see that what you work hard for isn’t useless effort.
I’m still tired but I’ll just wait it out and possibly drink cranberry juice to restore the whacked out body chemistry I have going on.
The body is a beaker, put the right chemicals in and you’ll get the right reactions.

could be any more perfect…

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