August 7, 2023
I started feeling a pain in my lower back. When I noticed it was only on one side, I worried. I had kidney stones once in my life and I vowed never to get them again. A pain in only one side of your lower back is how it begins. The pain gets worse and worse until you can’t get comfortable. When I first had it, I wanted to die. I know dehydration is one cause of the stones forming so I’ve been drinking water at five times my normal rate. If it’s too late, I’m going to kick my ass. I’m going to go to urgent care and get a shot first. Then, I’m going to commence with my ass whooping. I’ll keep you updated.
What else can I talk about while I’m in pain? Perhaps I could talk about trying to type thoughts while you’re being distracted by … something. Distractions come in many forms. Some people get distracted by things all the time. I am one of those people. My distraction level is set to high. Anything out of the ordinary can distract me. It is my superpower when I’m looking for problems, but it is my burden when I’m just trying to ignore problems. I’m out of water in my water bottle so I’m going to get more.
I’m back. Oh, man! Why did I say “back”? I got more water, urinated, and walked around and the pain is still there. It may be decreasing but I can’t tell. I’m not on the crying end of the pain scale, but I can still feel it. Sitting doesn’t help, walking around didn’t fix the problem, and shoving a needle into my back seems premature. Besides, I’m supposed to be talking about anything but my back pain. Random subjects are usually running through my head all the time. This is a different time when only one thought is slamming against my brain. It just keeps slamming repeatedly. It just won’t stop, but I will. I’ll talk to you later when I’m not so singularly focused. (Future note: The stone eventually passed, and I didn’t have to go to the emergency room. This was one problem I could drink myself out of.)
August 13, 2023
I was able to schedule a new Thoughts from Life entry to my blog. As I’ve said before, it’s the thing you’re reading right now. How many times do I have to go over this with you? I’m finally up to 2022 when I started writing regularly after not writing for years. Oh, Thoughts papers. How did I live without you? I had many incidents that you could have helped me deal with. At least you’re here now.
Our water is going to be off at home tomorrow from about 8:00 am to 5:00 pm. The water is usually back on well before the end time. Patti is home tomorrow, so she is preparing extra water around the house. I usually just worry about having enough water to drink. She suggested I shower tonight. I’ll have to see what I feel like when I get home. My regular thing is showering in the morning because it makes sense in most circumstances. Perhaps this is one of those irregular circumstances.
Patti just asked if I would ever want to go white river rafting. I thought she was kidding and asked if she was thinking of doing it. To my surprise, she said, “It might be fun.” I guess anything she claims to want to do shouldn’t surprise me. She pictures the fun from the outside. She doesn’t think about the equipment needed, physical exertion, and danger involved. The river is cold and unpleasant. Being in your 50s and 60s is not the time you want to try white river rafting. The river is white because the water is crashing between rocks. It’s not a sauna. When I see people getting into white river rafting accidents, I think about how stupid they were to have done it in the first place. Should you avoid doing things because they’re possibly dangerous? When you’re old, you should.
For some reason, I’ve been trying to recognize vehicle emblems. Actually, my dash cam videos are the reason. Knowing what vehicle I’m calling an idiot helps me lump them together with other idiots from the same vehicle driven by other idiots. I just looked up the Cadillac emblem. I had to describe it because it’s the one I always forget. Buick and Chrysler have stayed in my head recently. This was the one I see I can never remember. By writing about it, I’m hoping to make it stick in my memory. I’ve gotten to where I can name most of the regular vehicle emblems that I see. I can easily label these vehicles as A-holes, but I would like to call them out as the specific A-holes that they are. Expensive vehicles have universally rude drivers. To have an expensive vehicle, you must care about having an expensive vehicle. You are free to buy whatever vehicle you want. Your choice tells other vehicles what you value. Expensive vehicles do not value other people.
I’ll probably shower tonight.
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