On The Art of Not Posting
Posted by Kirk M on 03 Oct 2008 | Tagged as: Just Thinkin, Life as a veteran, Life at home
The art of not posting…it isn’t as easy as it you might think. You have no idea what I have to go through to keep myself from posting so I’ve decided to make a short list of these items to let other bloggers know what they have to do to keep from posting no matter how much they wish too.
- Severe nausea: This will stop you every single time but there’s a catch…it has to present 24 hours a day, every day, without exception and it has to get steadily worse as each week goes by. Kind of like having a bad case of the stomach flu forever. In my case, I should finally be getting surgery for this before the month of October is out and once the recovery period is past and gone, I’ll no longer have this excuse so I’ll have to think up another one.
- Medications: A lot of them. You have to be able to take at least ten to a dozen pills a day (repeats of some are allowed) to qualify for not posting. And you have to be oversensitive to any medication that isn’t Aspirin or Excedrin or the generic equivalents. Once again, in my case one of those is a minimum dosage (10 mg) of an anti-depressant which is used for chronic pain control and although it’s very effective in doing this there’s an inherent problem—anti-depressants make me depressed.
- Depression (see previous): Although artificially induced, I stand (sit, kneel, crawl) amazed on how badly depression really is. My god, how the hell do naturally depressed people manage to function at all? I mean the best things I could possibly think of was on the order of dark- moldy- rotten insects eating my brain, images of dead and rotting things unmentionable and bananas (okay, so I have this thing about bananas…I can’t stand bananas). I stopped taking the things…I feel much better now.
- Fighting off the cats: True enough as strange as it might seem. We recently rescued a small female and added her to our family of felines and she’s driving our 3 large males absolutely crazy. Being pounced upon by this little female creature from feline hell and the results thereof is nothing compared to the fact all three of them have been following her around waiting for her to…er…ripen, shall we say. Then they have to come crawl all over me making whimpering noises and staring at me with their wide eyes saying “Make it stop!!”. So far, they’ve only managed to destroy about 1/3 of all our possessions.
Update: Upon arriving home after minding the quilt shop for the day while Laurie was off doing her thing at one of the local farmer’s market, I found a message on the old answering machine left by the Boston VA (W. Roxbury facility). It seems I’ll be headed down to Boston for surgery on the 28th of this month…finally! Hopefully this should solve the first item on the above list and although I’ve been told that I’ll still have to take the medication that (somewhat) controls the massive over production of stomach acid, this operation should at least significantly cut back on the nausea I’ve been experiencing 24/7. I’m actually looking forward to it.
Rats…I seem to have posted. Have to stop that.
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on 04 Oct 2008 at 5:05 am 1.Grandad said …
Then there is the art of not commenting. I have finally cracked that one and can resist commenting on any site…
Why do you not want to post anyway?
on 04 Oct 2008 at 1:59 pm 2.Kirk M said …
Grandad,
Very glad you don’t resist too much when it comes to my humble digs.
Not post? Ah…I was also doing a bit of dabbling in the art of facetiousness at that point and perhaps the cats as well but feeling like the “morning after” all the time is the main reason for not posting (massively frustrating). As for the third reason; I quit the pain med 2 days ago and my mind should come back online next week sometime so that might help some until I have the surgery.
Besides…I’m too ornery to quit.
on 05 Oct 2008 at 7:19 pm 3.K8 said …
I don’t like bananas either. Speaking of cats, a fellow driver at work today blew in the following message today over the CB radio;
“Somebody just threw a cat at me just now in Wolfe Tone. Why would anyone do that?”
Nobody answered. We didn’t know.
on 05 Oct 2008 at 9:23 pm 4.Kirk M said …
Ah, a fellow banana hater, an elite club indeed.
And nope, in all my years (all 4 of them) of driving a cab around the Green Mountains of Vermont and beyond, I saw a lot of strange sh** but I never had a cat thrown at the cab…not once. I herded a sveral cows with the cab a couple of times along with the occasional flock of sheep. And I had the odd finger thrown on my general direction every now and then but never a cat. Perhaps the poor soul was a bit dyslexic and thought that was the proper way to rid themselves of a stray feline…by throwing the cat at a cab window instead of throwing the cat out a cab window?
Your fellow driver should consider himself privileged for the experience, he should. Tell him “Well done!” from me.
on 08 Oct 2008 at 12:17 am 5.Quickroute said …
Good luck with the surgery but they have wi-fi in many meat cuting shops aka hospitals these days so you could do a blog post as yer dopedup on the meds?
on 09 Oct 2008 at 9:15 pm 6.Kirk M said …
Quickroute,
I’m sure that would make for some fine posting. Unfortunately, the only thing I currently own computer-wise is my faithful old desktop and I believe I might have a hard time just carting the thing down to Boston in the first place, let alone setting up in the hospital bed.
However, if someone sends me one of their old laptops, I’ll be glad to oblige.