Disclaimer - important: the #Blotto tag is to advise the article will contain in-your-face information about cancer. There's nothing to deliberately shock or repel but it may be difficult or painful terrain to navigate and no-one will fault you for splitting.
Zen Yogi: what's that with #BurmaShave?
Probably in the 40s, definitely in the 50s, and well into the 60s, there were signs along the sides of the two-lane highways (i.e. most of them before Interstate highways with Eisenhower and long after that). Each sign would present a pithy statement which would culminate on the second-to-last then ending with Burma Shave. Kids loved them since they were so much cooler than playing the Alphabet Game in spotting letters wherever the kids could along the way.
There's a little fo' real Americana and you're welcome. Yes, this is what kids in cars did without cellphones.
The morphine situation is generally tolerable insofar as it is not hopelessly nauseating me but it takes more to wipe out pain. It has never knocked it out altogether so I'm increasing the dose slowly and deliberately. I know it won't ever take it all away but the purpose is to make it manageable without turning me into a cabbage.
The morphine does have effect beyond pain relief since I seem to be more or less on a two-hour sleep/wake cycle but that only chalks up to irritation over lost productivity.
The appetite situation is not too good since practically all food is repellent. I don't have any good explanation for that since it's been degrading for quite some time and from long before any morphine. They key point is this is not a fast-boiling situation and I will talk to Miss Kersa about it as soon as possible. Actually I will talk to Miss Rita first since she is Miss Kersa's nurse.
Zen Yogi: what's this with getting Texas with Miss Rita and Miss Kersa?
It's not seemly to me to refer to them by their first names. They're exceptionally special people.
Miss Kersa did say I am an unforgettable character and that was highly cool because ...
Zen Yogi: it's a public service you offer?
That's right, Yogi.
There's some potential there's more than one thing wrong in that lung since there may be URI causing the congestion while cancer wreaks its own havoc. URI is a terror word in the military since it's so infectious it will shoot through a barracks faster than the latest lads mag. Samples collected over some days will be delivered to VA forthwith since the Pulmonary doctor wants those lab results. If she has some magic to knock out URI, that will consequently reduce pain so it's definitely worth the hassle.
I've also become the Rockhouse Counselor of Love. Sure, and let that sink in for just a minute.
She: it was like a fairy had swept through and fixed all this so thank you
RCoL: tell him just like that. Those are your Words of Truth since I just heard them spill from your lips. Do that just like you told me.
She did and she felt much better after.
Zen Yogi: I thought you were joshing me, Silas
Nope, I really wasn't.
Zen Yogi: I thought you love her, Silas?
I do but love isn't possession and I'm pleased to help her now.
Zen Yogi: it sure has been a long, strange ...
Uh, uh, uh, hold it right there, Deadhead, since you need to read the sign.
No Covers of Stairway to Heaven and No-One Says It's Been a Long, Strange Trip
Zen Yogi: I just forgot and I have no idea how to play "Stairway to Heaven" anyway
No worries, mate.
There is almost total isolation by choice and by necessity since the situation is much like after getting out of the Army and realizing people didn't have even a tiny idea of what had happened. Cadillac Man might say it wasn't in their frames of reference and it's accurate but it was in mine and that was impossible to grok.
It's the same now since getting pegged as a Dead Man Walking creates another frame of reference which is almost unapproachable to anyone who isn't in it too or at least near it.
I'm acutely concerned about crying wolf since that will start a panic and no-one wants that. For the moment everything is cooler than maybe I can describe but part of the purpose is to describe that insofar as how can it possibly be cool.
Zen Yogi: no gore?
Negatory on anything gory and I've specifically held back on that throughout the time with Yevette as well. I may pop off a selfie to show the situation doesn't manifest in such a gruesome way as you may imagine. The trouble with selfies is looking at them but it may have some value to comfort, actually.
Zen Yogi: you can't be that messed up when you don't look that sick?
Sure and maybe that is helpful to reduce panic, etc.
Zen Yogi: what panic?
With Tinkerbell mostly since it can easily seem like there's need for a headlong dash to get here in time but it isn't like that. I'm mindful of the need to advise when it starts seeming like that but see above about crying wolf.
Zen Yogi: the situation really is surprising cool?
It's true, mate. The parts which suck are obvious and don't need repetition or amplification but the parts that don't are more than likely almost unknown to people.
Zen Yogi: what's that with #BurmaShave?
Probably in the 40s, definitely in the 50s, and well into the 60s, there were signs along the sides of the two-lane highways (i.e. most of them before Interstate highways with Eisenhower and long after that). Each sign would present a pithy statement which would culminate on the second-to-last then ending with Burma Shave. Kids loved them since they were so much cooler than playing the Alphabet Game in spotting letters wherever the kids could along the way.
There's a little fo' real Americana and you're welcome. Yes, this is what kids in cars did without cellphones.
The morphine situation is generally tolerable insofar as it is not hopelessly nauseating me but it takes more to wipe out pain. It has never knocked it out altogether so I'm increasing the dose slowly and deliberately. I know it won't ever take it all away but the purpose is to make it manageable without turning me into a cabbage.
The morphine does have effect beyond pain relief since I seem to be more or less on a two-hour sleep/wake cycle but that only chalks up to irritation over lost productivity.
The appetite situation is not too good since practically all food is repellent. I don't have any good explanation for that since it's been degrading for quite some time and from long before any morphine. They key point is this is not a fast-boiling situation and I will talk to Miss Kersa about it as soon as possible. Actually I will talk to Miss Rita first since she is Miss Kersa's nurse.
Zen Yogi: what's this with getting Texas with Miss Rita and Miss Kersa?
It's not seemly to me to refer to them by their first names. They're exceptionally special people.
Miss Kersa did say I am an unforgettable character and that was highly cool because ...
Zen Yogi: it's a public service you offer?
That's right, Yogi.
There's some potential there's more than one thing wrong in that lung since there may be URI causing the congestion while cancer wreaks its own havoc. URI is a terror word in the military since it's so infectious it will shoot through a barracks faster than the latest lads mag. Samples collected over some days will be delivered to VA forthwith since the Pulmonary doctor wants those lab results. If she has some magic to knock out URI, that will consequently reduce pain so it's definitely worth the hassle.
I've also become the Rockhouse Counselor of Love. Sure, and let that sink in for just a minute.
She: it was like a fairy had swept through and fixed all this so thank you
RCoL: tell him just like that. Those are your Words of Truth since I just heard them spill from your lips. Do that just like you told me.
She did and she felt much better after.
Zen Yogi: I thought you were joshing me, Silas
Nope, I really wasn't.
Zen Yogi: I thought you love her, Silas?
I do but love isn't possession and I'm pleased to help her now.
Zen Yogi: it sure has been a long, strange ...
Uh, uh, uh, hold it right there, Deadhead, since you need to read the sign.
No Covers of Stairway to Heaven and No-One Says It's Been a Long, Strange Trip
Zen Yogi: I just forgot and I have no idea how to play "Stairway to Heaven" anyway
No worries, mate.
There is almost total isolation by choice and by necessity since the situation is much like after getting out of the Army and realizing people didn't have even a tiny idea of what had happened. Cadillac Man might say it wasn't in their frames of reference and it's accurate but it was in mine and that was impossible to grok.
It's the same now since getting pegged as a Dead Man Walking creates another frame of reference which is almost unapproachable to anyone who isn't in it too or at least near it.
I'm acutely concerned about crying wolf since that will start a panic and no-one wants that. For the moment everything is cooler than maybe I can describe but part of the purpose is to describe that insofar as how can it possibly be cool.
Zen Yogi: no gore?
Negatory on anything gory and I've specifically held back on that throughout the time with Yevette as well. I may pop off a selfie to show the situation doesn't manifest in such a gruesome way as you may imagine. The trouble with selfies is looking at them but it may have some value to comfort, actually.
Zen Yogi: you can't be that messed up when you don't look that sick?
Sure and maybe that is helpful to reduce panic, etc.
Zen Yogi: what panic?
With Tinkerbell mostly since it can easily seem like there's need for a headlong dash to get here in time but it isn't like that. I'm mindful of the need to advise when it starts seeming like that but see above about crying wolf.
Zen Yogi: the situation really is surprising cool?
It's true, mate. The parts which suck are obvious and don't need repetition or amplification but the parts that don't are more than likely almost unknown to people.
