Disclaimer: #Blotto is the keyword for in-your-face news about my lung cancer but it's delivered with no intention to shock or hurt. This type of information is inherently painful so there's no shame in bailing out now.
Zen Yogi: what does it mean with One Up for Two Down?
There's about an hour of functional time and two lying down. That's a drag for productivity but it's not otherwise since dizziness, etc has no effect when I'm asleep and little if I'm lying down. One thing which may be surprising is to hear the ganja doesn't cause the dizziness.
Zen Yogi: how do you know that?
I haven't smoked any since about the early to middle part of last evening. Some effect would remain after that time but not much.
Zen Yogi: did you run out of it?
Nope but I needed to know. If that has been making the situation worse, it has to go. It does seem to be vindicated but I'm still somewhat mistrustful. We shall see.
Morphine use is around 30 mg per day now but it's still not enough. That's not surprising since the update from Yevette revealed it will take 60 mg or more before it's realistic to expect any benefit from it. That level of use was not blowing out any cognitive ability in her so that needs to happen as quickly as possible but the trouble is nausea and most likely anyone can tolerate pain better than that.
The consequence of nausea is predictable so there's no need to throw that at anyone. There's some evidence ganja can ameliorate nausea but that's typically presented in reference to help with chemo. I assume it's probably safe to say it's true for any type of nausea but experimentation isn't such a big hit in the Rockhouse just now.
Zen Yogi: you put it away altogether?
Nope since there's been a big ol' nasty spliff rolled from late last night and it just sits there.
Facebook is difficult since it's incredibly time-consuming. Out here in the real world, I can whip up a #Blotto and all the Regulars can read it or not as you wish. That sort of thing typically gets individualized on Facebook so the time needed goes way up. Facebookers won't generally leave that insular world so the only option is a site visit.
Zen Yogi: you hate Facebook!
I have ample reason to hate every pixel Facebook ever produced but all of that is useless rubbish now. The simple fact is the time it takes to do it is excessive.
Zen Yogi: because you need to produce?
Roger that, Yogi. The idea of killing time has always been anathema but even more so now.
Almost welcome to the world, sweet Charlotte. Cadillac Man informs me sweet Charlotte's arrival into the world is imminently imminent which excites the Grandpa just about as much as anything ever can.
Zen Yogi: so you celebrate the circle of life with her?
Sure, my furry bear buddy, since she will enter the world at about the time I leave it and ain't that special.
Zen Yogi: it truly is
Zen Yogi: The Road to wherever movies always featured Bing Crosby, Bob Hope, and Dorothy Lamour.
That's true, Yogi, and The Road to #Blotto wouldn't exactly have been a desirable part of their movie itinerary. We could do it, tho, since Cadillac Man and Yevette could complete the trio. There's a problem with that, however.
Zen Yogi: they sang and you three sing like the sound of something being crunched up in a wood chipper?
That's the problem, Yogi.
Note: there's more laughing down here than you may realize or understand but it's real and these aren't nervous giggles from Death Row. If something wasn't funny before the current situation, it most likely won't be funny now.
In fact, I'll often try out one-liners on Yevette and some of them will thud instead of getting a laugh. I'll ask her, "That wasn't such a thigh-slapper, huh?"
Life is a whole lot funnier than it probably seems but it's real; believe it.
Zen Yogi: what does it mean with One Up for Two Down?
There's about an hour of functional time and two lying down. That's a drag for productivity but it's not otherwise since dizziness, etc has no effect when I'm asleep and little if I'm lying down. One thing which may be surprising is to hear the ganja doesn't cause the dizziness.
Zen Yogi: how do you know that?
I haven't smoked any since about the early to middle part of last evening. Some effect would remain after that time but not much.
Zen Yogi: did you run out of it?
Nope but I needed to know. If that has been making the situation worse, it has to go. It does seem to be vindicated but I'm still somewhat mistrustful. We shall see.
Morphine use is around 30 mg per day now but it's still not enough. That's not surprising since the update from Yevette revealed it will take 60 mg or more before it's realistic to expect any benefit from it. That level of use was not blowing out any cognitive ability in her so that needs to happen as quickly as possible but the trouble is nausea and most likely anyone can tolerate pain better than that.
The consequence of nausea is predictable so there's no need to throw that at anyone. There's some evidence ganja can ameliorate nausea but that's typically presented in reference to help with chemo. I assume it's probably safe to say it's true for any type of nausea but experimentation isn't such a big hit in the Rockhouse just now.
Zen Yogi: you put it away altogether?
Nope since there's been a big ol' nasty spliff rolled from late last night and it just sits there.
Facebook is difficult since it's incredibly time-consuming. Out here in the real world, I can whip up a #Blotto and all the Regulars can read it or not as you wish. That sort of thing typically gets individualized on Facebook so the time needed goes way up. Facebookers won't generally leave that insular world so the only option is a site visit.
Zen Yogi: you hate Facebook!
I have ample reason to hate every pixel Facebook ever produced but all of that is useless rubbish now. The simple fact is the time it takes to do it is excessive.
Zen Yogi: because you need to produce?
Roger that, Yogi. The idea of killing time has always been anathema but even more so now.
Almost welcome to the world, sweet Charlotte. Cadillac Man informs me sweet Charlotte's arrival into the world is imminently imminent which excites the Grandpa just about as much as anything ever can.
Zen Yogi: so you celebrate the circle of life with her?
Sure, my furry bear buddy, since she will enter the world at about the time I leave it and ain't that special.
Zen Yogi: it truly is
Zen Yogi: The Road to wherever movies always featured Bing Crosby, Bob Hope, and Dorothy Lamour.
That's true, Yogi, and The Road to #Blotto wouldn't exactly have been a desirable part of their movie itinerary. We could do it, tho, since Cadillac Man and Yevette could complete the trio. There's a problem with that, however.
Zen Yogi: they sang and you three sing like the sound of something being crunched up in a wood chipper?
That's the problem, Yogi.
Note: there's more laughing down here than you may realize or understand but it's real and these aren't nervous giggles from Death Row. If something wasn't funny before the current situation, it most likely won't be funny now.
In fact, I'll often try out one-liners on Yevette and some of them will thud instead of getting a laugh. I'll ask her, "That wasn't such a thigh-slapper, huh?"
Life is a whole lot funnier than it probably seems but it's real; believe it.
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