February 2nd, 2002



I've not been having a great week, bodywise.

Yesterday, my foot felt like the ankle wanted to crack, but was mostly OK. Then last night, it started to hurt a bit more so I tightened up the support on my boots.

And this morning, I woke up to MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF PAIN. I can't really stand on it. I can't put much weight on it at all. I've taken some ketoprofin and put kwan loong oil on it and tied the ankle up in a towel; betwixt the three, I hope that soon I'll feel better enough to go hie myself over to the drugstore and get a compression bandage so I can do any of the four zillion things I was gonna do today.

(A brief rhapsodic aside about ketoprofin: it's the analgesic of the gods. Tylenol does literally nothing for me, aspirin a little, naproxen very litle, ibuprofin some good if I take four or five tablets at a time, vicodin makes me slightly dizzy but doesn't do anything for pain... but ketoprofin actually works for me, and works well. In the US, the only brand I've seen is Orudis KT. Spendy, but worth it.)

And day before yesterday the acrylic barbell in my tongue splintered into a zillion little bits, too. Sigh.

So for now I think I'll drink some Coke, perhaps try to nap, and if I feel better head up north to the Houseness later for flufferizing,

  • Current Music
    PiL, This Is Not a Love Song
kill whitey!

Ow, redux.

I went to the drugstore to buy an ankle brace and a compression bandage (and Tiger Balm Ultra). While I was in line, over a period of about 90 seconds, I got a little nauseous, then really nauseous, and watched as everything turned black from the bottom up. When I came to, I thought (roughly) "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? Oh yes, I'm Tom, and I was in the Walgreens buying an ankle bandage. That's my role, that's what I was doing." I think I actually passed out twice - I started to come to, passed out again, and then finally became fully conscious and sat up.

After I'd purchased my bill of goods and given the store my contact info in case I tried to sue them, I put on the ankle brace and some Tiger Balm, and ate lunch at Chi-Dog three or four blocks away. I feel lucky in retrospect that I decided to go to Walgreens and Chi-Dog rather than straight up to Oakland like I had planned; passing out on I-880 would have been amazingly bad.

So instead of cleaning up the apartment, instead of going to Oakland, instead of going to any of the four raves or so this evening, I took a very hot bath, chatted with some people online, and am now finishing reading Iain Banks's "Use of Weapons".

On the whole, I'd have much rather gone out and had fun than lain at home. Oh well, there's always next time (bah!) I just hope that I can get a doctor's appointment real soon.

  • Current Music
    Lush, Nothing Natural