![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Friday night
Funny, I didn't until now think of that last postcard I posted as a bird jail, but it sure was one. Usually I steer away from zoo cards, cuzza that imprisonment factors, but birds---like ocean-going creatures in confinement--- it seems especially mean, restricting them to such a small fraction of how much they'd roam.
Probably true for lots of other zoo animals. And, heck, for housecats. But at least housecats are in the family, and maybe they wouldn't want the rough life. Pretty sure both of mine had enough of a rough life before they came to me.
Put all the leftover trivia Smarties in a big Ziplock bag that feels indulgent cuz we never had those big Ziplock bags in my family of origin, and I'm pretty sure if we ever had one my mother would've re-used it indefinitely. We had little sandwich bags made of thin plastic with a flap that folded over. I don't know if they even make those any more.
Just trying to knock off the payroll corrections now, and probably won't pay bills until tomorrow, since it doesn't make any diff at this time of day. I think there's one that's due tomorrow, but like DTE or car insurance or something, so not an interest or penalty situation.
Here's some news: I almost left the one walking stick I took in at the library after trivia tonight, cuz I was up and walking away and didn't feel the need to reach for it. That's cuz I got the cortisone (combo steroid and numb-er shots) in both knees yesterday. Later and overnight I had some reactions that included periodic hot flashes, and pain above each knee, plus I didn't sleep a lick (which they do cause, but which also happens to me a lot), BUT even moments after getting them (which don't exactly feel great going in), the two drugs that end in -caine must've kicked in, cuz even before I stood up, I could tell that pain coming from those locales had diminished in a warm stiff peace. And my mood improved almost as quick! I'm sure there could've been some emotional gladness that I'd gotten it taken care of, along with the recollection that the last set of shots really boosted my mobility for several weeks, but this thing about the pain being so much less and almost GONE when I'm just sitting is surprising, in that I usually think much more about the more acute (and fickle) pain when I stand or walk, and not so much about the constant lower-level pain that Peter thinks of as "distractable" pain--- and interesting way to demarcate the severity.
Just looked up which Ginsberg poem had Lethe in it, which I remember wanting to know how to pronounce, back when it was considerably harder to find out how things were supposed to be pronounced. It was "A Supermarket in California", and that link is to an old lj community post of it. That community's still going! Forgot about them during that questionnaire recently.
I've had a lot going on between power-surge follow-up and trying to get some appointments for me booked & done, but boy is it nice to have gotten in fairly quick with the orthopedist, and have the promise of improvement with that for a while, and the diminishment of the both the active and inactive pain, or the distractable and not distractable. One of my hips seems a little off, now that I can stand upright and try to walk "regular" again, but, hey, there have been way too many times this past year and a little that I've felt like the end times deterioration was upon me, and this respite is such a blessing.
Probably true for lots of other zoo animals. And, heck, for housecats. But at least housecats are in the family, and maybe they wouldn't want the rough life. Pretty sure both of mine had enough of a rough life before they came to me.
Put all the leftover trivia Smarties in a big Ziplock bag that feels indulgent cuz we never had those big Ziplock bags in my family of origin, and I'm pretty sure if we ever had one my mother would've re-used it indefinitely. We had little sandwich bags made of thin plastic with a flap that folded over. I don't know if they even make those any more.
Just trying to knock off the payroll corrections now, and probably won't pay bills until tomorrow, since it doesn't make any diff at this time of day. I think there's one that's due tomorrow, but like DTE or car insurance or something, so not an interest or penalty situation.
Here's some news: I almost left the one walking stick I took in at the library after trivia tonight, cuz I was up and walking away and didn't feel the need to reach for it. That's cuz I got the cortisone (combo steroid and numb-er shots) in both knees yesterday. Later and overnight I had some reactions that included periodic hot flashes, and pain above each knee, plus I didn't sleep a lick (which they do cause, but which also happens to me a lot), BUT even moments after getting them (which don't exactly feel great going in), the two drugs that end in -caine must've kicked in, cuz even before I stood up, I could tell that pain coming from those locales had diminished in a warm stiff peace. And my mood improved almost as quick! I'm sure there could've been some emotional gladness that I'd gotten it taken care of, along with the recollection that the last set of shots really boosted my mobility for several weeks, but this thing about the pain being so much less and almost GONE when I'm just sitting is surprising, in that I usually think much more about the more acute (and fickle) pain when I stand or walk, and not so much about the constant lower-level pain that Peter thinks of as "distractable" pain--- and interesting way to demarcate the severity.
Just looked up which Ginsberg poem had Lethe in it, which I remember wanting to know how to pronounce, back when it was considerably harder to find out how things were supposed to be pronounced. It was "A Supermarket in California", and that link is to an old lj community post of it. That community's still going! Forgot about them during that questionnaire recently.
I've had a lot going on between power-surge follow-up and trying to get some appointments for me booked & done, but boy is it nice to have gotten in fairly quick with the orthopedist, and have the promise of improvement with that for a while, and the diminishment of the both the active and inactive pain, or the distractable and not distractable. One of my hips seems a little off, now that I can stand upright and try to walk "regular" again, but, hey, there have been way too many times this past year and a little that I've felt like the end times deterioration was upon me, and this respite is such a blessing.