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I think it's broken.
This afternoon in the gym locker room, I was looking down at my bare feet and wondering, when did I get that bruise on my left long toe? Long toe, the one next to the big toe. I don’t know what else to call it. It’s longer than the big toe. Not on everybody, though. For some people it’s shorter. I guess the second toe?
Anyway, there’s a bruise I don’t remember. I tried to curl my toes under and that one didn’t curl. Damn!
I have no idea how or when I would have broken it. It’s probably not really broken, just sprained or something. We were sparring on mats a week ago and I remember catching my toe then. But I think I would have noticed before now.
It wasn’t hurting before. But now I’m psychosomatic, imagining that I can feel my toe.
Update: E says it’s not broken. It would be purple and swollen if it were. Plus he says that toe’s not that important.
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More perennial New Year's resolutions.
- Floss – I am uneven on flossing. I go through periods of regular flossing, then I slack off. I’m at an age where my teeth are falling out of my head: old fillings crack, enamel cracks, nerves die. I’m always needing dental work it seems. Flossing is my last hope to keep my choppers.
- Drink more water – I know, I know, I heard about the study that showed drinking 8 glasses of water a day doesn’t improve your health. But I still think it’s important to stay hydrated throughout the day. I often find when I think I’m hungry, I’m really just thirsty.
- Blog more frequently – with pictures! Yes, I know you want more Chattering Magpie in your life and I will endeavor to provide it.
- Watch less TV – TV rots the brain. It’s a huge time-suck. If I’m going to keep on top of clutter and organizing and filing and maybe even learn a bit about investing, something’s got to give. That something is TV.
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Energizer cold.
It keeps going and going and going and …
Just as I thought I was getting over this cold and could return to some semblance of normal life, mycold moved from my chest into my sinuses. These are the sort of cold symptoms I usually get: sinus congestion, runny nose, headache (although that could be the red wine from last night – it’s medicinal, I swear), that sharp pain inside my nose that tells me I’m getting a cold.
How much longer? (Shakes fist at sky.)
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I got it bad and that ain't good.
I spoke too soon. I thought I was getting off easy with a mild cold, a cold I nipped in the bud with Vitamin C and Zicam™. Wrongo.
This cold has gotten much worse. I blow my nose until it bleeds. I coat my throat and chest with Mentholatum™ still thick fluid squishes about in my chest. My throat has been scraped with a cheesegrater. But I sound really cute.
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The first cold of winter.
Like a little harbinger of the coming gloom, my first cold of the winter has come upon me. It’s actually quite mild, happily. I was able to catch it early enough that the heavy doses of Vitamin C and Zicam (zinc goo that you squirt up your nose) was effective.
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Ballyhoo.
I’ve really gone and done it this time. I went and joined a gym. Excuse me, Fitness Center.
Weather and season being what it is, I am not bike commuting to work. I was so happy with results I got from regular biking, especially my cardio-vascular fitness, I wanted to maintain those benefits.
A couple of my coworkers go to a nearby Bally’s on their lunch hour and they talked me into going with them. After few visits, I decided to sign up.
As a perk of signing up I got a free one-hour with a personal trainer. We talked about nutrition (more protein, less carbohydrates especially no carbs after 6pm) and I got my body fat measured with a device that looked about as effective as a couple tin cans for measuring thetan levels.
According to what I am sure is a wildly inaccurate device, I am over 1/3 made up of fat, which puts me way into the range of obese. Do I look fat to you? (Lie. For your own safety, lie.)
He had me do a circuit of moderate weight training. I figure it’s good to start out with moderate, because you can go up or down from there.
I did okay. It wasn’t super hard but I had to work a little. And I enjoyed it.
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Maintaining a youthful complexion.
Every now and again my complexion decides to take a trip back in time to my bespotted youth.
My face is broken out. Naturally I can’t keep from picking at it, so I end up looking like like a meth addict.
Pretty.
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Flash in the dark.
Lately I’ve been experiencing a bizarre ocular phenomenon. In very low light conditions, such as night (we’re in the city – it can’t get truly dark with all the ambient light), I occasionally see a flash of light on the edge of my peripheral vision, on the right side only. It’s not a broad flash, more like a small bright light zipping up or down a curved strip of light.
At first I thought it was just a reflection off the windows in my car, but then I noticed it even when outside the car. I can make it happen sometimes by turning my head and looking forward. Sometimes it seems to curve over my head.
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Sick day.
Fortunately, I don’t get sick often. When I do, I will stay home and not inflict my disease on my coworkers. I figure it’s just better all around for me to get my rest and my coworkers to not be exposed.
I don’t know what’s wrong. My stomach hurts, like an iron bar across my navel. It started yesterday afternoon, making for a crappy commute (yesterday’s post). It hurt so much I couldn’t sleep.
It’s not food poisoning, I don’t think. None of the other usual symptoms. Nothing moving in either direction. It just hurts. I don’t know what to do for an aching stomach.
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The Flu Diet.
The flu diet – not recommended by four out of five doctors. Or any, for that matter. Still, I lost 3 lbs in 24 agonizing hours. Not so agonizing considering I spent most of those hours asleep. But agonizing aplenty for intermittent moments of consciousness.
I got my monthly headache on schedule Tuesday. Wednesday was bad enough I had to leave work after a couple hours. I perked up in the afternoon, so I put in some hours on the laptop. I thought I’d be back to normal Thursday.
Thursday I woke up feeling like utter crap. It wasn’t the worst headache of my life. I’ve had headaches so bad, cranial self-trepanation sounded like a good idea. But on top of that, my stomach hurt and I just felt crappy all over.
As part of the flu diet I ate:
- One (1) apple;
- some chicken broth;
- a few bites of scrambled egg;
- nope, that’s about it.
I’m better now, but still a little dingy.
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