Requiem for a Dream theme

Is that the one with the growly, scratchy string instrument? I wondered what that was called...

Random update:

On Friday I got stuck in that hellish 405 crane vs. the freeway fiasco. It took me 2 hours and 45 minutes to get from UCLA to Sherman Oaks. For those of you not in LA, that's like 10 miles or so. It wasn't pretty.

We got a crab for our aquarium yesterday. The boy who sold it to us at the store said they can climb out of the tank. Guess what the crab did this morning? Ew ew ew ew! It lived and is back in the tank but it gave me a wiggins something fierce to see it skittering across the floor. Thing's lucky neither cat saw it before we did...

I am working on a mid-term paper and two group projects for school and work is eating me starting with my bottom. Calgon?

I haven't watched season 1 -- will that prevent my understanding of it?

Not really. You'll lose some context, but you won't be totally lost. You just need to know that Geoffrey is haunted by the ghost of his mentor and predecessor as artistic director. Also that Geoffrey and Ellen were lovers many many years ago, but at the start of S2, they are not together.

Is that the one with the growly, scratchy string instrument?

You mean the cello? Yes. It's been featured in every movie trailer known to man. It's the new Carmina Burana.

Thanks David.

You mean the cello?

Gods, I feel like a complete idiot. It doesn't sound like one to me at all.

Ahh and here's why I couldn't recall the music from Requiem. It will always be the music from Excalibur to me.

Gods, I feel like a complete idiot. It doesn't sound like one to me at all.

I'm not sure I could pick a cello out of a musical line-up either. I just know the Kronos Quartet is four cellos.

I have a music performance degree. (Not on cello, but...) Believe me, I have failed.

Cass, I'm so sorry to read about your friend's death. Will your step-mom find out from this newsletter?

P-C, I missed the testimonial stuff, but have seen your copy of your mom's response. I can't imagine you writing anything that isn't endearing. Piffle on your mom. I hope you can work it all out. I agree with the people who think it's good you're being yourself in your biodata. That's got the best chance of letting a woman who You would find interesting -- find you interesting. I know there's a better way to punctuate that, but I don't have it in me, right now.

I've skipped. I've skimmed, big time.

Chris was sick the entire week before last, with a temperature that hovevered between 103 and 104. I took him to the doc, but it was just viral, so we rode it out. He got better finally, on Saturday. Saturday night/Sunday morning at midnight, Ben woke with a sore throat. He seemed good Sunday morning. We went to church. He looked like death warmed over, after Sunday School, so we took him home.

Monday, I took him to the doctor. He had strep. He also had a good deal of congestion in his chest, and a nasty ass cough. Since he got hives once, when he took either penicillin (sp?) or amoxicillin (sp?), they gave us Zithromax. His throat started improving by Tues. The cough was as strong as ever, throughout the week. Took him back to the doctor on Fri. The doc he saw this time called it 'pneumonia' and gave us a script for Biaxin to fill, if his sore throat returned, or if his fever returned.

Gave him his last dose of Zithromax at 2pm, Fri. He broke out in hives around 6pm. Called doctor, who never called us back (I think I know what happened, and the doctor isn't entirely at fault here -- did not try again, because Benedryl took care of the hives, and Ben was otherwise well).

Last night -- Sat, his temperature was up to 99.9. We'd pre-filled the Biaxin prescription, so we wouldn't have to run out, if he needed it at an odd hour. The doctor wrote it for pills -- because the Biaxin liquid is supposedly totally gross tasting. She knows he can't yet swallow pills. I mention to Ben that we'd crush it in applesauce or whatever, if he had to take them. Went to give him the pill last night, read the fine details, and this pill (which was a HORSE PILL) cannot be crushed or split.

Ben made a tremendous effort, trying to swallow the pill, but just couldn't do it. Since the temperature was fairly low grade, I said to forget about it and go to bed, that we'd deal in the morning.

Called the doctor this morning. Neither of the doctors in our practice were on call. Got the number of the service of the guy on call. He wants to know if Ben reacted to amox or penicillin, because he wants to give us the other. Every thing I've ever heard about antibiotic reactions says YOU DON'T DO THAT. We refuse. He says he doesn't know why the doc prescribed Biaxin, because it's in the same family (mycins) as the first prescription (Zithromax aka azithromycin), so he doesn't think it will help the pneumonia if the Zithromax didn't.

He wants to give us something else, but there's a chance of a cross reaction with the cillin family. We say, "No, just give us the liquid form of what our doctor ordered. He agrees, says he'll call it in, and we hang up.

THEN, I start thinking about the hives Ben got on Friday, and that I don't know if the Zithromax caused them, but if it did, since Zithromax stays active in the system for days, I'm not so crazy about giving him a drug that's a relative to that one. We call back the doctor. Due to some

Marital Discommunication, we (but probably not me, because did I mention I have a fever and am a little wheezy, myself????????) still don't tell doctor about the hives from Friday. Doctor won't change script because he doesn't even know us and already called in the others, and it's Sunday, and why don't we go away (well, he didn't say that, but you know...)

After we decide we can't afford a divorce, dh goes to (continued...)