Thanks everyone. We're taking him out tonight for his "last meal," though my impression is that he will still be able to eat a meal the traditional way for special occasions.

Recovery~ma to your uncle, lisah!

Sounds very exciting tommyrot. Hope the new job and location suit you.

hivemind - I am looking for a Daveed Diggs interview or post where he talks about things existing as both good and bad at the same time. I think it started as reference to Thomas Jefferson, but he also talks about rap. I swear I have seen it and I cannot find it.

I am looking for a Daveed Diggs interview or post where he talks about things existing as both good and bad at the same time. I think it started as reference to Thomas Jefferson

I know there was something like that in the documentary that aired on PBS last year.

That sounds right, somewhere near the end of the Hamildoc.

msbelle, it's #5 on this list: [link]

right, no way to link to the actual clip, it is behind the compass firewall on pbs. anyway my local NPR station had an interview with Margaret Biser today (this piece [link] and it reminded me of that clip.

Grr. Thought I was feeling better, but when I got off the couch to go walk down the street to the store, realized while I'm not as dizzy as yesterday I'm still a little weirdly out of it. Like, I feel as though if I move my eyes, or my head, my brain/vestibular system is a beat behind? It's weird.

Forgot to mention I had a humdinger of a nightmare last night. It seemed to have a cohesive narrative, about a rural family whose parents were into the occult, managed to obtain a few pages from a copy of the Necronomicon, then killed themselves and came back wrong as puppets/manifestations for creepy forces from outside that menaced their kids. My viewpoint bounced from that of the kids themselves to a neighbor trying to help them and being terrorized by the goings-on himself. The visuals were really unusually vivid, would have put Carpenter or Del Toro to shame. (I remember the dad glowing from within like a blue light inside a melting ice sculpture, and the mom sort of tearing apart into smoke/tentacles that chased after one of the kids through the farmhouse.) It would have been a really cool horror movie to watch if I hadn't been experiencing everything firsthand.

Blargh. Had a touch of food poisoning last night, thought it was over and done with, and discovered I was wrong ten minutes ago, before I left for my last physical therapy session.

Medical ~ma to Matt's dad and lisah's uncle! And meara and Dana, too.

I'm putting this here so I can be accountable (but I don't want to do it quite as publicly as Facebook) -- I made noises about quitting smoking previously, and I ordered the Alan Carr book about how to do it, but I am going to seriously undertake this in the next few months, including a prescription for Chantix, if needed. I think I'm developing chronic bronchitis, and guess where that comes from unless you're a fragile 19th century fictional heroine?

So. Wish me strength?