the health of me, mankind
i. like a twisted joke from mother nature or fate or some other supernatural mystique, many around me are falling victim to various illnesses. me, i had some woman-thing hit with a vengeance that required the most painful procedure, albeit outpatient. but let’s keep in mind that i’ve never broken a bone, had stitches or been hospitalized for anything. hell, as a young lass, i flew through a pane of glass and came out with only a slight scratch to my arm. so maybe this excruciating experience is to make up for lost time…
anywho.
the boy had accident number three since i’ve known him. that’s eight months for those who wish to be kept in the know on the boy meets girl journey.
this lady underwent emergency oral surgery to a cracked tooth with a root canal sans anaesthesia and lived to tell the tale. she deserves props. and another bottle of vicodin.
my father’s ongoing shoulder and neck issues (thanks to too many years performing repetitive motions in a factory setting) have resurfaced, even after a recent operation to correct the fusing of disks in his back. er, something.
and even poor shaun the dog™ is recovering from sutures in his own nether region. yep. canine castration on a 9-month old pup, which only means donning that ridiculous perception-robbing cone collar for 10-14 days. he hates. i hate it. and certainly the young punks in my neighborhood love it.
ii. next week i will enter week number seven of underemployment (don’t worry kids, i’m interviewing like crazy), which has allowed for much time to downsize my CD collection, rip some old gems to my computer, dig through my photo stash for new entries on everyday, and partake of daily ellen episodes, gilmore girls re-runs, and the marathon showings on cinemax of the blockbuster hit, the day after tomorrow. yes, i should be outside enjoying the weather with my doggie, but please see above.
for some reason, i’m perversely enthralled with movies that predict doom on the world, particularly those that are rooted in scientific truths. supervolcano, the 3-hour discovery channel special offers similar apocalyptic prophecies should yellowstone truly erupt.
whether it be mother earth making violent changes in climate in order to reset herself environmentally or a giant volcano erupts or even if destruction comes from within via human hands or from beyond a la war of the worlds, my intrigue remains with how we will handle ourselves under times of extreme pressure. when the fate of mankind is at stake, how will we perform? and will we survive?