Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Only in this park can you make a friend at midnight, LOL. I was out jogging since I got up late and wanted to wait for it to cool down. I made my way to the back of the park when a woman who was out on her driveway said hello and I stopped to chat since I didn’t want to seem rude by breezing on past her. I thought she was simply out for a smoke, but she was actually checking out the blood-red moon and eclipse. I’d heard about it but didn’t think to check it out till I then looked up at the moon. It was pretty cool looking. 

Anyway, it was hard to see any detail in the dark and without glasses, but the woman introduced herself to me as Carol. She was tall, slim and had long dark curly hair. I’d guess her to be in her 40s. 

I mentioned her having the best location in the park and she said she could hear the train. I’d rather that than the kind of traffic we get over here. When I have upcoming appointments and am sleeping in the daytime, I add an earplug to my good ear, not that it always saves me if a big truck goes over the speed bump in back with a loud crash. 

Although it still depresses and sometimes angers me, I’ve been following the news a bit more closely. Saw that a guy was charged with hate crimes when he killed some Jews. So we love blacks but still hate Jews? 

What else… some stupid Dutch teen threatened American Airlines. I would have been pissed as hell had they not arrested her after all the people that actually commit acts of violence that they get away with, even though they’ll probably just give her a slap on the wrist and a 5-minute lecture. Personally, as stupid as it was of her to do, I never could understand why people put so much energy into worrying about threats of any kind from anyone when they’re just words. Aren’t actions supposed to speak louder than words? No, I wouldn’t appreciate anyone saying they were going to kill me, but why get all worked up about it unless someone comes to my door and actually tries to harm me? Anyone can make threats and I’m sure just about everyone has at one time or another during the heat of the moment. But how many actually act on those threats? Words don’t mean much without the actions to back them up be it a threat or a promise to help someone that needs help. 

Later… 

Gonna fill up soon on protein and veggies and then go out for my run. It was beautiful last night and while it’s harder to see in the dark, I love the lack of traffic and the peacefulness of it. It’s like I have the roads all to myself. I even pulled the earbud out of my good ear to listen to the night sounds around me, which wasn’t much. It’s definitely much more peaceful at night when the buzz of the landscapers isn’t present. You just hear distant traffic on the freeways and barking outside of the park when running along the perimeters. 

I spoke to Paula for about 23 minutes yesterday. She’s got all kinds of health problems from her uterus to her heart, from stress and anxiety to stomach issues. No wonder the “dream people” keep killing her. I think she’ll be ok, though. She urged me to get a second opinion in my case and be careful of how certain medications can mess with the liver and kidneys. Yeah, I know most doctors are quacks. That’s part of why I didn’t see one for so long. It’s not so much that they don’t know what they’re doing as much as it is that they don’t tell you everything you need to know. No one told me about the tardive dyskinesia too many years of Navane caused until I developed it. When I asked my new doctor what side effects the levothyroxine might have in store for me, all she said was a racing heart. Instead of getting that, I got hair loss, and my research confirmed that to be a common side effect, along with my sister, who has had some medical training and taking similar drugs herself. 

Another thing that frustrates Paula is being told one thing by one doctor and another by another. Tammy went through that too, being told she had thyroid disease by one and that she didn’t by another. Doctors can be very frustrating, even worrisome. We can’t expect them to know it all, but having an array of opinions on fine art is one thing. Having it pertaining to our health is another and it would be nice if they could be a little more certain and forthcoming when it comes to our health. 

I was led to believe the Navane was a mood stabilizer and I was given it to help calm me down (I have ADHD). But my research shows it’s commonly used for treating schizophrenia and those who hear voices. Whose voices were I supposedly hearing back in the 80s???

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