Confederacy

About 3 weeks ago, I came back east (to take care of a bunch of things).  I’ve actually been having a lot of fun.  Visiting this area ain’t so bad.  Living here is another story.  What have I been doing?  A bunch of stuff, like: * Attended some retarded ceremony (in New Jersey).  It was in honor of a great uncle (by marriage, no less).  I couldn’t figure out if he was some sort of big shot, or if my family turned him into one (after his death).  But, they sure did dedicate some cool things (in his name).  * Spent about 10 days in Delaware, soaking up rays, on the beach.  * Connected with college and high school peeps, by way of Facebook.  That experience was interesting/frightening (as I had not kept in contact with anyone that I’d known prior to graduate school).  Anyhow, most of my visit has been in Maryland (in a small town called, Monkton).  Being here prompted me to take a looksie at this blog, for the first time since March.  I visited everyone on my blogroll.  Regardless of seeing how everyone’s doing, all’s I can say is, “I’m so done with this blog.”  It just stinks of all the shitty things which transpired during my days in B’more.  But, I like to write.  So, I’m picking up a new site.  If people would like to converse with me (on the new blog), then drop me an email:  anythingbutsad@live.com.  As far as Seattle goes, D. and I couldn’t be happier.  I was concerned over that old adage, “Nothing ever stays the same.“  But, moving back has been a virtually flawless transition.  Careers fell into place.  Home ownership fell into place.  I picked up where I left off (with about 90% of my northwest friends); and they’ve welcomed D. into their lives.  At any rate, I return to Seattle on Saturday (and I can’t wait).  And it feels like the right time to lay this site to rest.  Thanks for hanging with me over the past 3 years.  Peace.

Going Home

I’ve been away for a hot minute, and have gotten a lot of emails.  Instead of answering everyone (directly), I’m gonna blog about it.  Hmmmmm…..let’s see…..where do I start?  Well, in February, I came down with pneumonia.  It was a relatively mild case.  Believe me, I had double pneumonia (coupled with asthmatic bronchitis) several years ago (and that landed my ass in the hospital for a week).  Anyhow, even though this was a case of just walking pneumonia, I said to my doctor, “Are you sure I just have walking pneumonia…..cuz I feel sicker than I did when I WAS REALLY SICK years ago.”  He assured me that I was fine.  Then, I got a certified letter in the mail.  It was from the lab where my blood was sent when I was at the hospital for walking pneumonia.  I had a bacterial infection in my blood (which was what caused the pneumonia).  They did a profile on my blood and determined that I was resistant to all antibiotics (to fight this infection) but one.  Thankfully, that antibiotic did the trick.  So, for 30 days, I took the drug.  Those 30 days were nothing but high fever.  30 days of sleeping in my own sweat for 20 hours a day.  It could’ve been way worse.  When I checked the net, many have organ damage (kidney failure, a collapsed lung, swelling of the heart, etc).  Some people develop a sort of flesh-eating bacteria thingie.  Then there’s the whole MRSA thing (which I would’ve classified as having, if my one and only antibiotic had not worked).  BUT, WHAT PUZZLED ME is how I got this infection in the first place.  The doc said that I would’ve most likely had to have had an open wound or sore 2 weeks prior to symptoms (which I did not); or a compromised immune system (mine is normal); or I would’ve needed to be an IV drug user (never shot up in my life)……..At any rate, about 10 days into sleeping on a sweat-saturated mattress, I broke down.  The 4 hours that I was up each day consisted of nothing more than crying.  I could not stop crying.  This illness brought out a nasty depression……………About 20 days into the illness, my nephew died.  So, I trekked my fevered ass out of the house, to mourn.  Everyone was completely frightened by my appearance.  I guess I was a shade of white which no one had seen before (the whiteness in the picture just below this entry is actually several shades darker than I’d gotten at the peak of this illness.  The picture below is shortly after I started getting sick)………..A week after all the funeral stuff, I turned to D. and said, “I’ve been in Baltimore for 3 years, and it has been the most miserable years of my entire life.  I need to go home.”  He agreed.  We moved 4 days ago.  I’m taking a break from this blog until September.  That gives me time to reconnect with all my west coast buds, and to get settled in our new home.  I will be returning to blogging, but haven’t decided if it will be on a new site.  Either way, I’ll let my regulars know.  Lastly, while on break, I’ll do my best to visit blogs.

My Body Chemistry Is Wacky

I have taken some entries to private.  Other writings, I deleted all together.  I frequently re-read things that I’ve written (and sometimes, I cut things which aren’t up to par, with the rest of the blog).

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