I went to Fayetteville to get my eyeglasses looked at because they didn't focus right. The had to give me a new prescription to get them to work correctly, but they still ain't as good as I'd like them Damn cataracts. On my way out of the shopping center parking lot, this sixteen year old kid with only his learner's permit ran a stop sign and into the front passenger's side door. Scared the shit outta the kid. It's just more work I wouldn't have had to do for me. The last two car wrecks I had was when two 16 year old kids ran into me. They got a ticket. My little burgundy red car got beat up on.
This methotrexate medicine is messing with mah haid, man. It's rough on my GI tract. I was told that it is supposed to help my immune system fight the inflammation that causes my joints to swell up and hurt, and it may be doing that, but it leaves me really detached at times. I get so clear-headed and say what's wot with such directness it catches me off-guard.
I was reading some hype on this yogurt that is supposed to help the immune system work better. The interesting part of the statement for me was that it said that 95% of the immune system is located along the digestive tract. That's where I notice most of the discomfort and nausea. One thing is for sure, it's doing what it's doing in the right area of my body, but it's messing with my head.
It's messing with my desire to create things like writing this blog and the e-mail groups I participate in. Not that it makes any difference to them. Nobody reads my blog and the mail groups just move on as if I was never there. No blame. That's how life is.
I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
