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The pharmacist had volunteered comments about the dry mouth problems I've had complained about, and he told me they showed up visually in the appearance of my dry cracked lips. He asked me what drugs my rheumatologist had prescribed, and I told him I was taking methotrexate.
He knew what my problem was immediately. He brightened up and told me the problems I am having, as far as the sore spots in my mouth is concerned, occurs as the result of the side-effects of the prescription drug methotrexate. He said it's not contagious or caused by diet. When I stop taking methotrexate it'll go away by it's own accord.
He was friendly. He wanted to help me, but without a prescription he couldn't make the medicine (something called Duke's Miracle Mouthwash that he would make up locally) deal with the symptoms. He told me to go get a prescription and he could really make the symptoms easier to live with.
I took that all in and started walking around the store for a while. Then, I realized this same guy might tell me about the possible side effects of Humira and if they were responsible for some of the current problems I'm having.
It turned out Humira and it's side-effects are altogether different. More lethal, because it lowers the immune system to the point that an common infection could literally kill me if I didn't get help with it fast enough. It's a proven fact to me that the VA Hospital in Durham wouldn't listen to me if I asked for that help. I'm pretty much "on my own" with the drugs they give me. I have to look out for my own ass as much as I can. No blame.
My siblings must have decided I'm dying. I'm having long conversations with them about just about anything as long as we talk. Other people too. Maybe it's my imagination. The ones with iPhones are the mouthiest. I've never witnessed such an obsession. I'd probably be obsessed to if I could afford an iPhone. The Google phone is pushing Apple with a smartphone of it's own, the Android.
I'm in a holding stage with new technology. Perhaps I have always been that way. I might give the appearance of being an impulse buyer because I am an impulse buyer, but it only appears that way to witnesses who might see me make the actual purchase. I might have a year or two worth of research and reading the reviews before I make a commitment. Nobody sees that. To make myself seem impulsive is one of my favorite things to do. I like appearing to be something I'm not just for my own amusement. There's no harm. No foul. I just like it.
I bought the computer I use now to tide me over until the new technology gets legs. Gets it's feet on the ground. It's gonna be the StarTrek dealio with a lapel button that's always on and will project a video of the caller who will talk to a video of you.
"Realization is always one step beyond knowing the unknown."
~ fmp '70
The possibility of space flight was known by the time the comic books on Flash Gordon arrived on the market. That comic strip and others and science fiction novels made actual space flight realizable, and in my opinion, wouldn't have been possible at all without the preamble.
The wind is really blowing outside and the rain is pouring down. Maybe the same type weather system that caught France off-guard is fixing to occur here too. Acts of nature seem to be stepping up the pace of natural disasters. It may be the beginning of the end for life as we know it. Death might not seem as lonesome if it's accompanied by billions of others simultaneously.
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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.
