I felt that all to familiar tickle in the back of my throat on Friday and no amount of gargling would make it stop.

Sure as shit by Saturday I was sick with a head/chest cold.

I slept almost all day and all night Sunday.

Got up this morning to get ready for work feeling like I had been drug through a knot hole backwards.

I made it all the way to the point that I sat down to put my boots on.

As I sat down I was basically staring off into space, leaning up against the arm of the recliner while feeling as weak as a kitten and basically detached from time and space.

I came to enough to decide that I wasn’t going to work even if I am getting close to not having enough PTO to cover it because of all of the doctor appointments.

I would have not only been completely useless, I would have been a danger to myself and my co workers in that state.

I called in and went back to bed at 5:30.

I just woke up at 10:30 to find the Wifely Unit sick as a dog with the same shit I have been fighting.

It’s twenty after 11 right now, it’s absolutely beautiful outside and now my lower back is out too for no good reason.

Life is good.

Because it sure beats the alternative,.

Now if you will excuse me, I have a bunch of catching up to do.

This is well said and yes, it touches home quite squarely in my case.

I am also becoming acutely aware that my time is here is limited and will try to keep these words in mind.

Just sit back and watch it burn at this point.

It’s too far gone and it is completely out of control no matter who says different.

The weather has finally warmed up. It went from being in the low 30’s at night to the 70’s and it’s supposed to get to 96 freaking degrees here Sunday.

I’m thinking it must be a combination of the warm weather and the FOUR new medications I am having to take now, along with NEW AND INCREASED DOSAGES!, that caused me to feel dehydrated all day yesterday.

It was so bad that for once I was actually drinking…..

Water.

Not something I usually do. I know what fish do in that stuff, know what I mean?

Anyway, so I’m drinking water.

Lots of it.

I came home and started drinking more water.

I finally got over feeling dehydrated but still finished the bottle I had opened anyway, just about a half an hour before I went to bed.

Any guesses as to what happened after that?

Anyone?

Bueller?

Yes, that’s right, nature did it’s thing and I wound up getting up four times in two and a half hours to go take a leak.

So now it’s like two thirty in the morning and I finally drift off pretty good. I get up at five.

Danged if I know what time it was because I was asleep but I started having this weird dream.

Nightmare actually.

I still shudder just typing this.

I dreamed that Joe Biden and his wife showed up at our place and I had to be nice to them because they were guests.

Except it wasn’t Jill Biden that showed up, it was Nancy Pelosi as FJB’s wife.

Next thing I know, old Joe and Nancy are digging through all my stuff.

In the bedroom, in the closet, pretty soon we were out in the garage and they were poking their noses into everything and just throwing shit over their shoulder. For some reason I had to stand there and let them do all this because I had to be nice because they were house guests.

That ugly bitch Nancy kept turning around and asking me questions about my stuff and she was like two inches from my face and I could smell Vodka and Old People.

I kept gagging but had to be nice.

Pretty soon they are done digging around in my stuff and we are all sitting in the living room and that’s when I woke up.

I was so freaked out that I sat up and swung my feet over the edge onto the floor and just sat there for a few minutes trying to get that out of my brain. Eventually I laid back down and went to sleep but it felt like it had only been five minutes and my alarm went off.

Lemme tell ya, it was a very long day today.

Call a Social Media Influencer, the rest of us are busy.

I don’t know how this is going to work but following the link from The Burning Platform, we find this straight from Tucker Carlson.

Yeah I have a problem with some of what he says.

Twitter is the last great bastion of Free Speech?

Bullshit.

Allow me to present the fact that The President Of The United States of America was kicked off of Twitter.

Full stop, I rest my case.

There is no need for me to bring up the THOUSANDS of Conservative voices that were Shadow Banned and Outright Banned, at the request of Public Servants, Shadowy Government Officials, Intelligence Agencies and Zealous Twitter Employees over a period of SEVERAL YEARS.

So good luck to ya Tucker but ya might want to be a little more careful when Rah Rahing Twitter when we on this side of the political spectrum feel that it’s more like a Government Sponsored Echo Chamber rather than some inclusive love fest where everyone has a voice.

Because we know different.

I have a few things I have to do today and I didn’t see any posts scheduled from CederQ so I thought this would be a good time to open it up for everyone.

As we are well aware, our very way of life is under attack 24/7 at this point and it is virtually impossible to keep up with the events that seem to unfold like they are coming out of a fire hose.

It has been a while now since we have had an open thread that started at a decent hour and gives folks a chance to report on events in their AO, their feelings on what is going on etc. so have at it. I would like to see some of the LURKERS pipe in here so we get some fresh perspectives too. Don’t be afraid, we don’t bite.

Works for me.

White House Names Kamala Harris ‘AI Czar’ to Save Humanity from Artificial Intelligence

That stupid bitch can’t even spell AI.

It’s this guy, right here.

You know That Guy.

The guy who’s life has gone to shit in general and who’s had an especially shitty day.

The one we all have either known or can point to right now who we always kinda paid a little attention to out of the corner of our eye.

You know what I’m talking about, the guy everyone at work voted for Most Likely To Go Postal.

There is a guy where I work now that almost universally gets labeled as a potential Mass Murderer by every single person who gets asked what their first impression of him is.

I am not kidding.

The minute I laid eyes on him it was the first thing that came to my mind.

Nobody knows how many of those guys are out there and every freaking day for the last three years a straw has been added to that Camel’s back.

Keep your head on a swivel and try to stay away from That Guy.

These days Situational Awareness isn’t just something you used to see people talk about in forums that you had to go searching for.

For the days of standing in line at the Supermarket Daydreaming are long gone.

That kind of thing is what separates the statistics from the living now.

When that 50 year old Prepper with ten thousand rounds of ammo finally snaps, these Wind Up Kiddy Toys they keep turning loose are going to look exactly like the amateurs they are.

Because it could have been worse.

I just got back from having a nice lady do an Ultrasound scan of the arteries in both my legs. However, I won’t know the full results of any of these damn tests I’m having to go through until I get to the last level of this Medical Test Hell and meet The Final Boss, the Cardiologist.

In the mean time, the pretty young thing today did answer my question if she had found something in my left leg after I noticing her running the Ultrasound gizmo back and forth over my left side inner thigh more than once.

I asked her if she had found something there and she said yes.

She said there was one artery in my upper thigh that didn’t seem to have a lot of blood flow but that there was another one there trying to make up for it.

Why is this good news?

Because a couple days ago I was doing some research on all this crap and I found a Youtube showing this new technique of them being able to install small stents in multiple places inside the same artery where they bend behind the knee. Apparently clogged arteries behind the knee are very troublesome because the flexing pinches off the stents and the stents themselves can cause the artery to crack when it bends.

So if the blockage up in my thigh requires a stent, that’s not as bad as having one behind the knee.

She didn’t say much about the other leg but that’s not the one giving me so much grief anyway.

I have also been experiencing some numbness in some of the toes and upper half of my left foot for the last week at least. I’m pretty sure that is nerve related and not a circulation problem because there isn’t any discoloring and it doesn’t seem to be affected by foot elevation.

I let the Doc know about that today and told her that we can discuss it next week at my next appointment.

She said that was fine.

Shit seems to be coming apart at the seams quite rapidly lately.

Oh Joy.

It is what it is and all I can do is what I can do.

And that is exactly what I am going to do, until I can’t do it anymore.

I am doing my damndest to not let any of this get me down and depressed.

For that way lies madness and I been there before.