Talk to the Goat
Wow talking to your Grandmother sounds a lot like talking to mine...it takes a lot of thinking to figure anything out. My grandmother usually doesn't mix up names she just talks about people I don't know (my family moved away to a whole new state, while the rest still live in rock throwing distance so I am expected to know the who's who of town life even though I don't) as if I know every intimate detail of their life. I just nod and pretend.
Sorry to hear that the new medication is throwing you for a loop. With all those nasty side effects one can not imagine the good it promise to make it worth it!
Feel better soon!
You sure you're not going through menopause?
Hopefully the side affects will abate soon. I know how it feels to have a lot to say but not feeling like saying or writing it. I've had that feeling a lot lately.
Hang in there Jamie.
Even in your darkest hours you are still a beacon of sunshine in my online life (which has spilled into my real one, happily enough).
I hope your body learns to cope with the meds.
Not a typical Jorge post, but I don't have to be typical all the time, right?
Jorge
PS...
Crotch-kicking services extend to WHOMEVER you want...
J
turkey on a monday?
no wonder your day is as it is.
When you're running underwater, the trick is to run sideways. It also helps to hold your arms above your head and move your thumbs and fingers together like pincers.
...This also works well at dance clubs. 
Anthony
Don't worry about June - August. There's still September through to May to enjoy!
Slip covers are your fiend. And they're washable!
Bandaids are good protectors of sensitive post-blister skin... Or a cold drink in your hand will help. Might I suggest a margarita? The slush lasts long.
Nanny's are supposed to be exasperating.
Families are supposed to be infuriating.
Don't yell at the turkey. Hell! kill the got.
and of course i meant goat, not got.
frick.
If you feel your throat starting to close up, get to a doctor? WTF? Sounds like a no-brainer. lol
Your Nanny=my grandma, always entertaining.
I've sworn never to roast turkey ever again, since it's a comedy of errors. If only I had thought of yelling at it.
I hope that you get to feeling better soon Jay!
Is it any consolation to know that even your rants are well written and interesting? (Probably not.)
3T
Hello stranger! Your writing block sounds like mine, although I simply opted for a quasi-breakdown in mine. I hate when I cannot write, and the "real" garbage comes out instead. I'm making no sense here, but I wanted to say hello.
You are puking AND making a turkey? Good god woman, you're running yourself ragged!
Awww, sorry you're feeling crappy, sugar. And all the other stuff too, but mostly that you're feeling crappy.
I don't know for sure how I'd feel about that kind of blatant honesty from my doctor! I hope you get used to it quickly and the side effects pass.
Anthony, you have just provided me with the only laugh I've had today.
It must be a rough day if I haven't laughed. Normally, I am my own laugh machine. Thanks for that.
Otherwise, I have laid in bed with blinding headaches, too sore to even read, too sore to sleep it off. The greatest part is the shakes. I can't stop shaking.
Point #5: well refrained.
My mood today has been pretty awful too. must be something in the water.
Sorry about you being friends with the bathroom floor! It's hard to concentrate when you don't feel 100%, I understand that.
As for Number one, DITTO!! I can;t believe it's Aug and summer is almost over! NO WAY! I want summer 365 days a year!
As long as you didn't baste the turkey in bubble bath. If so, was the turkey a rubber duckie?
Nah, she was a real turkey. Meaty. Well, poultry-y. I hear she was quite good too, but I just couldn't rouse myself to enjoying. In fact, when I thought I might eat today, I had a baloney sandwich.
Shane, believe me, it was just barely.
*sigh*
This is odd. Stupid meds. Stupid Tuesdays. Here is to a better Wed.
The sun will come out, tomorrow...
someone shoot me.
sounds like you're having quite the week!
ummmm, i don't even know where to being to comment on all of this. so, i guess, i hope you don't have any severe side effects from the medicine and feel well again. feel better, tomorrow is wednesday.
God, I love you Jay. This was the most entertaining snarky post I've read in a long time, even for you.
LOVE the grandmother stuff... hilarious! (condo!)
Changing meds is always an adventure... boy oh boy do I know it.
I know, my Nanny is so cute sometimes, she cracks me up. I totally hope I'm that entertaining when I get older!
I hate when days like the one described come, darling. It feels like you have a thousand things to worry about and only about twenty minutes to give each their due.
Days like those are why God invented Drunken Hide-And-Go-Seek with one's family and friends.
Damn, i am with you. Although i can't back it up with the same weight as you, lets just say someone may as well just have shit into my mouth in the middle of the night, 'cause that's the kind of day it kicked off to become.
Talk about a dedicated blogger. With blisters and crazy on meds, you still crawl over to the computer to write your post. You get the Purple Heart of Blogging Award.
with cluster. (please read that immediately after the comment above)
your nanny sounds very much like my sweetie`s nanny. when she communicates with me, i feel like i`m in a tornedo, running in all directions aimlessly.
sorry to hear about the awful side effects of the meds. hope you will feel better soon.
those meds can be a bitch. if organizing words is a job, it can be REALLY disruptive. you just don't realize how important concentration is until you've lost it.
totally not related to that ... is "nanny" the operative word for grandmother in canada?
my nanny, as i called her, was from winnipeg, and my children call my mom nanny. but it sounds so out of place here in the american south.
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Friends are heading over for Xavierism martinis...care for one or two?????
*CHEERS*
http://xavierism.livejournal.com/
oh dear dear me. i'm especially sorry about point no. 5. and i hope you feel better soon on the new meds. if i could be there, i'd make you a nice hot cup of "asam jawa" drink. it's this miracle traditional malaysian thing that cures everything. and i mean everything. my mum gave it to my brother for a broken leg once.
Hi Jay,
Thanks for stopping by my blog yesterday and sorry to read that you are feeling bad... especially as medicines are meant to make you feel better. When I am making friends with the bathroom floor, I count tiles until I am so bored that I pull my shit together and sit infront of the tv with a bucket instead.
Ditto your feeling that August is nearly over. I have been watching the earlier sunsets with a mixture of awe and disgust.
Hope today is a better day for you. At least you are one day closer to chemical dependence/pleasure!
Can't stop shaking? Give the girl a tumbler full of crushed ice, ice cream, milk and chocolate - I'm sure you'd whip up a good'un in no time. And don't forget the straw
Eric, Nanny is what I call my maternal grandmother (I call my grandfather Pa). On the paternal side, it was strictly grandma and grandpa...but as a child, I thought it terrible that 2 different people should have the same name, and being I was the 1st grandchild on the maternal side, they got rechristened. It is not very usual though to hear of Nannys here in Canada.
Silent: did it actually cure the broken leg?
Paul: I am looking forward to chemical dependence!
I don't know about nanny being the operative term because I have a grams/grandma, my mother is a Nan, and one of aunts is a Nan while my other aunt is currently called Grammi-mi-ma. By my twenty-two year old cousin, thats been going on for ages because because well..its a long a confusing story, but we share the grandmother on one side, and on the other her grandma is my aunt and it gets very confusing when we're talking about family members together....not that any of you are interested. Hope you're feelin' better soon Jay!
my grandmother is...not a good person. our neighbor though let me adopt her as my grandma...i made cookies with her once...so that works ...
and god, i cant write either ... it's killing me ...
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