Saturday, April 26, 2008

Recovery blog

I've decided to start a new blog to keep track of my recovery experience, called "Like I Need a Hole in my Head."

Friday, April 25, 2008

Satire executed too well...

...is not funny because it reminds you too well of the things that are tragically wrong. Senator Ron Wyden's reelection campaign has hit that sour note with this commercial

Friday, April 18, 2008

You know, it's true: not having an eating disorder is like having cancer.

Via Gawker, Emily Brill sez:
And If I don't watch every piece of food (and drink) that goes into my mouth and keep up a vigorous cardio and strength training regimen, I will get fat again. This might sound controversial, but sometimes I do feel like a cancer survivor in the sense that every morning when I wake up, I know that there are forces fighting my body to get back to a state of existence that, for my purposes, might as well be death.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Home From The Hospital

Sara's back from the hospital, but not feeling great. Between withdrawal from the steroids (which she's finally done with) and the systemic stress from the infection, she's been sleeping virtually all day. It's hard to tell from text (which is sharp), but she's been groggy for the last few days.

We'll be going back up to Seattle next Wednesday to have the neurosurgeon check out the wound (now that it's infected, he's interested).

-- ACS

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Things are looking up

Lab results have returned saying that it is a plain ol' vanilla staph infection.Not the real scary kind. I get to stay in the hospital another night to do some more iv antibiotics, just in case. Looks like I can just go home with a bunch of oral antibiotics tomorrow.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Down but not out

I was hoping to be done with hospitals for a while, but no such luck. Am feeling pretty good so far, (especially after taking some painkillers) and taking that as a good sign. I didn't even manage to develop a fever, and I don't feel sick, really. I'll hear more about my blood cultures tomorrow morning.

Bad News

For those of you that have been looking forward to getting rid of me for good, you're out of luck.

Sara's back in the hospital. Her incision has gotten (a little) infected; they're treating it with a hardcore course of antibiotics, so it doesn't infect her skull or brain; she'll be back out in a couple days. No big deal. She doesn't even have a fever.

-- ACS

Monday, April 07, 2008

Ew, a tampon!

Via Zombie Z, Bitch PhD has a great post (if you're in public reading this, beware the link's bum-exposing photo) discussing the way that people treat menstruation like it's a bizarre and embarassing body function that we should all ignore as completely as possible. It's only because people assume that professional people and people in public are going to be men that I have to spend my Coke money on a tampon in a vending machine.

Why aren't they provided for free in public restrooms, like toilet paper?

Sunday, April 06, 2008

It's not like it's cosemetology, or citrus-comparing, it's brain surgery

I have learned lately that neurosurgery is not a something that necessarily intersects with skill at cosemetology (you ought to have seen the haircut I got for surgery) or estimating the size of citrus fruits.

Ever heard the rule that doctors always compare tumor sizes to fruit? The thing I had in my head was compared to an orange. But it was about 5 cm. Think golf ball. Or if you insist, maybe a Key lime. This goes to show what happens when your country refuses to adopt the metric system.

Recovery Update

Anyone curious about how I've been doing will probably be glad to know I'm feeling better and stronger almost every day, though not as I transition off of the insane drugs I've been taking. If my blog updates have been too few and far between for your liking, you might want to find me on Facebook (with a name as generic as mine, I'll be easy to find!, where I've been putting up more updates.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

The most misandristic thing I've ever read

...from a comment thread at feministing, its author seems to believe that men deserve sympathy because they just can't help raping. My heart, it bleeds. That sure sounds rough. So it's the feminists demanding that rapists be held accountable for their crimes that hate men?

You can still be a foodie during Earth Hour

My town did not appear to be hip to the whole Earth Hour concept, so I totally skipped it. With temperatures dipping below 30 at night still, it wasn't very tempting. Via Slashfood, Food bloggers weren't about to take the night off from eating well. No interesting uncooked recipes from me, I haven't had a lot of energy for cooking lately.



Cross-posted at Cogitamus