Archive for September 2nd, 2018

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Posted on Sunday, September 2nd, 2018 at 2:40 am

Finally resolved the digestive issue in this morning’s wee hours.  It had kept me at home for a couple of road trips, so I’m happy to resolve it.  The bloating was getting uncomfortable and straining my repaired abs.  The new hypertension med will hopefully not repeat the problem.  I was happy with the valsartan.  A shame they recalled it.

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Speaking of meds, the pharmacy has been problematic.  Actually, the online refill function and the insurance were the issues, not the pharmacists themselves.  One more refill toward the end of the month, and I’l be set for exile in October, no refills until I get back (knock on wood).

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Had a strange dream about being tattooed.  It came from a video I saw of a band’s performance, the singer had strange tats on his neck.  I dreamed that I joined some social/political group (that part was fuzzy), and the requirement was getting tattooed.  In the dream, I woke up with a flower on each bicep, didn’t dream about the actual imprinting, and I wasn’t happy.  The flowers were the same as on one side of the singer’s neck.  I tried to make them go away, but none of the dream resets was successful, and that was quite frustrating.  I was glad to wake up.

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Weather starting to change, the heat fading ever so slightly, with a continuation in the near future.  Triple digits to lower 90s is a welcome change.  I’ve had my fill of peak summer, though I’m sure I will miss the heat when it turns cool.  It will help in thawing and cooking the freezer contents.  Ribeyes, sirloins, and more to be cooked.  They’ll join ribs, pork loin, chicken, and more that are already cooked while in exile.  I will be fed and dining out during my stay, so no large masses will travel.  But I will have plenty variety to tide me over when I have time to myself.  I just want to empty the freezer as much as possible for my absence, considering the last exile’s debacle.  I will stop replacing what I eat this month.  (Skipping the baby back ribs sale isn’t easy.  But the $4 Blue Bell won’t be a problem.  I’m near the bottom of the tub.)

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September is an expensive month, auto insurance being the big ticket.  But I am still above water.  Now that I have taken care of my digestive tract, I can make a run to Bryan and do bank business.  Maybe even take in a Music School.  All in all, things are looking up, though they weren’t all that bad.