Sunday, December 29, 2024

Mouthful of spit

Since late winter I've been dealing with muscle tremor.

First my left leg - occasionally, then steadily - now my left hand.

I saw a neurologist in midsummer. He did some physical "tests" - write this, hold this, walk there - and concluded that the shaking was likely "essential tremor", a relatively benign symptom of brain function desuetude that accompanies aging.

But he wanted to see me again this winter to rule out Parkinson's Disease.

Well, the shaking has grown slowly worse. Not shocking or scarily so...

...until last weekend. When I realized that I was salivating. Constantly.

The fancy name for this is "sialorrhea", and it's just plain old drooling. It's to the point where I have to carry around a spit cup like some goober sucking on a bag of worm dirt (that's "snuff" for you non-Eighties-GIs).

Point is...the drooling is strongly - as in reeeeeally strongly - associated with Parkinson's, or other severe neurological issues like ALS.

So.

It's VERY likely I have Parkinson's.

I'm going to call the neurologist Monday to try and get seen ASAP. While Parkinson's has no cure there are treatments that can help quality of life. 

It's going to kill me.

But I won't go easy. I'll fight as long as my life is worth fighting for.

But I thought I'd just say this here and now, so you few remaining readers would know where I'm coming from. It's...not a good place.

Tuesday, December 24, 2024

Eve

 It's my first "post-divorce" Christmas Eve and it's...well, you can imagine.

At least I can enjoy the gifts the rural chucklefucks are now getting from their big win in November:

"Schools in 30 of Oregon’s 36 counties — and schools in other Western states — will receive less federal funding in 2025 after the U.S. House of Representatives failed to reauthorize a 24-year-old bill that typically pays up to $80 million a year for schools and roads in Oregon along with wildfire prevention and conservation work."

Merry Fucking Christmas, goobers. Y'done fucked yourselves. Happy New Year and I hope the tariffs bend you over, too, you ignorant bastards.

You handed them the goverment and now President Musk is gonna give you redhat rednecks a red-ass-whipping while First Lady Donnie Two-Scoops blabbers about Greenland and re-stealing the Panama Canal.

Are you surprised I'm not in a holly jolly mood?

I'm gonna get some rack and go see some nice shelter cats in the morning, then go cook Christmas dinner for Number 1 Son.

I sure as hell feel like 2024 could have gone better.


And why the hell can't you shitkickers get all jiggly about deporting THAT worthless goddamn immigrant back to Africa? Aren't you supposed to hate immigrant scum like him? Try and do SOMEthing right, K?

Honestly. This is the dumbest damn timeline.