Pattern Recognition
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"Every time I see an adult on a bicycle I no longer despair for the future of the human race"
........ H G Wells
"Luck favours the prepared mind"
........ Louis Pasteur
"Never to get lost is not to live, not to know how to get lost brings you to destruction, and somewhere in the terra incognita in between lies a life of discovery."
........ Rebecca Solnit
"Give, give, give -- what is the point of having experience, knowledge or talent if I don't give it away? Of having stories if I don't tell them to others? Of having wealth if I don't share it? I don't intend to be cremated with any of it! It is in giving that I connect with others, with the world and with the divine."
........ Isabel Allende
"Don't ask yourself what the world needs - ask yourself what makes you come alive, and then go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."
........ Harold Thurman Whitman
"The real voyage of discovery consists not of seeing new landscapes, but in having new eyes...."
........ Marcel Proust
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Finnish Tango at Guildhall Yard
It was terrifying because my immune system is low. Public transport, groups of people, bird flu, insects (I got bitten on the dodgy arm) and it made me realise that I absolutely shouldn't travel on planes or go to airports.
But it was also incredibly energising. I loved the work (as ever), I loved dancing (even though it probably wasn't sensible), it was great to mix with new people and it was great to catch up with the few tangueros I already new.
The morning after
All fine. There's a nasty bruise developing from about 3" from the point of IV entry along about 3" of vein (the part that hurt while the fluids were going in - I was warned about this bruising). It makes typing interesting but isn't insurmountable. I've taken arnica but doubt it'll have a chance as it'll be swamped by all the substances already in my body.
Also, if I allow myself to feel it I'm achingly tired. However, compared to last year when I was really ill (ie from whatever I picked up in Argentina rather than from therapeutic poisons) I was far worse.
I've eaten (my current favourite breakfast is Spanish tortilla) with no effects other than the feeling I get when something's more oily than I like - which it was.
Hope it stays this way
It begins
I feel fine but tired. Tired might be due to the stress of the day, because I got up at 5ish (as more-or-less-usual) or it might be because I decided to do 20 minutes on the exercise bike. I'm now waiting to see what happens next while hoping/praying that what happens is nothing.
Instead of the hour I was advised we were there from 10:20 to 6ish (I was too intent on getting out to take a note). 3.5 hours of the delay were due to the pain I felt every time the poisons were introduced at what other people must consider a reasonable rate.
Apart from the records thing, there was a 'we haven't had your perscriptions signed yet' thing (they only had 15 days so must be massively underresourced), a 'oops we forgot about the cold cap thing' (despite my reminding them in the introductory talk) and a 'the head nurse is getting the tyre on her car fixed' thing... although not in that order
that was fun
First and Last for 2009
Last time I'll be leaving the hair salon with long hair