Friday, February 27, 2009

Could someone please bring me...

I am sitting here on my couch, leg elevated, and an extra long heating pad shoved down the right leg of my flannel lounge pants, along the length of my saffenous vein. I am taking 2 Aleve twice a day to lessen the inflammation (phlebitis). The surgical procedure cannot be scheduled until the phlebitis is absent. So I have an excuse to be a couch potato for about 2 weeks. But I live alone and my cats won't make my coffee, cook dinner, do laundry, or get the mail.

I feel like an old man. And if you tell me that yes, you are 44, you are an old man, then I will say... OK I won't write what I would say. When I get up off of the couch I have to remember to unplug myself from the extension cord. I then walk around with a thick electrical cord sticking up out of the waist of my pants, dangling to the floor and dragging along behind me. One of my cats enjoys playing with it. He thinks I'm more fun than ever. Just a big mousey with a long tail.

Prior to this week I thought this stupid vein was a fluke, but I've now been told by the doctor that I'm just unlucky. The veins closest to the surface of my legs will always have a tendency to develop varicosities, and maybe some of them in deeper unbounded locations as well. And when I stand up they have a tendency to flatten out, according to the befuddled sonogram technician. So far it seems that my arteries are OK. I have no problem getting blood to my parts since my heart and arterial plumbing seems to get the job done just fine, its the lousey plumbing I have for making the return trip that is questionable.

Some may wonder what most of my posts have to do with depression. I have pictures of my cats on my blog homepage, and that li'l bit of "cute factor" doesn't gain me credibility I'm sure (especially with some blogger named Stan... LOL). Well I counter, everything in ones life has to do with depression if one is depressed, or prone to be such. And health issues can be especially related. My blog is not a mental health advocacy blog. I'm just trying to make it day to day and sharing my journey, and hanging out at some blogs that actually can justify their existence as being useful to others.

I read yesterday in a blog that was bashing someone else's blog, that any Tom, Dick or Harry can create a blog these days, and garner the traffic of legitimate blogs like his own. (I can hear a sense of inferiority and need for attention a mile away.) It was as if he resented the fact that us little people, or "useless eaters" were simply a nuisance to be discounted. While at the same time assuming that his blog was legitimate and in some way necessary. But wasn't that the original point of the blogosphere? That anyone can do it, and the world is a much richer place because of the diversity of experience to be found there? Well, maybe not, but its why I blog. And its certainly a lot easier to get a blog up and running than an old-fashioned useless website. Anyone who resents the little bloggers having a voice too, should get out of blogging altogether and simply create a website and be a real professional.

But I rant, or was beginning too. And I'm just in a bad mood again. So if your veins are OK, and you can make your own coffee without being in a race to get back to the couch, and not trip over an electrical cord on the way, or over the cat who is attempting to hold on to said extension cord, and then once wrestling the cord from the cat has been accomplishing, remembering to plug yourself in like some questionable bedside appliance... well then you can be thankful.

But of course you have your own set of challenges. We all do (even Stan). In the world in which I meander, there are those with high white cell counts, bum knees that won't heal, daily bouts of nausea and vomiting, those who are banished to their beds by pharma issues, or daily facing the fact that a beloved child suffers in some way beyond their control. And the list goes on and on. And those things are all worse problems than my stupid veins I've been bitching about.

Hopefully my morosity has at least made you laugh or smile a little, and if that happened at during this reading, then it was worth the several hundren words I tapped out to get the job done. If that didn't happen, then you should probably find something better to do with your time then visiting a blog with alienating antisocial tendencies.

So to you and this wonderful little corner of the blogosphere, this is Pyrs, a.k.a Pete or Peter, signing off. Good night. God bless. And may your dreams come true.

6 comments:

Mark Krusen said...

Peter,

Don't ever apologize for being who you are. I've had small minded people stop by my site from time to time. I'm thankful that they get bored and move on. It saves us both a lot of time.

As to your content. I find it interesting to follow along on your journey as it helps to know that others are in the same or similar circumstance. You know, the same only different.

Sounds to me like you have to get some different cats. My cat does all the things you mention. I must just be lucky.

Ana said...

Peter,
I agree with Mark that you must never apologize.
There are many men who has a cat or dog as a friend.
I have a dog.
We are in this together Peter.
Whinning is good for you health. lol
I visit a lot of blogs and I have to admit that we whine with so much style and dignity that it's a shame.
As I have study literature I believe I will make a study on whinning writers.
I can analyse he style, the contempts...
Dear Lord!
I'll publish a book and finally I will become rich.
People love reading about sad things and catastrophes.
Csan you imagine the success of a book like that?
Please don't get well and write more and more about your problems.
[kidding, kidding, kidding]
I hope you get better.
Don't wait too long to give us some news.
Can't you have someone to clean the house and be with you a few times?
Love,
Ana

Stephany said...

This is your 'unplugged' Pete post right? LOL or were you plugged into the heating pad while typing?

I hope the Aleve helps, get better soon!

Stan said...

Dear Pete:

Sounds like you have that heating pad up a little far and it's cut circulation to your brain. If you’re going to go to those lengths; then get a script of those little blue stand up and salute pills, light a couple of candles, and slip on your best of Barry Manilow CD's to set the mood in the back ground {Laughing}.

I really don't have any problem with others having blogs; even if they are stupid and wrong. {Laughing}I believe those people just make me sound more rational and sane {Smirk}.
Take care of that leg; I heard depression can cause deep vein thrombosis in some extreme cases {laughing}.
You’re Bloggery Pal,
Stan

susan said...

Dear Pete,
Good picture of you, did you get Shen or Michael to take it?
Next time show your face!

I hope you feel better soon, and that Shen can get his nom-noms.

Susan and Hollycat

Pyrs said...

@Mark - Thank for the encouragement. And also, your cat sounds amazing! LOL

@Ana - How's my neglected (by me) friend in Rio? By the way, I never told you that I thought your photograph that you posted for two days, from when you were 18, was very nice.

@Stephany - Currently I am plugged-in again. I will do another "Antisociallyadept Unplugged" performance soon. Stay posted. (no pun intended... ok, maybe there was)

@Stan - I figured that I left myself wide open for your harassment. Nancy and Hugo say hi.

@Susan - Thanks for the compliment on the picture. I guess I am quite photogenic in my plaid lounge pants stuffed with heating pad, and undershirt showing out from under my sweater. I've been known to look worse I guess.