pdp1@EARTHLINK.NET on sat 1 may 04
times ohteeish, (1)
...as include legedimate and sincere Clay concerns...Art
concerns...Health concerns...and passing matters of Alien
esthetics...and...(if chopped mercylessly into 'parts')...is
one of
three, for brevity sake...
Hi Kelly,
...below...a little more, amid...
----- Original Message -----
From: "primalmommy"
> I am a bit crabby myself this week due to an inability to
breathe. The
> joys of (adult onset) asthma I have experienced thus far
are just the
> tip of the iceberg, apparently.
As for moi, I am not crabby ( I am never 'crabby' in fact,
for which I, and others, may be glad ), but
allergies are wangin' on me like i got cee-ment bags tied to
my you-know-what ( huh - ?) as well the usual
dizz-knee-land big lolling 'head' feeling of "Hi ho...Hi
ho...it's off to Work we go..." and general woozy, dopey,
sneezy, sniffy, doc ( ?) , and
blinky-puffy-eyed, irritated nose ( and nose-a-tated ears)
and other stuff.
Thank god no more 'Fibromialgia' sufferin's
though...(seriously) yup, I
done sayed the 'sigh-oh-narh-uh' to that old bad boy...and
sent 'im packin'...so just these easy enough if none too fun
pesky symptoms left to go. AND all my friend here, as well
as my several acquaintences, all have, ALL of it
'bad'...real bad too...allergies wangin' on them like
nobody's business...fibromialgia doin' it's heavy-heeled
tap-dance upon
their heads and bodies and all...bad...real 'bad'...
Now:
Have you gotten rid of those 'rugs' or 'walltowallcarpets'
dear one?
Gone to one 'corner', workt yer fingers under it
'there'...and, "yank"? And keep yankin'..?
...didja?
Give 'em the "Heave-Ho"...?
Rip 'em the hell "out"?
> Now my kids get a chest cold and I get
> slammed... then teach at the guild -- (the dust of 7 hours
with forced
> air heat, 10 spinning wheels, and 10 dust-tracking,
clay-unbagging,
> air-stirring students) -- means nights with the inhaler in
one hand and
> the phone in the other ready to call 911 if I can't start
breathing
> again... means more chest x-rays and handfuls of
prescription drugs,
> each with it's own nasty side effect..
Not so good...
> the damn rescue inhaler that
> opens up my lungs also makes my hands shake so hard I can
hardly make a
> demo pot.. my voice is a squeak and a whisper, I cannot
sing to my
> child, call a kid in for supper, or read a story without
stopping to
> gasp mid-sentence.. I cannot plant my lettuce without
sitting to gasp
> for air.. and I have now been told no more coffee, even
decaf, no
> beer/alcohol or carbonated beverages, no spicy food, no
chocolate, no
> cream/butter/anything worth eating. I get up in the
morning and stare at
> my coffee pot and sigh (wheeze).
How about them 'rugs', or wall-to-wall-carpets, did you get
rid of 'them'...?
You know, the 'carpets' and so on?
...did you get rid of them?
Them and the 'rugs'?
Are they 'gone'?
The 'rugs' and so on?
And the 'Carpets'?
Gone are they?
Well...?
...are they? - "Gone"...?
Is that hepafilter cover 'on' the mattress and on the
pill-ohs?
And if it is, are ye Launderin' it 'regular' like?
Well?
> I am wallowing in anger and self pity to the point where I
will NOT
> (today) launch into a post about fiber, silica,
nonchalance about safety
> because it would be long and "caustic" and the same old
tune anyway. Do
> what you want. But breathing is a GOOD thing.
Oooooooo...I am so sorry Kelly...to hear of all
this...sheeeeesh...I wish it weren't so, or so damned 'so'
anyway...
Yes, I agree...'Beathing' IS a good thing.
I used to have the 'sleep apnia'...I had it waking too...not
so good...
That and the odd Asthma episode as I do not enjoy either.
Never had no 'inhailer' though...friends of mine did...do...
> If you take it for granted
> and advise newbies to ignore basic safety rules, I promise
I will come
> to your house and hold a pillow over your face so you have
to fight for
> every breath. For, like, a week.
Now, will that Pill-Oh have a hepa filter on it? Or, will it
be some quietly nasty, if charming old thing ( like all
of mine used to be, and, most still are, ) from the
'ooohs or the 'teens, full of whipped-cream kinda softe
WAY pre-stontium 90 'Goose Down' or 'Eider Down' with
umteen billions of generations of dust-mite-husks and
nematode-exoskeletans riseing out of 'em like 'steam' or
subvisual
clouds of swarming 'Locusts' or something? Nice old time
little-flower-in-lines-pattern ticking? -
those sweet 'even' basted stitches on the 'end'?
When I used to fluff them...it looked like 'smoke'...
Yours...sympathetically
and...with...sniff...blink...hack...sigh...as well,
Phil
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