I'm drinking heartbreak motor oil and Bombay gin
On the one hand, I have an incipient double ear infection to match my eyes and probable RSV as the cause of it all and in consequence have just slammed a dosage of prednisone intended to open my head like a Saturn V. On the other, partly because I make references of this nature in conversation with doctors and partly because of the tone of voice, apparently, in which I exclaimed during a discussion of the over-prescription of antibiotics, "You're a homeostasis! Don't kick it!" the urgent care doctor who is four chapters into Andy Weir's Project Hail Mary (2021) declared that she is going to hear the rest of the book in my voice, which I am counting as a win.

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Thank you! I hope so, too! My face feels like it's about to fall off!
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Excellence or serious injury!
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When! It! Comes! To! Prednisone! There! Are! No! Minor! Possibilities!
(attempting to jest about the emotional intensity of it all.)
May it bring you back to the senses you wish to have.
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Thank you!
My nose started running for the first time in a week, which I am choosing to believe means something.