Did I also mention that we’ve had several (large) moths in the house this week too? And that both of them were also dispatched by me, inside the same bathroom? This is fast turning into a kind of weird Thunderdome scenario for me. Which is ok so far, in that I’ve been winning. But it’s still a little unnerving.
Here’s a weird thing that’s happened over the weekend: I had trouble falling asleep. If you talk to Liz, you’ll find out just how unusual this is. I usually fall asleep within 5-10 minutes of my head hitting the pillow. I fall asleep faster than a narcoleptic on Quaaludes.
After a full day yesterday of backyard concrete demo, I woke up on Sunday extremely stiff and sore. The kind of sore that causes a sound to come from your mouth, every time you either stand up or sit down. It is an embarrassing sound.
Hard to know if this variation is closer to my actual name or not. Despite the squiggles at the beginning and end, I think this was written out in one motion – so they heard my name as “Flexis.” Which technically has all the proper letters of my name, just slightly out of order. And with an extra “S” thrown in for free.
Fitbit is perhaps the most recognized product for what’s come to be known as the quantified self. There are tons of other products out there now that do similar tracking: running apps, biking apps, food and calorie counters, and so on. And the biggest thing is, is that the more data you provide… the more useful the results.
It’s funny – a friend mentioned that I see to have regular trouble with my name like this, but also that I seem to be the one constant in every single scenario. So it’s very likely my own pronunciation or diction causing this.
I like this photo because it captures a lot of what we do, when we arrive home. Which is namely: pausing at the sidewalk, and looking at all the flowers that have started to bloom.
Today is my actual birthday, and I’ve lingered on the day more than I did last year (when I turned 40). I don’t think I ever really came to grips with that particular milestone, and may have successfully just buried those thoughts/feelings for some time. It feels like all the anxieties of hitting 40 are just now starting to bubble up.
I don’t have as many reflections on accuracy and understanding as the last time. I just found this version kind if silly and funny. I didn’t notice it until hours later, but it seems that whoever wrote my name down tried to dot the “h.” Hysterical.
I learned that the numbness is normal, and usually takes a long time to recover. The cyst (which is what I have) was impacting the nerve endings in the roof of my mouth – and at times, it can stretch the area. In some cases, numbness goes away after 2 weeks or so. But if the nerve endings end up dying as a result of being stretched, it takes longer for them to grow back. The rate Dr. Powell told me was something in the area of 1mm per day.
While I was waiting to get my second round of prescriptions at the pharmacy, I spotted a sign that they require identification from anyone under 40. My first reaction was: wow, that’s super old. And then a split second later, I had the stark realization that waitaminute, I’m 40 years old.
But it’s a weird feeling I have now. I have extra time, and what seems like extra brain cycles that aren’t being utilized. I’ve tried relaxing a bit – watching a few movies here and there. I’ve been playing Hearthstone more lately. But despite my wanting to take a break, I’m feeling… itchy. Impatient. I feel like I’m sitting still, and I don’t like it.
This “developmental cyst” that I have (and its subsequent infection) has really put me out of commission the last few days. I’ve been unable to concentrate, and mostly unable to even relax. The pain/discomfort is ever-present, and only in a few instances has it abated enough to where I could really focus on something besides the discomfort.
Though Dr. Heath had some suspicious as to what this might be, he told me that none of the potential causes was “frightening.” Which is good, because in my head I was concocting up a whole slew of possible things (and all of them were frightening).