This image is from the movie You Kill Me. It’s a cute/quirky movie with Tea Leoni, Ben Kingsley, and Luke Wilson, with great dialog. It’s one of the best “hit man” movies I can recall, right up there with Leon: The Professional and Grosse Pointe Blank. It’s currently available on Netflix.
One way to describe what I was going through was “brain fog,” or having difficulty thinking clearly, articulating my thoughts, and remembering anything. This quote comes from the mastocytosis.ca web page:
“When the symptoms occur, it is common for patients to have difficulty thinking clearly ... mast cells are in every organ including the brain.”
This is a list of “Nonimmunologic histamine releasers other degranulation triggers” from the Mastocytosis Society of Canada. Please see their website for more information about Mastocytosis triggers.
I just read that mast cell diseases are inherited, and this list makes me wonder if this comes from my dad’s side of the family. I know that he was allergic to quinine, which is on this list, and if I remember the story right, one of his brothers died when given a radioactive dye during an MRI or CT Scan. I got very sick the last time I was given dye during an MRI, and immediately broke out in hives.
This espn.com article on having a sports psychologist isn’t very deep, but the paragraph shown in this image reminds me of Tiger Woods “Standard Operating Procedures” (SOP) he used to use in golfing. His father was in the military, and as I remember it, he taught Tiger to have SOP routines for approaching every ball.
I can’t remember the person’s name right now, but there’s a popular sports psychologist in Colorado who works with Adam Gase, some of the Broncos players, and the University of Alabama football program.
As someone who is dealing with something like Mastocytosis or histamine intolerance, this book, “My Crazy Life: A Humorous Guide to Understanding Mast Cell Disorders,” strikes a chord with me. For a long time you walk around going “WTF?,” and during that entire process you find that American doctors are no help at all.
I ended up in the hospital (ER) again yesterday. For some reason, after I got out and was laying in bed, I started thinking about and looking up different odds:
Today’s song of the day is Can’t Shake You, by Gloriana:
Today’s song of the day is The Sweetest Taboo, by Sade. Back in my college bartending days, we used to play Sade’s songs during the initial setup time, when very few people were in the nightclub.
“The rightward slant in your handwriting indicates a romantic nature, Audrey. A heart that yearns. Be careful.”
This nih.gov page has good information on mineral and bone problems (pain, easily breaking) for people who have Chronic Kidney Disease (CKD). I talked to my doctor several times within the last year that it felt like my bones were spontaneously breaking for no apparent reason — such as when I was sitting in a chair — and even though she knew I had CKD, she didn’t know any of this information.
This image is from a medium.com article titled, The Big “Fat” Lie.
I think last night was the first night this autumn/fall that the temperature dropped down to 40 degrees in the Boulder, Colorado area. (Imagine from wunderground.com.)
“What disturbs the mind? Wanting, wanting, wanting everything.”
~ Swami Satchidananda
This map from this medium.com article shows the most expensive housing markets in the United States. (Which helps to explain why some seemingly average-looking homes in Colorado are so expensive.)
“Are you stressed? Stress is caused by being ‘here’ but wanting to be ‘there.’”
From The Power of Now, by Eckhart Tolle.
After Lovely Rita, the song I’ve listened to the most this past week is Breaking the Girl, by the Red Hot Chili Peppers:
I started an “autoimmune” diet a few weeks ago, and one thing it has done is to make my problems more consistent. This is one of my current problems: at rest my blood pressure is usually low and my heart rate is often in the 95-110 beats per minute range.
What started off as an accidental finding resulted in me performing a test on myself the last few weeks. The results are in, and I think they’re pretty conclusive: right before going to bed, if I turn off the tv (or put down the book I’m reading) and meditate for a little while, I remember my dreams more, sleep less, and wake up more refreshed.
A friend was in Talkeetna recently, and sent me a picture of what this cabin looks like these days. Skipping over that, this is what it looked like in mid-September when I lived there.
A long time ago I wrote about how to improve your iTunes song quality, but that article was about how to make the songs you already have in iTunes sound their best through a couple of tweaks.
This morning I was again listening to a song on YouTube, and then I checked it against the same song I have in iTunes, and the YouTube song quality sounded better than my song, which I purchased through Amazon.com. In short, that led me to find this amazon page where they discuss the (poor) quality of their MP3s, part of which is shown in this image. IMHO, I don’t think people are that concerned about 5 MB file sizes and 56k dialup connections in most places. (They could make this an option.)
