Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

"When I was a boy of ten I was convinced that I had been killed repeatedly in my own lifetime. I reckoned that most people had been killed pretty often, but each time death approached their consciousness would slip into an alternate timeline where whatever killed them was either nonlethal or nonexistant, leaving observers a dead body, unwise to the escape. How many times, I wondered, had an airplane fallen on my house or crocodiles invaded my room, only to have my mind flee to a safer plane of existence? Where this true, and one also assumed that there are an infinite number of universes to choose from, then every person on Earth would eventually exist in a world where they were the oldest living thing, their apparent immortality unexplained by conventional science. Knowing this, I decided to test my hypothesis: if I were to die, then I was wrong. But if I didn't, my theory was true.

"So far, so good."

-- cartoonist Aaron Diaz, author/artist of Dresden Codak, 2006-03-23

I am not having a good week. And I think I know why. Now I need to see whether I can get an official medical opinion about stopping the drug that's causing the trouble, without having to go sit in an ER or waiting until next week. (It's one you're not supposed to stop suddenly, but I don't know whether my dosage is high enough for that to matter.) I'm waiting for a call back from a doctor at my official primary care provider (the outfit the clinic established some sort of connection to in order to keep seeing patients under the state-run system that they had been treating under the city-run program).

I would very much like to feel sane again. Soon.

I think I'll hold off on a full description of my symptoms until I can do so in the past tense, especially since one of them is the tendency to describe the others with maximum teenaged angst and drama, and I may be just a wee bit too old to be given slack for that. (But this might be the time to dig out the poetry I wrote in high school and reread it in a suitable mood to appreciate it, right?)

On the physical pain front (the reason I was given this drug in the first place), I have had, in the past week, both some of the least painful days I've had in months, and some of the most painful days I've had in years.

In the meantime, a cute/mindless meme that's been going around, since I like the result I got:

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Reverend Lady Glenn the Sentient of Lower Hellswicke Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title