August 23rd, 2007

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World of pain

Feh. Coming off the steroids after my trip has been a very unpleasant experience. Despite how much sleep I've missed out on, I find that I can't manage to keep unconscious for more than a couple hours at a time before pain wakes me up again. At that point, I'll be up for a while until it recedes and if I try to sleep again, the cycle repeats. It's driving me bonkers. It's sad to realize that I was far more functional when I was running around the con than I am at home. I can only hope that things stabilize after a bit or I'm going to fall flat on my face at some point.

On another note, I finished up the first month of the Enbrel while at gencon and should be getting another month's worth today. I still can't decide if it's having any effect at all, positive or negative. I think most of the positive effect I experienced on the trip is due to the steroids, though it's hard to say for sure. Now that I'm off of them, it should be easier to figure out if Enbrel is actually helping on its own. I've gotten used to the idea of the injections, having gone through 7 of them now, and while it's still not pleasant, it's not something I'm freaking out about either. Just goes to show that you can get used to anything given enough time and exposure.

If I can actually get some rest at some point, I'll try to start resizing and uploading the chicago and gencon pictures. The final count was something like 265 pictures total. Even if a good chunk are duplicates or unusable, I figure it's still going to be a job that takes hours.
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Google saves lives

For once, teh internets has proven to be a force for good. Earlier today, google helped save the life of Lucky the Maltese. Turns out that my mom took him and another one of the dogs out with her when she went to do some shopping. It was a pretty cool day here, just topping the mid 70's but it's been humid as heck. At one point, they were left in the car with the windows opened for around 20 minutes and it was enough to send Lucky into a spazz attack. By the time she called me over, he was panting really loud and fast and was trembling, looking unsteady on his feet. She had no clue what was wrong with him but a quick google search showed that the culprit was heat exhaustion. The search also provided info on what to do as treatment so he got a dunking in cool water, with the fan going. It wasn't too long before he was back to normal and prancing about.

It's the first time I've ever seen heat exhaustion before, and I certainly wouldn't have suspected it on so mild a day. Without the info identifying what was wrong, we probably would have just left him alone, hoping he would recover. God only knows what sorta damage that might have caused. My sister is going to take him to the vet in a couple days just to make sure he's hunky dorey, but aid was applied so quickly that I'm sure he's probably fine.

On a sidenote, I've now got a giant tub of codeine in front of me. It's supposedly enough to kill 14-28 people. Hmmm....