I had the quarterly Botox-for-migraines treatment on Wednesday. And I’ve awakened with a migraine on Thursday and Friday.
Seriously, that’s totally unfair. Knock it off! shakes fist at sky
Rosalynn Carter. Named after her grandmother Rosa.
**“Rose-a-lynn.”
Not “Rozz-a-lynn.”**
Fuck’s sake, NPR, you should fucking well know how to say her damn name.
Except that Jimmy Carter always pronounced it Rozz, if I recall.
“Why is Jimmy Carter like the Long Island Railroad?”
“They both pull out of Roslyn at 7:02.”
See, I totally recall differently, but I’m not sure if that’s just a weird perception filter based on how she pronounces it.
I’m at work and have no speakers–would one of you lovely people dig up a clip of Jimmy talking about Rosalynn?
Here you go. It’s about 30 seconds in, and it’s Rose-lyn, not Rozz.
Aww, are the kitty’s claws okay? 
Maggie has grown up to be a very lovely (if pointy) young lady, hasn’t she?
Aloe will help with that scratch. Fresh from the plant is best, but I think the stuff in a bottle will work too.
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Here you go. It’s about 30 seconds in, and it’s Rose-lyn, not Rozz.
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I really, really hate ocular migraines. Not only does my vision go wonky, but so does my speech, and then I have this low-grade headache for hours afterward.
I try not to complain about mine as the headache often doesn’t appear and/or the ibuprofen I take as the aura appears eliminates it. I haven’t skipped the ibuprofen just in case it’s doing the trick. At the time the aura appears, I get sorta tunnel vision, I can’t read, and I say sentences backwards. The longest one’s lasted has been about 20 minutes. Neither my ophthalmologist nor PCP seem to be concerned so far. Weird. And a PITA when they happen during work.
Why do young smokers insist on loudly smacking their pack of cancer sticks in their palm before going outside to light up? I’m guessing it somehow enhances the flavor or something like that in the cigarette.
That’s fine. Prep your fucking Lucky Strikes OUTSIDE. When you do it in a restaurant or bar you are just a douche. Then again knowing the personality and lack of regard for others most smokers have, I’m guessing this one last ways they can passively aggressively annoy other patrons now that the law has forced them to smoke outside. Kinda how they now crowd around the front entrance of every establishment blocking the entrance and forcing non smokers to enter and exit a haze of smoke whenever entering or leaving.
One of these days I’m going to prep a pack of L&Ms by smacking a pack across one of these idiots faces, and sticking a lit lung liquidator in each eye.
ChefGuy and SeaDragonTattoo, we should start the “crappy migraine club”. 
Day two, still a low-grade one. For added amusement, I’m able to think, but I think one word and my fingers type a similar word. Example, I typed “low-grade” above, as “low-grain”, which is totally different.
Luckily, my work team is made up mostly of doctors, and they can now ID when I’ve got an active migraine (my speech goes a little wonky, too). I get a little gentle ribbing about a few of the malapropisms.
An unrelated complaint:
Yes, I’m lucky to have pretty much enough to cover my expenses.
However, this pay period, I was looking forward to having a couple of *extra *dollars to throw into my “discretionary purchases” fund.
Until the car battery died. Dead, died. Died really bad. DEAD, dead, dead.
Little bastard.
russian heel - Something about packing the tobacco down. I dunno. It’s not a new thing, I’ve been seeing this for decades with all ages of smokers. In Chicago, there’s a 15 foot rule about smoking near entrances. I’d make sure the establishment manager is seeing to it that’s the case. Here, they’ll put the butt collection urns either by the curb or down the sidewalk a ways, where the smokers tend to gather. It’s not great, but it’s better than navigating through people blocking the entrance. Personally, I’d be happier if they at least made employees use the rear entrance.
There’s a large building I walk past on my way to and from work. Back when it was one company and fully occupied, they had a smoker’s lean-to along a side street where they could gather, be away from the entrances, and be protected from the weather. The big company moved out and now it’s only partially occupied by a State service. Foot traffic is higher from clients, though, and the lean-to was removed. So now I have to walk across the street because navigating through all the smokers strewn along the sidewalk (well away from the entrances, mind, the building occupies its own block) gives me a headache.
Dammit! Know the feeling. I had 12 hours of time-and-a-half coming extra on this paycheck and it’s already spent. Sigh.
I’m still not really complaining about the particular migraines I get - compared to other people who get them often and get the kind that lay them out for a day or more, I got nothing to stand on. A friend of mine gets these weird abdominal migraines that seem to be largely weather related. I try not to dismiss them as all in her head, something is making her feel like crap on the regular. I just don’t understand what’s happening.
As for the cigarette thing, amusing column by Cecil on this one (it’s the second question addressed in that column).
My elderly mother has had to spend thousands of dollars over the last year on her teeth, because at her age, there was really nothing there but stubs. She has had to have two plates, one upper and one lower, and we are one month away from paying off the dentist. So tonight, for some reason which even she doesn’t know, she decided to clean her teeth over the kitchen sink, while she was running the garbage disposal. And naturally, she dropped BOTH plates into the disposal. One is broken in several pieces, one seems to be okay. She had a dentist’s appointment early Tuesday morning, but it’s now Friday evening, and I don’t even know if the dentist’s office is open on Saturdays. I called them and left a message asking them to give us a call to see if they can squeeze us in Saturday or Monday, but I’m sure we’re going to have to pay many more bucks to replace the broken plate.
Having to be caretaker for an elderly parent is very tiring.
Never used to have the aphasia with the migraines (until about a year and a half ago), just the vision/reading problems. I was reading when this one struck, and suddenly the words I was reading weren’t translating to my brain, i.e., something like “Would you like to go?” was looking like “Wolf due lake go?” And when I tried to talk to my wife, the words didn’t come out right. Lasted about five minutes, then was fine. Took a brief nap and now have the usual low-level headache. Weird shit.