It's very sweet of you to consider my health, but I passed the cardiolite, though I'm sure that will be on the agenda again soon. (They seem to want one for every surgery--it's annoying.)
I have some evidence of lung damage (that's new but hardly surprising) my liver has some fatty deposits, but no scarring, no lesions. My pancreas seems to have no aberrations from the results of my last MRI, but my gallbladder kicks like chitty chitty bang bang--so I have to go find me another specialist for that. I did have an extended case of shingles, aggravated by a bacterial infection, as well as various stressful triggers including family deaths and Katrita. (We must'n't forget Hurricane Rita-I know I won't.) My liver enzymes are still "beautiful", much to everyone's dismay and amazement (? I dunno. I thought it was cause to celebrate m'self.) My lungs are remarkably clear (those are the doc's words not mine) and I um, have excellent lung capacity--for now. I do have post-herpetic neuralgia in my left leg, which limits my mobility. (I fall down. I get up though. I'm a working on being a weeble.) And sorry to dispel the rumors,(which I confess I did nothing to dispel) but even my lithium levels and all those other brainy chemicals are within range. (One does not throw as many temper tantrums in doctors' offices without sparking a little curiousity about yer head.) Lessee, what else? I'm overweight, so that makes me uncomfortable and yes, I do have some cardiovascular issues--probably from sitting in this chair, smoking too many cigarettes, and lounging over there-->in bed.
But? My blood pressure was perfect, but yes, sweet B'deer, like everybody else's, it fluctuates. It's only due to the shingles and my apparent perpetual proclivity to pox, I'm supposed to be..um, serene.
I'm on St. John's Wort, Valerian, Toradol, Norco, and Gabapentin (both for nerve damage and mood swings). OH. And occasional Lysine, and for some reason? Vitamin K--again. Remind me to ask about that one.
And yes, sometimes I get upset. It goes away. Sometimes I'm happy. That goes away too. It's all very cyclic.
But I don't mind discussion about Katrina.
I do mind pointless partisanship finger-pointing. I'm all for finding out what really happened, just so that it won't happen to....ya'll. (Or even me again, because I am looking around for a cave.)
I'd to clear up that the toxic shock occurred when I pulled up moldy carpet with no respiratory protection--before Katrina, in another house that had a slow plumbing leak. It was misdiagnosed as a form arthritis, and I was injected with doses of steroids, which I stopped in mid-treatment through sheer will and stupidy.
Steroid Withdrawals are worse than heroin.
I had a few other problems (one of which I really underestimated, but I'm stacking the dominoes back up one at a time.
I tell you all of this to let you know that I think I can handle this. *chuckling*
When I get upset--I'll quaff down some Valerian and go read my Eckhardt Tolle.
So yes, please do proceed. I'm enjoying help with the fact finding, and I think I can sort out my opinion out of the fray.
Mike? Thank you for quoting my guy, Chris Rose. He said it best. We are resilient. My opinion of Blanco is tepid, but I give her nods for doing her job in an incredibly difficult situation.
I don't think I would have given up control of The National Guard either. I am also pleased that her efforts afforded Louisiana a greater portion of profits from their natural resources, so that we can indeed pull ourselves up by the white straps of our own shrimp boots. The fact that we have screamed about our eroding coastline for years, and the convenience that the Federal Government actually profited from that by grabbing more maritime oil resources from our offshore wells has annoyed me a bit for...a couple of decades now.
I duly note my rage at the disappearance of "Mayor" Ray Nagin, but it is second only to the five day inaction by President Bush.
I'm a little ticked at everybody when it came to that. It was a dismal and heartbreaking scenario for the entire world to watch bodies floating in an American City, while a clusterduck of beauracracy waited for orders and direction from...no one.
I'm incredulous that we refused monetary assistance from foreign countries simply because there was no precedented plan on how to utilize that. (I thought it could rebuild a few houses, but what do I know?)
I believe our Coast Guard had it together though. They didn't wait for orders. They just um, saw people in trouble and picked them and brought them to higher ground.
Seemed logical to me too.
I was embarrassed that local governments were just as addled and confused, but I guess it's no more embarrassing than messing up a Presidential Election. (Bob? I was gonna bring that up, but you beat me to it. *shrug* I gave myself a break and went to see Sex in The City. *chuckle* So sue me.)
What amazes me is that we did have a plan in place--for the very first time--to evacuate the city of New Orleans. It would have worked if the poverty stricken folk hadn't been completely disregarded. I still think it worked remarkably well, even after spending 17 hours in a traffic jam.
We're so far south we're in dah watah.
So that's to be expected.
What confounds me to this day is that there was no apparent plan as to what to do with the population of New Orleans once they were removed from the city. Apparently all of this was anticipated, except for that. And the incredible idea that people would actually want to return home wasn't considered either--because we very nearly had nothing to come home to. Like what happened in Gulfport. They took our "bullet" and my heart is with my Mississippi friends as well. The Redneck Riviera happens to be part of what I call "home". (I mean, the band must have hit every roadhouse from here to thar...)
But the whole of the story, I can't write in one night. I have trouble writing a coherent story when I don't have direction to the end--so right now, all I have is...anecdote.
Y'see? I had contact with people who had remained, and I still wanted to come home. I know I said otherwise, but it's like the old playing card, "There is a tie that binds us to our homes.".
Have no doubts that a very small war occurred in New Orleans during those days. There were vigilante groups roaming the flooded back streets, and I know this, but smile, short term memory loss on names. *karen taps her head and winks*
The problems of generational poverty and resulting racism, crime, political corruption on all levels was revealed, and I believe that this historical storm will go down in the history books as one of the sorriest points of the Bush Administration. No, I don't think he created Katrina, Mike.
But he contributed to the chaos by doing nothing, and his own cronyism was revealed when his friends proved to be inept at everything but how to look better on tv.
The trailers were not a surprise to me. And ironically, it was in a trailer that I found refuge from the storm.
(I prayed to find a place to go that no one else would think of...nod--a trailer park!)
So thank you all, truly, for your contributions and opinions. I happen to think they all matter and are equally legitimate. But I doubt seriously if it's going to change the life-altering pivot of that storm, and how an entire culture became an anachronism overnight. (Um, Chris Rose said the same thing--but I do believe I posted that in this forum before the publication of his column. So *chuckling*--you were right about that Mike--Mr. Rose and I do think alike.)
So keep on it. It's important.
And all of this underscores my point, that we need to stop throwing money into an optional war, and start putting some money into good housekeeping.
Our roads, our bridges, our levees, our dams, our coastlines, indiscriminate logging practices, all of which add up to a bit of sighing, ecology.
And "Green" should not become a dirty word, as "liberal" did, and yes, Bob, the insiduous degradation of the terminlogy of Democrat and Democratic.
(note on partisanship: cheer for your team, it's expected, but please assure me the point is not to DESTROY the opponent--I happen to like a two-party system.)
I think a little rational self-interest is now apparently, very much in order.
(Hey...don't blame me--I am your creation.)
post script: It was suggested that a good psychologist might be in order, later on down the road. When such services are more readily available. (The majority of the onslaught of therapists that came to the apparently came here to just um, "study" us. I guess they finished their papers, because now they are for the most part, gone. My doc says that since I have a bed, and no immediate cause to vacate, I should take advantage of it, and get some R.E.M.
Which I'm not doing at the moment, but on the upside of a nervous breakdown, is "New Rules"--I get to do pretty much what I want--as long as it is within guidelines.
oh. Good MORNING.
OH. One more thing? I'm just one little story amongst thousands. I don't feel sorry for me, but I do have moments of rage. But I always did. I just didn't express them.
I consider it all a blessing.
If I can live through this, digest it, and come out better, and stronger than it is a blessing.
Pressure turns coal to diamond.
So perhaps there's hope for me. *sparkle*