3 Weeks Left

Three weeks left.

Last night was a rough injection – it just hurt. I probably was too close to a nerve, or something. Whenever that happens, I almost always feel terrible the next morning. It is Noon, and I am just waking.

Three weeks left.

I’m in San Francsico. It is wonderfully cold here. Such a relief from the already overheated NYC (and it is going to get so much hotter there.) It is really encouraging to realize how much better I am doing now than when I was here in November. In November I was rolling around on the side walk, with my shirt off, scratching myself, and not knowing why or what do do. Now I know that’s called dysesthesia, that I take Atarax for it as needed, and that I can meditate my way out of most full blown attacks.

I think it is also that my body has just adjusted to the intake of these toxic chemicals, and my mind has accepted the physical limitations and scaled back accordingly. Kind of… I am still trying to do too much. Even here in SF “on vacation.”

San Francisco Bound

O and I are leaving today for San Francisco and Sacramento, followed by 5 weeks in Portland. Finishing where I started. We have a house swap. Our 1.5 bedroom apartment in brooklyn for a 5 bedroom house in Belmont with a sauna in the backyard. Such a different quality of life. We get to play Portland for a little bit, while the drugs leave my system. 3.5 weeks left

Durer postcards and the crazies

My mom has been sending me postcards from a durer collection as a countdown. The postcards are from when I was born. Or something like that. She has been putting pressed flowers on the back of them. I’m down to half way through the fourth to last week.

I’m starting to exhibit some really startling side effects. Violence in my sleep. Talking in my sleep, and saying things that are *not nice*. It is really crazy to be out of control of my basic non-craziness.

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Mom sends flowers

Graham Thomas

Peter Mayle

Just Joey

Gertrude Jekyll

Jude the Obscure

Jude the Obscure, Gertrude Jekyll, Just Joey, Peter Mayle, and Graham Thomas hopefully will still be performing when you arrive. If not, there are lilies in the wings.
5 more weeks

xoxo
mom & dad

My mom has been sending pictures and postcards every week during this last countdown. Here are this weeks five roses. I might have gotten the wrong names on the wrong flowers.

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