I really do have a headache as I write this. It is being worked over by a pair of Extra Strength Tylenol. It took awhile but they seem to be masking the pain reasonably well now. I feel like I may be coming down with something (I have been both cold and flu-free all year so I’m due) but maybe it’s just more of that possible new allergy or allergies I’ve picked up. I’m on Day 7 of my two week Reactine test and so far I haven’t found they’ve made much difference to my clogged sinuses.
On the plus side, my right leg is actually starting to feel improved, even without any physiotherapy. Time heals all wounds and all that. Well, except wounds that cause dismemberment. Once that leg gets lopped off, you ain’t never growing a new one no matter how long you wait. But we can dream. Yes, that is what I will do, dream of a groovy future where we can grow back new limbs and eventually and inevitably it becomes trendy and fashionable to have extra limbs just because we can. There could be practical applications, though. How many times have you thought a third hand would be nice to have? Not many, probably. Maybe you’ve never thought about it at all. But think about it now and you’ll probably admit a third hand would, on occasion, come in handy (pardon the pun). I can’t actually come up with a good example right at the moment, probably because these mixed medications have addled my brain. This is why I’m going to bed soon, to have addled dreams in which I am a horrifying mutant with three hands, four legs and two heads that argue with each other over how stupid this blog post is before coming to agreement that it is, above all else, quite stupid.
Good night.
