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journal - 2006-0216 - thu 2000

Meds; Technology; Books; Loss

Since the middle of last week, I've felt congested and slightly feverish. Tuesday afternoon, I felt really tired and icky, so off to the doctor I went.

I had to wait about an hour, but that was my only option. And the TV was muted for a change. Although, I did hear tidbits about Dick Chaney about every five minutes.

While I was talking with the nurse, I mentioned I was running out of Clonazepam and Xanax. As the doctor explained in December Clonazepam takes longer to get into the system but stays around longer. Xanax is better for entering the system quickly.

Believe it or not, I was also running out of Lexapro. At one time, I literally had boxes of samples of this. I'm sure it's been at least a year since I filled a prescription for Lexapro.

The nurse mentioned since this doctor had not prescribed the drugs, he might be uncomfortable doing it in this situation. But he voiced no objection, and he also gave me a prescription for Levaquin 500.

As I headed out the door, I noticed it was 5:10 which meant bumper-to-bumper traffic in every direction. Fortunately, I was close to the reservoir, so I was able to use Spillway Road. But then I needed to wiggle my way to the drugstore but that only took about ten minutes.

I'd become so concerned about the failure of my Internet Suite to update its virus definitions, I thought I'd make a quick trip to WalMart while I waited for my prescription to be filled at CVS to see if I could find something else to use.

I'd been reading the latest copy of "PC Magazine," which has a front page article on "Stamp Out Spyware and Viruses Once and for All." One of the cherry statements was from Greg Mastoras, a senior security analyst at security tools provider Sophos, who said, "If you attach a PC to the Internet and leave it there unprotected, there's a 90% chance it will be infected within the hour."

But WalMart was in the midst of uprooting its electronic section, so there was not a piece of software to be found. But gads was the place busy with last minute Valentine Day shoppers.

When I came out into the parking lot, I absolutely could not find my car. I thought I was going to have a panic attack then I remembered I parked near the yard and garden section.

I swerved back to CVS, picked up the Levaquin 500 and headed home. Whence I had to go through the evening routine of making sure that everyone was happy with their din din. I'd bought home a take away box from Golden Corral at lunch, so it only took me a few minutes to settle down and have MY din din.

Although I'd been through the Antivirus section of the Zone Labs User Forum, I thought I try it again very methodically. Within minutes I discovered a thread that I'd somehow overlooked before. It involved a slight change in the Regedit listing. Actually, you find a certain setting and change a 1 to a 0. When I exited Regedit, the update was already underway.

While on the subject of technology, I started the process of installing the HP 5600 printer this morning. My attempt is to be able to print a web document or page wirelessly. I tried too many variables at once, so it did not work. I backed up and tried a direct USB connection with the printer and had no problem. Tomorrow, I'll re-examine the wireless component.


Yesterday afternoon, I became very industrious and drug out three boxes of primarily gay-related books. I'd kept these out of view since I did not want one of my mother's elderly friends to suddenly come across "The Homoerotic Photograph" as she drank her cup of coffee.

In placing the books onto the shelves, I was also able to cull out some material, I no longed wanted. I'm actually going to get rid of my collection of "The Cat Who ..." series. And two juvenile series: "Pendragon" and "Charlie Bone." They are both series worthy of an initial read, but that's it. There's little that draws me back. Well that's not exactly true, the "Pendragon" series all have wonderfully boy-adventurer covers.

A series I stumbled on and have every attention of keeping is "The Sunday Philosophy Club." It may be the only series I've read that deals with the ethical and philosophical questions of a crime.

I've also become attached to M.C. Beaton's Hamish Macbeth books. One, I love Hamish. Two, the villagers are a hoot. Three, Lochdubh is the quintessential Scottish hamlet. It's also one of the few series that seems free of graphic violence and serial killers. (I said that about "The Cat Who ..." books, and the first one I read involved a serial killer.)


I've had two very intense moments in the last few days, both upon waking, when I realize mother is gone. These are like some type of emotional sunbursts that flare across my brain. They're followed by a sense of extraordinary loss.

I so wish that I could have done more. But I now know at last that she is at peace.

PAX!

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