Parasites

hi internets. I am now walking around with someone else's blood inside me. Two someone else's, I guess. 2 units of reduced red cells, dripped into my arm over 6 hours of sitting in an adjustable bed reading trashy magazines and laughing about them with my mom.

The blood helped a lot. But my days are still variable. I can walk to the farmer's market on one day, and the next day i won't get out of bed. Still, it's better than never being able to walk anywhere. I danced, the other day, with Ari, to a new CD of folk music that Max bought for him. My blood pressure is still all over the place, and low, much of the time. I drink salty bouillion. Max went to Super 88, a Chinese supermarket nearby, and bought me some MSG. I don't know if the salt is helping at all, but it has made me retain water, I think. I gained five pounds in a week. My sinuses are congested from the progesterone and the extra fluid, and this gives me a headache. I get heatburn and cough from the irritation to my throat, and from the excess mucous my throat produces in response to the acid. In the mornings my hips feel as though they've been totally dislocated.

Do you want to be pregnant yet? C'mon, it's fun... Boys, don't feel left out: you can pick up some other cool parasites instead. You won't have the joy of having your body stretched out of recognition, or the fabulous experience of labor, but at least you won't miss out on all the fun.

Oh yeah, the rest of the world. Election. Iraq. Foley. N. Korea. "Incomprehensible." "Unacceptable." Iran. Cluster bombs. MCA.