Sunday, July 17, 2005

I have an odd admission to make.

Sometimes I enjoy having vertigo.

Don't get me wrong: my vertigo is a pain in the ass. It's been a particularly bad week, probably because I had my period, and I have not enjoyed being so seasick that I've puked. I didn't really enjoy cleaning the house this morning; it would have been easier if the floor had been willing to stay still. Getting around is still a hassle, and it's hard to do much of anything when it's really acting up.

But right now, it feels great. I'm lying on my bed, the overhead fan is on, I've got my half-finished Harry Potter book and a cup of tea, and I'm gently bouncing. My vertigo can feel like a number of different sensations. Often I feel like I'm spinning or on a plane that's banking, both of which are shitty and nausea-inducing. I sometimes have the sensation that I'm falling backwards or sliding forwards, which is ok as long as I'm sitting down but disconcerting if I'm trying to stand or walk. Sometimes I feel like I'm being pushed into the ground. I don't like that one, although I can't put my finger on why. But bouncing is fun. It's relaxing: it's a bit like having an internal rocking chair. As long as I don't have to get out of bed, I could very happily stay like this for hours.

The road-trip specialist, who knows more about the very rare condition than anyone on the planet, says that flares typically last for 3-6 months. The last one was almost exactly three months; this one has been almost five. I would very much like for this flare to end, and I won't miss it when it goes away. But I might miss the lazy, bouncing Sunday afternoons. I might even have to spend good money to buy a rocking chair and replicate the sensation.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

For the longest time, the only car ribbon magnets I saw were yellow and red-white-and-blue "support the troop" type ones and pink breast cancer awareness ones. Now, all of a sudden, I'm seeing a proliferation of random car magnets. A minivan on my block has a "spay and neuter" ribbon. At the dry cleaners, I saw a Mercedes SUV with an "autism awareness" ribbon. (That one was cool: it's got multicolored puzzle pieces on it. On the other hand, there is no awareness ribbon that could make a Mercedes SUV anything but obnoxious.) But the one that I'm seeing everywhere is a red ribbon that says "covered in the blood of Jesus."

Today I went to my neighborhood drug store, and I realized that's where the "covered in the blood of Jesus" magnets are coming from. There was a big stack of them by the cash register, next to the condoms and the "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" promotional chocolate bars. I'm a little weirded out by this. First of all, as far as I can tell, these red ribbons have nothing to do with AIDS. And to me, red ribbons belong to AIDS. You don't get the appropriate the universal symbol of AIDS awareness in order to further Christianity awareness. Sorry. But also, it just seems a little odd to me that the drug store is selling Christian paraphernalia. I don't have a problem with it, but I want some confirmation that the drug store is not run by religious nutjobs who are going to decide it's sinful to stock contraception or something.

Anyway, I took it upon myself to hunt for some progressive car magnet ribbons. Funky Ribbons has anti-war, vegetarian, geeky ("support open source") and random ("support local music"; "I like sex") ribbons. Here's a lovely blue "bring home our troops" ribbon. These guys make nice non-ribbon magnets. You can get yellow "support the troops/ end the war now" ribbons here. I will post more if I find them.

Friday, July 01, 2005

The Apocolypse

Sandra Day O'Connor is retiring. We're all doomed.

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