Black and white photograph of a jellyfish
IGNORANCE WAS BLISS
Ep498: Uncompromising
This is kind of a hybrid. The first 30 minutes are Willem and me trying to describe what my life is like right now; then the last hour is a conversation with Leela Sinha about why maybe everything doesn't suck.
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They're only Legos if they come from the Lego Distrikt of Denmark. Otherwise they're just sparkling landmines.
It's so hard to make the medically correct decision... really anytime, but especially when it matters emotionally.
I'm in the hospital, again -- 4th time in 4 months, surgery in a few days. I have 4 kids, 3 cats and my husband at home.
Solidarity. 🤟
They're only Legos if they come from the Lego Distrikt of Denmark. Otherwise they're just sparkling landmines.
Add in commute and you can whittle off another hour in New England...
tired middle-aged white woman with long brown and faded purple hair, wearing a hospital gown
I was going to touch up my hair color for annual family photos.
Instead, another hospital selfie. This time what I thought was cough/fatigue from the COVID booster is actually a pulmonary embolism.
I was *kidding* when I talked about full coverage on the medical Bingo board.
Yeah I was *kidding* when I said I was going for full coverage on the medical Bingo board.
I'm just an excellent reminder, is all.
Hey guess what I'm doing? Having a [literal] pulmonary embolism right this second. Can I be done now, am I medically interesting enough yet??
Fuck.
Say what you will about Henry Kissinger,
License plate: OOPS
Or BRAINS
Middle-aged white woman with brown and purple hair, cat-eye glasses and a tired smirk
I got my hair did.
Exhausted now but exhausted with good hair.
(It's ridiculous how much effort things take after a hospitalization. I'm trying hard to let myself feel comparably proud of the accomplishment.)
Photo of an IV pole at night (screen facing away so it is backlit)
I'm escaping the hospital (I had a clot on my PICC line).
I'm deaf and I *hate* jump-scares. People are constantly just appearing. The only way to avoid the startle is to stay awake.
So, a nap at home soon. And my own TPN; hospital food has a bad rep, and even the IV nutrition is sub-par.
@jortsthecat.bsky.social is here, never fear.
And I have extra invite codes if you want to pull someone in, just let me know (perhaps by email? iwbpodcast@gmail.com )
We'll record a fun episode, whenever we can.
See, @catsofyore.bsky.social? You're doing good and creating connections even when you don't mean to.
Rockstar.
We refer to the kitchen stool as "the magical thing that makes you taller."
And the cat in the first photo of this thread, Justin, was "a puppy in a cat suit" because I couldn't find "kitten."
And woe to those who try to finish my sentences for me. I don't know why, but it makes me stabby.
It's a blast.
Sometimes I'm "wicked smahhhht," as they say in Boston. Other times my brain just nopes out. Which, are you going to laugh or scream? Sometimes screaming takes too much effort.
iwbpodcast.com/murderbird/
I'm going for full coverage on the medical Bingo card, so I have TBI as the results of a coma and epilepsy.
So fun! So sexy!
Please pass on my gratitude in whatever form possible. It's been a hell of a year but I've survived it so far.
(Normally I would leap at you with, "Want to come on my podcast?" but I'm too sick to record or reliably schedule right now. Maybe someday...?)
All of this, exactly, yes.
I broke my back and am on disability now. I miss it every day, it was always fascinating. I sometimes felt like I was the only person in the prison that remembered these were still human beings, not just the bad thing they did.
I'm a forensic psychologist. The most fun I ever had at work was reading dad jokes with an admitted serial killer.
It takes all of those things, plus a dark sense of humor.
Online activism is important but requires energy and a thick skin.
Online trolling is obnoxious and requires a keyboard and misplaced anger.
The trick is knowing when the former is actually the latter. I have an advantage because I've worked with actual serial killers so I know when to disengage.
A Twidiot twisted her words around in a very troll-like way.
Some people just can't tolerate goodness and positivity in the world and feel a need to pull others down with them.
I happened to be online at the time and wanted to remind Molly that she brings so much more good than bad to the world.
This, yes. All of this.
Obligatory sleeping cat photo, black-and-white (a.k.a. cow cat) curled up, belly up. It absolutely is a trap.
Two hours in the hospital feels like eight.
This is a bad thing when you're waiting on a procedure or pain meds or that sort of thing, but it's fabulous when you sleep for a bit.
It has kind of become my 2023 hobby.
Pro tip: Don't get gastroparesis. I don't know how I got it so I can't offer better advice than, "Don't."
I'll be OK, just needed a replacement of my PICC line (like a durable IV).
P.S. It's almost 5a, do you ever sleep?
From one insomniac to another (plus I'm in the hospital so that's extra): please get some rest. Be gentle with you.
And again:
You matter.
You matter.
Some people actively seek out bright lights just to try to snuff them out. I hope they step on a Lego.
I have gotten entirely too wrapped up in Twitter-nonsense myself, but I just can't look away from the trainwreck yet.
Close-up photo of orange cat sleeping, covering his nose with his toes
@catsofyore.bsky.social
Some things bear repeating.
This site is a better place because of you.
The other site is a cesspool and I hate that it hurt you.
