“If Swallowed…”

April 6, 2012

I bought this just to photograph the warning on the back.


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Turns out the same warning is on my regular ChapStick, so I guess there’s nothing to be worried about right?



Horny Goat Weed

February 21, 2012

I don’t even know what to say. Found this in the vitamins and supplements aisle.

Life Rewards Action

April 6, 2011

I’ve heard it said that “Life Rewards Action”. I believe this to be true in the broadest sense. There’s just one problem. Action hurts.

Monday I went to my parents house to help tackle their “Major Projects” to do list. I’m no stranger to manual labor,  I don’t particularly care for him, but I know Manual, ah… well. One of the projects I took on was replacing an old stone stairway with a new, old stone stairway. I started late 10:30-ish? Maybe 11.? I worked steady until I was finished, just before sunset. 7:30-ish? Maybe 8?

I dug dirt, using a shovel, trowel and my hands. I pounded the ground with a tamper. I removed, moved and placed stone pavers. I cut and replaced sod, carried excess dirt away, and swept  up when I was through. At the time it didn’t seem that physical. I’ve certainly done jobs that were more physical and for longer periods.

During the day my back and knees started to hurt. It became difficult to get up and down, and forget about bending over. I had plenty of energy, but my muscles were staging some kind of revolt. They were throbbing, aching, and some of them were shaking. By the time I finished I was having trouble walking. During dinner with my parents, it hurt just to sit down and I could barely hold a fork.

Back home I put ice on my hands and heat on my back. It’s been two days and my back is feeling better, but I still feel like I was tossed off a mountainside. I’ve never felt this kind of pain in my hands before. It probably would have been much worse had I not worn gloves.

Mom and Dad are happy with their new stairs and of course I’ve come away with the satisfaction of finishing a D.I.Y project, so clearly that’s my reward, but Damn it was brutally painful. Life rewards Action? Feels like Life just kicked my ass.

Sundays Sometimes Suck

February 20, 2011

Since I was a kid I’ve suffered from what I would describe as the Sunday blues. It doesn’t usually hit me until the sun goes down but sometimes, Like today, it’s with me from the moment I get up. It’s an overwhelming feeling of depression and (here’s where it’s hard to explain) a feeling that nothing is ever going to be as good as it has been. I told you it’s  hard to explain. The rest of the week I’ll be fine, there’s something about Sunday, the end of the week. And it’s not every Sunday. Anyway, without health insurance all I can do is take vitamins, avoid Country music, and wait patiently for football season to return. Yay, Mondays almost here!


February 16, 2011

# 210 in Life’s little Instruction Book says:

“Commit yourself to constant self-improvement”

So six months ago I put out the word I was looking for a treadmill, cheap. I friend told me he had a client giving one away to make room for a new one…even better. All I had to do was get it. I did. It’s an older model, no frills, no bells or whistles either, but it is in “Mint” condition and built really tough.

For the last six months I’ve been walking almost everyday. I started slow, but I’m not a very patient man, and it wasn’t long until I was walking an hour each day. I also stopped going to McDonalds and most of the other Fast food places. I still eat pizza and Chinese and ever so often I’ll get a burger at a real restaurant.

So far, I’ve lost 20 pounds, and I went from a tight size 40 jeans to a loose size 38. I’m sleeping better and I feel better. I’m not sure that I’m totally committed to self-improvement, but I am committed to continuing to walk on my treadmill and loosing weight.

I pulled this pic of the web, it’s the same model, but mine is Mint!

Miracle Elixir

February 6, 2011

Tums. Rolaids. Pepto. Pepsid. Prilosec. If you know these products then you know they are used to treat heart burn and acid reflux. Way back, when I had health insurance, I was diagnosed with Acid Reflux. I got a prescription, a little tiny magic pill, that worked like a charm. Fast forward to the days of no health insurance, and anyone who knows me knows I was chewing tums again. A lot, all the time,  when I wasn’t doubled up in pain.

One day my best friend said he’d heard somewhere that drinking a shot of apple cider vinegar would ease the pain. No Fn way! I’m sure I said something like that. I hate Vinegar, always have. But, I was hurting, and out of tums.

So, I took a shot and guess what? It was horrible! I remember gagging and coughing and my eyes watered. But you know what? That shit worked! I know, unbelievable! True story. So I’m a believer. I’ll tell anyone who will listen. And, as a bonus, I only have to take it once every couple of months.

One quick shot glass of Apple Cider Vinegar chased shortly after with a glass of water cured my symptoms. It’s been over 5 years now with out a tums, or a pepsid or anything made buy a drug company for heartburn.  I found a site that suggested mixing 3 tablespoons into a glass of water, but I like to have it over with as quickly as possible so I’ve never tried it that way. What do you have to lose? Give it a shot.


Don’t Cave to the Crave

January 10, 2011

Man! I think tonight is the 7th night without a cigar…and I really find myself craving one.  Earlier today when I got home, there was a package on my front step. One of my closest friends had sent me a beautiful box of Maduro Macanudo’s! Awesome! Too bad I just quit.

I quit smoking cigarettes nearly 8 years ago, so I know I can do this. But Boy do I want one right now…so how do I behave? when I do so crave?

Well, I wish there were some trick, or secret, but there’s not. I am just not going to have one. Not tonight. Maybe tomorrow, but not tonight. That is my decision. I will not Cave to the Crave!

I don’t eat fast food much any more. But when I did, i sure did love a flame broiled cheese burger from burger King. With bacon! Mmmmmm. I’m getting hungry just thinking about it. I used to get their onion rings too! I loved them… so tasty. Which makes me wonder how a company who makes such tasty food can make such horribly shitty commercials. The Creepy King has got to go. Seriously? Does anyone, anywhere, find it funny, or even entertaining? And what idiot, thought up the father &  son, Whopper, Whopper Jr campaign? Talk about stupid. And last year I think they had a grow man dressed as a baby…I’m not even sure what they were selling in that commercial. It boggles my mind to think that any of their commercials get approved by the company powers that be…you’d think someone, anyone would stand up and say “uhm..guys….that really sucked. Cause guys, your commercials really suck.



Day 2 without a cigar

January 6, 2011

I love smoking cigars. I love everything about cigars. I’ve been a cigar smoker for probably 15 years, and lately I’ve developed a bit of a… habit? shall we say? Here’s the thing about cigars, generally, the good ones are not cheap and the cheap ones are not good.  But this is not always true. I found an inexpensive hand made Dominican republic that had all of the flavor of it’s more expensive brothers…this was good. Or so I thought. I guess it happened slowly, I bought a bundle one day and instead of just having one socially on the weekends, I started having one everyday…sometimes two.  That’s too much. I’m no doctor, but it can’t be healthy to smoke so many cigars. So, while I love cigars, I am putting them up for now. I may still have one now and again, but for today…I’m through.

Grateful to be Alive

September 16, 2010

One year ago today I had an allergic reaction to something I ate, and 15 minutes later, I had Hives all over my body, my hands were like sausages, and my eyes were swelling shut. I was close to Kensington, so I went directly to the fire station.

When I got there, I was having a lot of trouble breathing. They took real good care of me, gave me an EpiPen shot and called the rescue squad. I was dizzy and felt like I was going to pass out. Truthfully I was frightened. I fought for every breath. It was very difficult and painful to breath. They gave me oxygen, and they put me in the ambulance.

On the way to Holy Cross, the EMT’s gave me another EpiPen shot. I just couldn’t get enough air in. By the time we got to the hospital, I was really messed up. The Doctor or nurse (there was a lot of people around and I wasn’t doing so well) gave me an I.V. of famotidine, and methlypredisone. Within what felt like a long time, but was probably closer to 5 minutes, I could breath again. What a relief. It’s strange how not being able to breath completely takes the edge of the full body itch of Hives. As of yet, I do not know what caused this episode of Anaphylaxis.

While I was at the Fire Station, there was a moment where I thought…”Is this how I’m going out? surrounded by caring strangers.”
I thought of my family and my friends. I thought I don’t want to die, but I couldn’t think of anything I wanted to say. I think that is because I tell my friends and family how I feel about them every chance I get. I never leave an argument unresolved. I tell them how grateful I am to know them, and I tell them I love them.

I lost my cell phone yesterday. Had I been further from help, I might not have had the chance to tell my family and friends again that I love you, I appreciate you, and I’m grateful to be a part of your lives.