Last week (maybe because Halloween was over and he needed somewhere to live) a poltergeist moved into our house.
Two weeks ago I was sitting on the sofa finishing up a sketch. I'd been drawing for maybe ten hours that day after a month of really steady art. I felt a spasm in my chest and then I felt like I'd been kicked by a horse. (Side note: I actually have been kicked by a horse. I'm not utilizing hyperbole to make a point.) Scott suggested the ER and I compromised by going to Urgent Care. I've had a few scares before what with the feinting and all and they always want me to have my ticker checked (I'm an old man inside which is why I say words like "ticker" and also why people want me to have it checked) and I always say no because I feel totally fine but mostly because anytime I end up in the ER they run several (very expensive) tests and it's always ok. Anyway, the Urgent Care doc suggested that I strained/tore something in my chest wall and that it would take time to heal but it would probably be fine. But then several days went by and it didn't seem to be getting much better. Over the weekend it was pretty awful and I'd had enough.
I went back to the doctor yesterday and she said, again, that yes it's most likely a chest wall strain (my ticker seems fine) and that I need to seriously lay off it and not just kinda lay off (which, if I'm honest, is what I'd been doing) because continuing to exercise and draw for ten or fourteen hours a day is just going to exacerbate the problem. I got home hoping to rest up and not see another human for several days/years and the sprinkler system had exploded so, I guess, at least I knew my house was back to "normal." I resisted the urge to workout last night and went to bed.
This morning I woke up with blood pouring out of my nose because I'm a swamp creature from Appalachia and the desert doesn't agree with me. My sinuses are 90000% dried out and busted.
It's great, right?
Anyway, I just wanted to check-in here and let you know that, yes, I am still watching Voyager but I've had a lot of stops and starts lately and I'll get back on here asap but I don't think I'll be able to write about every episode before the year's out. So just take some time to mentally and emotionally prepare yourself for the skipping (or briefest mention) of a few episodes. I'll jam some tissue up my nose, get this ACE bandage wrapped around my ribs, turn on the Netflix and we'll all be good to go.