Posts Tagged ‘Health’

Today’s Fortune Cookie

Wednesday, April 29th, 2009

Your heart will skip a beat.

This wouldn’t have anything to do with Swine Flu, would it?

CUSA Doesn’t Like White People!

Thursday, November 27th, 2008

One thing is sure, the members of the CUSA are not Karl Rove.  Or at least not as politically savy.

I guess that’s to their credit.  And I think that’s a text book definition of “damning with faint praise.”

For those not in the know, Carleton University Students Association decided to change the beneficiary of one of their charity drives from Cystic Fibrosis.  Why?  They could have had a multitude of reasons but the one they decided to focus on, the one they specifically mention as point number three, is that it mostly affects white men.

Seriously.

And I quote:

And Whereas Cystic fibrosis has been recently revealed to only affect white people, and primarily men

Remember, Cystic Fibrosis only affects white people.  This child is only modeling the equipment.

Remember, Cystic Fibrosis only affects white people. This child is only modeling the equipment.

Cystic Fibrosis is a death sentence.  There is no cure.  If you have it, you will die from it.  Sooner then you should.  And it’s not a pretty death.

Recently with my bronchitis I got a small glimpse of what it must be like.  I was coughing and spitting “stuff” out of my lungs and trying to make sure it didn’t kill me in the process.  Hell, I’m still on medications for it.  I have a $100 dollar bill in my night table to go towards a Cystic Fibrosis charity once I’m actually cured.  I can not wait till I can drop it off. This stuff is terrible.  It’s been only 2 or 3 months for me so far, can you imagine going 20+ years like that?  Just so you can lose in the end?  It’s the slowest form of drowning I’ve ever heard of.

The Student Union has every right to change what they do charity work for, it might actually be a good idea to expose students to information about other diseases but boy did they screw this up.  They might have had good intentions but they worded it as a racist statement.

Back in my early days in Ottawa I was on a bus ride home from work that had just me and two girls around Junior High age.  They were talking rather loudly (and vapidly) and just using some really rude language.  At one point the driver had enough and asked them to stop with the racists comments.  To which one of the girls replied (outraged):

I’m Latino!  So how can I be racist?!?

Not actually having the guts to speak up to her I thought to myself: “It’s not what you are, sweetie.  It’s what you do.”

(CUSA, feel free to label me a misogynist for referring to a female as “sweetie”.)

Drowning in my own fluids.

Wednesday, October 8th, 2008

Ug.

I’m into week 3, or maybe 4 now, of Bronchitis.  And in the immortal words of Butthead: “This sucks more then anything has sucked before.“  On so many levels.

For the first week or so it was just a cough, no big deal.  Then last week it got to the point where I’d cough “something” up but not out.  Which would lead me to gasping for air.  Like really gasping, like “Oh my God, I’m gonna die” gasping.

This is course lead to a trip to the clinic the next day.  After a 2 hour wait and 20 min’s with a Doctor, I got hooked up with a 10 day course in Biaxin XL (2 x 500mg) and an Advair inhaler to be used for a month.

I didn’t really notice any improvement until near the end of the Biaxin, but that might be because this was viral and not bacterial.  The Advair works pretty well but not right away.  It’ll calm the cough eventually but it won’t stop it.

I’m happy to report that things finally seem to be getting better.  I had a brutal Monday, coughing badly roughly every 20-40 min’s and had another….  “Big Scare”.  Around 9pm I started coughing again and had real trouble clearing my throat and gasping for air.  It’s always bad, but I don’t let myself panic.  I got really close this time.  The kinda stuff which has you pulling at your shirt collar like it was too tight.

I’m just really, really tired of it now.

I need a magic bullet.  A Star Trek hypospray.  The healing power of prayer.

I’ll take anything that works.

Wii are anything but Fit

Thursday, May 29th, 2008

I scored a Wii Fit from HMV practically by accident the other day and I’m really enjoying it.  My favorite games are the balance games such as the soccer ball game and table tilt.  The Hula Hoop game is really fun as well, but there’s no way I’d do that in front of a audience!

The funny part is that one of the most interesting parts of Wii Fit is the jogging “game”.  I hate jogging.  I really, really, hate jogging.  And joggers, for that matter.  But exploring the island jogging tracks is something that’s kinda cool and at least it can be different between sessions.

I haven’t tried too much of the yoga or strength training routines ’cause I don’t think I have enough room to really get into them.  (Plus I just don’t wanna! Nyah!)

I don’t think Wii Fit is actually going to have any impact on my fitness (or lack of fitness) level, my BMI is currently around 28-29 (which is one away from obese) and that’s where it’s most likely to stay.  My Mii ends up looking like a round barrel which, while I’m not tiny by any means, doesn’t seem to reflect how I actually look.

But, at the very least, I’m off the couch when I’m playing!