My World In Pictures

I am gonna have a new digital camera, I think today. I don’t know what it is really. I am not ready for any DSLR kind of thing, I have an aversion against buttons, clicking and levers. I am afraid of doing something wrong and can’t  be able to put it back. Seriously.

So maybe a point -and- shoot will be a nice one to start with, and learn about uploading and connecting with cables and all that. I have been comfortable and satisfied with my cell phone camera,  a Nokia C3.

To me, this is a huge step up, level up. LOL. Honestly, this means I am always clicking away the whole day, trying to capture  snippets of my life and put it out to the world, nice and scary.  But this is the direction I am aiming for, so to speak for me this year.  So that’s a plus point to achieving goals.

The Art and Science – Of Being Alone……and Sick

This is just a cough and a cold, nasty a bit with phlegm in my air passage ways. It is without a doubt, discomforting. In this weather we are having in Manila, sunny turned drizzle to heavy rain and back, a lot of people get sick. They don’t stay home. They continue with their activities and contaminate others. I got this one from a neighbor. But, its not him, its me. Or rather, my immune system. The stress of the past few weeks, lowered by immunity. So when other people’s germs are  around, it got me, right when  I was moving.

So, I am in this new place, with a ton of things to do, and I am sick and alone. It has the makings of another downfall. But no, not this time. My whole big bag of emotions won’t come out and mess the place up. I am sick, I get back into health, taking care of myself and kicking this cough’s butt out of here. First off, fluids. I drink a lot of water. Then vitamins, I load up on  C and a multi-lettered magic pill. Clusivol, Pharmaton, or what. I know the arguments on this. I don’t care. I take one each day. I do have to decide whether I take this everyday from now on. In the meantime, it’s conditioning my mind that it will make me well. Think placebo effect, guys. I am going for that.

Well, I can use a hot chicken, no, I want a piping hot tomatoey vegetable soup.  I don’t cook yet here, so, scratch that for now, I will go back to it later. Fruits, I got a papaya and pears. Salad greens and white cheese. I can make a dressing and have that for lunch or dinner.

Got some yesterday

 

The kicker is this Zithromax thing that B recommended before. He used to get this and bring me. Now, I go to the pharmacy and get it myself. Ahh, they are asking for a prescription, boink. I don’t have any. Can’t Mercury Drug Store see I am self-medicating here. I am doing everything myself. Hmm. No dice.

At 6pm in the evening, I searched for other places where I can score this antibiotic that will kill the germs.  Found azithromycin, that will do. Next off, park myself in bed. Rest my poor battered, body. Turn off the lights, fluff up my pillows, get the dvd running to something I have seen a dozen times, so its a mindless watch. I made a cup of coffee but even before I could take one sip, I was out. Zzzzz.

Bedroom

 

The whole exercise is the science of getting well with this usual respiratory ailments. The art is in not being engulfed with self-pity, loneliness and neglecting the self. Truly. Dump the baggage of emotion away from you on this one. Heal in the best way you know. Oh, you don’t know? This is not the first time I have had a cold, cough, flu. I am using awareness to do what I need to, for myself. Short of writing the color code of snot.

Clear means its ok, take fluids and vitamins.

Yellow snot means a sinus infection, take Sinutab.

Green means you got bacteria and must take what can get rid of that. Ooops, that is the way of self-medicating. Go to the doctor.

Hello world!

This is a very personal blog.

For sometime, as a domestic violence survivor, I had been stuck in the past. It was horrific, life stopping and a totally draining experience. But I came out of it with nothing but my broken self that I knew  I would piece together again  one day. The time it took to grieve  and accept the loss is exactly what is needed, and I am not about to question that.

I am now in the present. I know that the moment I am, I will  make an effort of connecting to myself this way.

This blog is born at a time that the chaos in my life is about making the changes about me. There is no one else involved. It is my personal time. I can do anything I want, go anywhere it suits me and just live it up. I do have a lot of lofty pursuits lined up.

But I start where I am and with what I’ve got. I have to be patient and let the process unfold.

Stay with me.

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