Nyah, I'm Not Really Sick

07.01.2012

As a follow up to last week I did hear back from the doctor concerning my question as to if I need another round of antibiotics since I had started to run a fever.

"No."

While that was a fine, succinct answer, I'm starting to have issues with it. I'm now on Day 5 of running a fever which is usually in the 99.1-100.7 range. Each night I go through a phase where I sweat through the sheets. My incision, for now, has finally slowed down on the high volume of pus (clear/light pink, so that wasn't a big cause for alarm). In fact, that's been within the last 24 hours so I hope that has been part of the origin for my fever.

Still, I'm not used to having a fever for that long. I can usually take an aspirin and my fever will subside after an hour or two. Not now. So, with that in mind if (when) I'm still running a fever Monday I'm going to head into Dr Mayer's office and get a second opinion from my regular doctor. If he too says I don't need an antibiotic and I'm healing like I'm supposed to, then I'll quietly keep on sweating.

Hope everyone appreciates the lack of pictures associated with this :)

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Now I get sick?

06.27.2012

This Tuesday I started back to work for the first time in a month. I stayed at work about 2 hours before the combination of sitting discomfort and the fatigue I saw creeping up convinced me to head home and take a nap. Today I repeated, but stayed at work an extra hour. Something has felt off today - I just haven't felt right. I was chalking it up to a combination of being back at work and the doctor cutting off a little more dead tissue on my office visit Monday.

I left work and headed to the chiropractor (part of my normal Wednesday routine). I asked him to poke around on my pressure points to give me a little more energy, as I've been feeling more tired than I think I should. Sure, I'm steal healing and recuperating, but I believe in the power of pressure points! He pressure pointed me, which hurt in a good way, and I was off on my way. In this case, across the street to Sonic because I had that slightly queasy feeling that says "you should eat something." I ate, came home, and took a nap.

Yesterday I napped for barely an hour and felt quite refreshed afterward. Today I napped for a little over 2 hours and felt like crap when I woke up. I ached. Everywhere. Paranoid me notices this as the first step in having the flu. I took my temperature and instead of my normal 97-98, instead had 99.1. Low grade, but normally step #2 in my flue symptoms.

I don't really think I have the flu. I haven't been around anyone enough in the proper time frame for symptoms to be showing up now. After my doctor visit, my incision is requiring a little more maintenance, so I'm more of the mind the fever is to send little antibodies to fight something going on there. The doctor is in the office Monday and Thursday, so if I'm still running a fever in the morning I'll call and see if he thinks I need another round of antibiotics.

Now I think it's time to go take another nap.

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NAS-tee

06.25.2012

One of my projects over the past month was to update my available hard drive space. 8 years ago I was amazed and astounded at what to do with 578GB. That's still a nice chunk of space, but I want more. I always want more.

A couple of years ago I was introduced to Network Attached Storage (NAS). It's a hard drive array that plugs into your network so that multiple computers can access the drives. Perfect for sharing between computers, especially in my case of being one person with multiple computers. I originally had a NAS with 4 drives installed that I used for a combination of backing up files and work that I shared between computers. Now, the backups weren't actual "backups", just copies I dragged over into a folder when I thought about it.

I've been wanting more space so that I can do an honest to God scheduled backup. A month ago I had to reinstall Windows when everything started acting flaky. You would think after re-installing Windows annually I would learn my lesson.

Before my surgery I caught a good sale on another NAS, which was the excuse I was looking for! Last week I finally got around to setting it up and installing the 2 new drives I ordered with it. I salvaged 2 older drives from my old desktop PC (the 2006 Digital Storm) which has just been sitting in the closet. This is also my impetus to pull whatever parts I want to save out of that old thing and then just toss the rest.

Now I have 2 NAS devices with 8 drives I can get to. Between those and the internal drives I've got over 14TB of space, and most of that is sitting empty. Inside the desktop I've got a drive for backups (which should let the backup run faster since it's internal to the computer), and I can copy the backup to one of the NAS drives for safety in case the PC power supply freaks out (nas_6 is dedicated to that for now). The NAS drive space will let me share files between the desktop, laptop, and MacBook, too.

This past Christmas I had enough network cables running hither and yon that I finally got an actual switch to centralize everything.

Only the desktop is on right now, so above shows how it and the 2 NAS devices are plugged into the switch. Then I've got my wireless router plugged into the switch, too. What seems missing, except I know how things are plugged in, is that my cable modem is plugged directly into the switch and not the router. But it all works, and that's all that matters to me right now.

This is a lot easier that copying files on thumb drives to go back and forth. It generates nerdy pictures, too.

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12 Days of Star Trek Blu-Rays

06.21.2012

2 weeks ago I decided to re-watch all of the Star Trek movies. Around Christmas of 2010, I caught a sale on got the blu-ray versions of all of the movies. The first set contained the first 6 movies featuring the original cast, while the 2nd set had the 4 movies from the Next Generation cast. I had recently picked up the 2009 reboot already in blu-ray, so I was good to go on that one. Each of the 2 sets also contained a bonus disc of special features.

As is my way, the discs have set on a shelf ever since my unboxing of them. I've been wanting to watch them again, and my post-surgical recovery was affording me the perfect opportunity. Being home in bed is a great time to watch movies! Being on drugs and apt to fall asleep often is a great time to watch movies you've already seen! I took this as my impetus to watch a movie per day, so that would give me 11 days of movie watching. Granted, I could have crammed them all into a 1 or 2 day marathon, but why should I be in a hurry? Plus, watching sci-fi movies made from 1979 though 2009 would probably test my tolerance for what could come across today as cheesy.

So I loaded up 1979's Star Trek The Motion Picture on the first day, laid back in the bed, and over the course of 5 hours I watched it. There was a nap or 2 involved. I've probably seen this movie a dozen times since 1979. I remember living in Florence, probably in 1980 or 1981, and it was the $1 Saturday morning movie at the local theater, so I made sure Mom took me! That's why the advent of home video is so good - it lets parents sleep in on Saturdays.

I went through all of the movies and took little notes on the action, trying to see if there was a formula to what they were making. Did every movie have time travel (thinking back it always felt like it). I compiled a little list:

In the 11 Star Trek Movies

• 18 destroyed space ships

- 3 Klingon ships destroyed by V'Ger (ST 1)
- Reliant explodes/self destructs and creates the Genesis planet (ST 2)
- Trader ship & USS Grissom destroyed by Bird of Prey (ST 3)
- Enterprise self destructs (ST 3)
- General Chang's Bird of Prey (ST 6)
- 2 freighters caught in the Nexus ribbon (ST 7)
- Lursa & B'Etor's Bird of Prey (ST 7)
- Borg mother and probe ships (ST 8)
- ??? In the Borg/Federation battle, hard to tell which Fed ships were hit and which were destroyed. (ST 8)
- Son'a ship in the Briar Patch [a 2nd one was left damaged] (ST 9)
- Radiation Harvester self destructs (ST 9)
- Shinzon's ship, destroyed with Data on it (ST 10)
- To be honest so many ships blew up in the beginning that I lost count and never caught back up (ST 11)
- Spock's ship crashing into the Narada, forming a black hole. (ST 11)

• 4 Time travel

- Let's slingshot into 1986! (ST 4)
- Picard exits the Nexus 5 min before he enters (ST 7)
- Borg & Enterprise go back to April 4, 2063 (ST 8)
- Spock goes back to start a new time thread (ST 11)

• 2 Times that Earth in imminent danger of being destroyed

- V'Ger (ST 1)
- Whale probe (ST 4)

• 6 Blowed up planets/stars

- Genesis Planet (ST 3)
- Praxis (ST 6)
- 2 suns and Veridian III (ST 7)
- Vulcan (ST 11)

• Major characters that died at least once

- Spock (ST 2)
- Kirk (ST 7)
- Data (ST 10)

Now I can better compare the movies and see what's aged well and what bothers me. My favorite is still Star Trek 2: Wrath of Khan. It's got action, the characters I remembered growing up with, a good story. The story stalls in a couple of places, but I blame part of that in watching the movie so many times I could probably recite the story. My least favorite, surprisingly, has become Star Trek Generations (ST 7). The characters are just wrong. Picard is moody over the loss of some of his family. Kirk isn't... right. Cinematically, the lighting in the movie is bad, too. Way too dark.

Now I am going to not watch Star Trek for a little while.

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Anesthetized

06.20.2012

A few weeks ago, I mentioned my then upcoming Pilonidal Cyst surgery. Well, I've finally had the surgery and am healing normally. My next doctor visit is this coming Monday where I expect he'll say I'm doing fine and can go back to work. I haven't been back to work since May 24. If I could make the same salary by not going to work I would take that job!

I could go into detail about my surgery, what the surgeon did, and my recovery thus far, and I may do that later. For now, since that's been all my life's been about for the last 3 weeks, I'll just share a fun little story that's a subset of what's happened lately.

Years ago, at least 14 years, I had to get my wisdom teeth pulled. When my friends would go in for the procedure, they would talk about getting knocked out and how far backwards they got to count from to. "I got 7! Well I got to 6!" I wondered how far I would get. The time came for me to sit in the chair and get hooked up to an IV, people were wandering around the room and I was getting relaxed, wondering how far back I would manage to count. I'm a big guy, so they would probably have to give me more drugs to knock me out. I'm also a bit of a lightweight when it comes to drugs, since I've never taken anything stronger than Sudafed and don't drink. I got comfortable, blinked, and there was nobody in the room.

It was quiet, how'd it get so quiet? I looked around and saw nobody else. I hesitantly ran my tongue along my inner cheek. Cotton. Dammit! Everything was finished and I hadn't even gotten to start at 10!

14 years later I'm wondering the same thing again. I'm at least 100 lbs heavier and this is going to be a more invasive surgery, so they're going to really knock me out. The anesthesiologist comes into pre-op and asks me a couple of questions (which lead to him deciding that I'll need a breathing tube during surgery as a safety measure, but that's another story). After about 30 minutes I'm wheeled into the OR.

In the OR, the anesthesiologist and nurse anesthetist are talking over some combination of what drug to give me and the anesthetist putting in the breathing tube. There's a mask laying on my face, but only because they needed a place to put it. I'm hooked up to something where I can hear my heartbeat beeping, and I'm definitely alive. Finally it's time to get to business, and the anesthetist holds the mask down with what felt like all 100 lbs of her weight.

With the mask on, the anesthesiologist begins yelling at me. "Ok, breath in! Now, breath out! In!" This is what I was thinking (as best as I can remember 3 weeks later):

• Inhale #1: Is this just oxygen? Why is he yelling at me?
• Exhale #1: If I breathe as fast as he wants I'm going to hyperventilate.
• Inhale #2: Ok, that's different. I guess they're pumping in the drugs now. God she's holding this thing tight.
• Exhale #2: Good lord this is stuffy. Feels like I can barely breathe. I wanted to lift my hand to take the mask off, and I'm hoping I stopped myself before they had to. No, wait, it's supposed to be like that.
• Inhale #3: Yep, those drugs are working. I'm going to be out in no time.

And that was all I remembered before waking up in the recovery room. I guess I can claim that I counted back to 7?

The counter to being such a pushover to anesthesia is that both times (wisdom teeth and cyst) when I woke up I'm pretty alert. Not groggy, I know what's going on and where I am. When Gina met me going into my hospital room she said she was amazed and how well I looked (this is also a counter for how bad she looked when she was last in the hospital). I tried to chalk it up to being a morning person as far as once I wake up, I'm awake.

I guess being anesthetized once every 14 years isn't too bad?

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