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I have little to update you on today and I'm good with that; the past few weeks has been a lot. Speaking of which, I mentioned to Cathryn at work this morning that my accident was three weeks ago Tuesday, and I was discharged from the hospital three weeks ago today; she immediately said, "Where does the time go? That was three weeks ago?" Yep!
On the upside, my relatively steady pain has subsided enough that even though I
did remember to bring an Extra Strength Tylenol with me to work yesterday, I never thought about it and so I never took an afternoon dose. Now, it did mean that after taking a dose of two pills in the morning, I took another dose of two pills before bed—but, for like two and a half weeks I had been taking two pills three times a day, so this is clear progress.
That said, I did try to get back to my every-other-day stretching routine, and that did hurt just a little. I wasn't exericising otherwise; I think I should clearly wait to get back to my push-ups until after the prescribed six weeks of no bike riding are up. I feel like I should be able to stretch, though, and I
really don't want a return of the nerve pain that the stretches have been very effective at preventing.
I think this may habe contributed to my being slightly stiffer than usual when I woke up this morning, but I was still basically okay. It seeemd more significant that, unlike the vast majority of the past three weeks, I slept like a log last night and did not wake up 20 minutes before my alartm even went off; I was actually deep asleep when it went off this morning. These seem like all good things to me. I even walked home after the movie I went to see yesterday, my first time walking up the hill since the accident.
I did finally go into the lab at Virginia Mason on my way to work this morning, to get a whole bunch of blood work done: the regular, quarterly blood work I do in order to stay on my PrEP prescription; the annual, extra blood work done for my annual physical (which Dr. Means agreed to combine with my follow-up appointment after my accident, on June 3); and and at least one, if not more (I can't remember) tests redone to make sure my blood looks good in terms of blood count or hemoglobin or whatever. Test results have come in pretty quickly, and although there is the label of "Abnormal" next to "Comprehensive Metabolic Panel" (same as with "Basic Betabolic Panel" on 5/28), things are looking pretty good and normal. I figure if there were anything of real concern, someone would actually call me, and that hasn't happened.
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The movie I saw was
Stop! That! Train!, which was probably the most disappointing movie I have seen all year so far. It clearly thinks it's far funnier than it actually is, which I found kind of exasperating.
There's a pop culture podcast with gay hosts that I've been listening to for years, called
Keep It! It was once hosted by three people, including Louis Virtel, Ira Madison III, and for some time, a third host who was a queer Black woman. I can't remember the names of the third hosts because the woman cohost changed after a while, and the second one stayed a while too, and then when she left they just never replaced her; Louis never replaced Ira either when Ira left the podcast last year, after several years on it. Now he just picks random people to cohost with him every week, and this week's episode had him and this other guy first absoluting
shitting on
Disclosure Day, which I thought had a couple of flaws but was absolutely thrilling; and then he had Matt Rogers on as a guest, who is in the cast of
Stop! That! Train!, and Louis just totally fawned over this movie and called it hilarious. I've been a fan of Louis Virtel for like a decade, but listening to him talk about these two movies made me wonder if either he's changed or I have just been misjudging him all this time. I kept thinking,
What the fuck is he talking about?
It was just blindingly obvious that
Stop! That! Train! wanted to be the overtly-gay, train version of
Airplane!—as I noted in my review, it straight up rips off that movie—but to say it falls short and falls flat would be an understatement of epic proportions.
Airplane!'s highly polished, gag-a-minute ethos featured humor that was dumb but also consistently effective;
Stop! That! Train!'s humor is knowingly dumb but kind of just stops there. Half the time it just doesn't work.
So anyway, I walked home, wrote the review, Shobhit made us sandwiches for dinner using focaccia bread bought in Whistler, we watched a couple very funny episodes from season 4 of
Curb Your Enthusiasm, and I went to bed.
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[posted 12:38pm]
