Neanderpundit

Well, shit. Who would play in Peoria?

When the machine I am working on arrived here, there was five feet of water in the facility. they waited with the machine on high ground until they could get it into position.

Now I’m adding some minor parts that make the system run a bit better and will, I hope, end my involvement. And then home. Living on the road, even for one day, becomes a chore quickly.

Having had my nose roto-rooted has been quite the experience.

On the downside, the antibiotics they’ve given me have the effect of giving me constant acid indigestion, which I cannot do anything about since anything with calcium interferes with the effectiveness of the ABX. So no milk, no tums, nothing that would help my stomach. This is all over on Thursday, so there will be an end to the pain.

On the upside, I can breathe. It took a couple days, and when I visited the doctor for my followup, he yanked other wads of stuff out of my nose, mostly chunks of clotted blood but there seemed to be (Based on the sensations as he extracted them) a porcupine, several boxes of auto parts, and at least one large wriggling thing named “fred”. Now I’m pretty sure I could accidentally inhale most of my pillow as I sleep. I am beginning to have dreams that I am an old Eaton M62.