Acai ("ah-sigh-ee") appears to be at it's very peak with it's so-called weight-loss success, so I considered my options.
A: I REALLY have NOTHING to lose except weight.
B: Worst case scenario I boost my immune system.
C: I can buy acai extract without all the expense of the weight-loss label & extra green tea extract.
D: Do nothing.
So, I like A-C. D can go to hell.
I purchased the least expensive acai supplement which I obtained at Walmart for $8. Each softgel is 500mg, and it's recommended to take 1000mg total per day. Now, I've done little research on the supplement so far, but as I go I'll post some references.
As soon as I'm able I will weigh myself to find out current weight so I can track progress, but for now I am going to resort to jump-starting my immune system.
So, while I'm spending another weekend this fall feeling miserable I thought I would at least log when I started feeling sick and for how long.
On Sept. 22nd I started to have a really severe sore throat, but no cough, a dull headache, and felt a little ache-y. I called in to work on Sept 23rd, went to the doctor and was tested for strep throat. Negative. I also called in the 24th, and the 25th, spent the weekend (26th and 27th) being sick with was presented itself as a severe cold and sinus infection. I felt sort of all right on Monday, but I was offered to swap a shift on Wednesday the 30th for working Sunday, the 4th. So, needless to say, I started to feel a lot better and the sore throat didn't come back and my sinuses were cleared up.
So, brining it up to speed. On Oct 7th (exactly two weeks after the onset of my cold/sinus symtoms) I started to feel a bit of an irritation in my chest and the need to cough, but not hard. By the evening of the 8th I was coughing more frequently, but it felt like I had breathed in dust or some sort of allergen was irritating me. Oct 9th I was eating cough drops like candy and had a headache from hell that comes along with coughing really hard. Nothing was coming up from my lungs, but I was feeling really run down and could barely concentrate at work close to the end of the night. I put in for personal time and left work at 8pm. By the time 10pm rolled around I was so miserable I didn't even realize I had a fever. My friend Danny and her boyfriend Shane took me to walgreens so I could pick up a few things to prepare for the misery that would soon follow. I am trying to get an idea of how long this shit is going to last. I can't afford to miss any more work and I'm kicking myself for not opting for a flu shot (for free) offered through work. Damn it!
I had a fever of 100 F last night, and when I woke up this morning, I took my temperature and it was a little over 101 F. Throughout the day it's been bouncing around 100 F, even after taking some ibuprofen. I don't mind feeling run down, but it's the fact that I have a cough that just won't quit. I can't work at a call center and spend half the day putting people on hold or muting the damn call to cough my head off. I took a look at the CDC's website as to what they recommend on the flu. www.cdc.gov/h1n1flu/guidance/exclusion.htm
Anyway, so here I am, miserable and a week away from my 27th birthday. This really, really sucks. I sorta wish I had purchased Oscillococcinum last night while I was at walgreens. I think it may be a bit late now that the symptoms are hitting hard. I could have taken it yesterday before the fever hit me, but I really didn't think I was going to come down with the flu. Oh well, you live and you learn.
These two seem to go hand in hand. As soon as a confusing situation presents itself I can't sleep... doesn't matter how much sleep I had the previous night. In this case I'm working off four hours of sleep or so. I had a long day. It was a busy, yet extremely fun day. Now it's over, and I can't get to sleep. Why? I DON'T KNOW! That's where the confusion sets in. Do you see where this is going?
I'm trying to figure out where to begin on this one. My year started out promising, but there have been roadblocks, disappointments, and some serious consequences to my actions. It makes my brain hurt. I wish that I was more motivated to pursue the experiences I wish to have for myself. Things that I have learned or relearned to do this year:
Drive a stick shift (relearned).
Shoot a gun.
Say no to douchbags.
Realize that my life is what I make of it.
Friends are not always friends.
Budgeting can be helpful in getting what I need out of my paycheck.
Going out on a blind date sucks.
Getting what I need comes first before anyone else's needs.
There are other things of course, but I'm too tired to bother with racking my brain over it anymore. So here is it is. Take it or leave it.
My ability to open up and expose my heart and allow it to be damaged is just not possible for me. So I think its just better that I hurry up and get married so that I can move through my life without that kind of pressure to be myself. This is the sad horrible truth that most women feel.
I'm looking for you, but it seems like I can't find you so easily. If I knew who you were I would pursue you. Things would be so much different in my life. I have made some poor decisions while on this journey. When will I find you? Will we know each other? Are you looking for me too? If you are, I want you to know that when we find each other it will be difficult for me to trust you at first. I have been burned so many times in my life. Each time I thought I was in love and the relationship dissolved I wished for you again and again. I will probably push you away. You will have to fight for me. I know you will be a fighter. You will be strong, kind, loving, romantic, heartwarming, charismatic, protective, sincere, gravitating, and your energy will be hard for me to resist. We will have the greatest love the world has ever known. You won't be afraid to tell everyone about me. You will be proud of me. We will have children. We will love each other for who we are and we will enjoy our lives as one. Together we will accomplish our dreams. I love you, and we will have loved each other in a previous life. My heart aches for you dear.
Too many waves washed over this old stone
Worn and wandering my weight crushes the sand
The Imprint that remains catches on
Disappearing into what could be called into question
What is the difference if you kick me again
My flesh is spotted, stained, and scarred
Washed over again it does nothing to cover my shame
Look beyond what could be the answer
If you were to pick me up would I burn your hand?
Black and smoldering in the sun
Wait too long and another wave will carry me to sea
I shall remain inside a darkness later revealed
Pull down the moon and change the tide
Reach into the octopus' garden
Release me from his sticky tentacles
Your breath is running out again
Reflections in the pools ashore, just memories
The urchins' spines protect them
Reaching inside, the nettles sting
Bothersome, it isn't worth the pain
So, it's been creeping in the back of my skull to have my other shoulder done. I've been having dreams that my tattoos keep building on each other to create a masterpiece of ecclectic parts of my soul.
I really want to have some work done on my back, but every time I think about it, I can't make up my mind what I should do with my current libra symbol and how it can be encorporated into a backpiece that flows with the shoulder work that I currently have. I hate to be superficial about it, but I don't want to look like some of the white trash that I see with scattered tattoos that have nothing to do with each other.
You'll have to excuse the artist within me, but there has to be a theme... art has a theme, whether its a chromatic piece full of random cartoon shit, or designs that bring to mind the feeling of ancient old.
I'm thinking that somehow I can incorporate my stars that I have swirling on my arm (as there will be on the other shoulder, relatively soon!) that it will be easy to incorporate with my greek libra symbol. The cosmos have always been a favorite subject in my life, and so I believe it will be easier to figure out than I am making it. I think way too hard about things sometimes until the confusion overwhelms my poor little brain.
I love the ocean without any doubt in my mind. Even though water hardly belongs in the libra territory (as it is an air sign) I am very much a water dog in the traditional chinese way. I go with the flow, have a loyalty that never crumbles under extreme pressure. I've often thought about sketching out a pinup style mermaid, something with the ever-so-slight influence of sailor jerry, yet more refined, stylized.
My thoughts here are definately a work in progress, I hope that it will all get worked out with more planning on my part, and in talking with the artist that will eventually do the work.
I miss the pain of needles in my skin more than anything. It's a pleasure that can only be found in having my skin worked with ink. It excites me, keeps me coming back for more.