Random thoughts you probably won’t care that you read.

So, is there a genetic component to having a deviated septum? I assume there is, since the structure of your face and many deformities are in most ways hereditary. How does a deviated septum even exist today? Everyone who had one would have died off hundreds of years ago and most of them as children. There’s just no way they could have survived multiple winters after the infection began in their sinus cavities…. unless… Maybe some in warmer, more humid climates were okay.

I suppose evolution can’t be broke, so I must have ancestors aside from Irishmen who lived in tropical places. Yep I’m from central America, and thus I have a crooked nose and have to deal with sinus near-death every year. My dad does too… and since his mom is from Hungary this trait must be from his dad’s side… makes you wonder how my Irish great-grandparent met a Brazilian. Oh well.

Thank you deductive reasoning.

Despite my bronchialsinusdeath, originally a strain of the T-virus Kevin says I first caught from him, I visited Carrollton to see Caleb and his show this past weekend. I brought all my usual preventative sinus infection care and had a great time! Still feeling dizzy from all the medicine head… this entry is an attempt to actually process the weekend.

The show was “All Shook Up,” a love-polygon story typical of high school theater. For Saturday night Caleb was the lead and spent most of the show in a leather jacket singing, which was actually pretty fantastic. It was all Elvis music. I met up with his friend Alec (who is also kind of his ex) before the play, since otherwise I would have no one to sit with. By sheer coincidence though, Alec and I sat immediately next to Caleb’s mom — of all the seats in the whole auditorium — and this made Caleb’s introduction of us following the show much more amusing.

After the show we ate Mexican at the Lazy Donkey and I checked us in on facebook out of obsessive habit. Upon checking his newsfeed, this made Alec’s old and new again quasi-boyfriend insanely jealous for a variety of reasons and added just a touch of drama to my margarita. His name is also coincidently Justin, which has to suck for him based on the resulting automatic comparison. I immediately fell in love with Caleb’s mom and did not see enough of her this weekend whatsoever. We watched Easy A with her after dinner and I wish I could go do that again instead of going to work in a couple hours. That’s right… YUM! - Ooh, Burn! - Oh yeahh …Easy A.

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Got a cold! Which for me automatically means Defcon 1 for sinus infection. Felt like shit Wednesday but had to get up to help my sister move. Basically I melted in the sun and murdered my stomach, mostly just slowing the process down. By the time I resuscitated myself I was distracted enough by other things that I called into work and fell asleep. Most of the evening was awkward but worthwhile, as expected. As I’ve had a tendency to do, I stayed up too late running my mouth and still felt like shit this morning. I knew I only had one shot at getting any better in time for the weekend…

When I woke up today I decided to do everything I could to 1. heal my mind (empty my stressful to-do list) and 2. heal my body (flush it with meds and vitamins) so that I could rest easy tonight. I thought I might go into work for a few hours later in the evening but it didn’t happen, and that’s probably for the better.

So, at my own leisurely pace, I picked up meds from Walmart, had the new tire that was ordered installed on my car, went to the post office about the passport I need for my cruise in July, and then had the oil changed in my car and new wipers put on. No more “maintenance required” light in my dash! This is all good because I expect to be doing a lot of driving this weekend. Caleb is the lead in a play on Saturday night over in Carrollton (blegh) but I’ve almost never visited him there and I expect it to be totally worth the trip. I thoroughly enjoyed the last play I saw him in even though I pretty much drove up just to see it and then drove back. This time I’ll probably meet up with his friend Alec beforehand so I don’t have to sit alone and then I’ll have dinner with Caleb and his mom afterward, who I’ve never met.

When I got home I had a few precious it’s-practically-5PM-minutes to call my health insurance for my card info since I didn’t know where my card was, and I was able to locate a doctor that took an appointment for 6:30. I thought this was fantastic! I’d get my antibiotics like I always do so I can kick this sinus infection at its very beginning rather than waiting until it was killing me/easily diagnosable…

Apparently the desk lady thought by “doctor appointment” I meant “P.A. appointment.” I didn’t. This old not-a-doctor man that I ended up seeing was almost a complete waste of time. I was immediately grateful for not having a co-pay. He tried to give me an antihistamine instead of a decongestant (been there done that, get that allergy medicine you’re paid to promo out of my face). Then he said since he couldn’t be sure it was a sinus infection yet I would have to wait on antibiotics. Mother fucker what am I doing here?! He at least gave me something to “help me sleep” but he was only competent enough to identify the liquid form (it’s most commonly prescribed as a tablet)… but hey, the codeine in the cough syrup is starting to work right… about… now. Which is really the only benefit I received from the whole experience.

That being said, I’m going to try to go to bed earlyish/soon! I expect tomorrow to be a much better day even though I have to go into work in the morning.