We went out to see Shrek 2 tonight. It's quite funny, I think. There are lots of silly references to other movies, other fairy tales, the first Shrek movie. I liked it very much. It's v. fine.
so much activity
I went to the doctor today to see about fixing up my thyroid some more. It's getting closer to normal (she didn't give me numbers) but she thinks three more months before we really know what's going on.
I started thinking, "Am I going to die earlier than I would have because I'm taking medicine? Am I going to live longer? Will I live a shorter time and have my quality of life increased? Or a longer time full of general malaise?"
I know these are meaningless questions as there's nothing to compare it to anyway and what difference would it really make in my life?
I started asking those questions and shutting them off and going through all kinds of information and experiences all in my head as I sat on the exam table holding my sandals on with my curled up toes.
I want to shut off the thoughts, but there's a morbid curiosity and then there's the scolding I give myself that I shouldn't even bother to worry or think about such things.
And then I saw Dr. Phil on the cover of Good Housekeeping magazine. I don't like Dr. Phil. How great can he be if he only has a first name? He's a doctor and he doesn't use his last name? What a dope.
His headline said, "Dr. Phil knows what you want!" or something like that. I know that I want some answers to difficult questions.
I'm also up for random questions without answers:
Will I live longer if I take this medication or if I don't?
What would I do if I were Princess Fiona and was married to Shrek?
Why are there signs for handicapped stuff that have the wheelchair going in both directions?
How many times can I turn my computer on and off before I break its ability to turn off and on?
Should I worry about that?
Should I leave my computer on more often?
What would happen to my skin if I had a giant blow drier instead of a towel?
Would I get all scaly without exfoliation?
Would my skin get really dry?
Would it take me longer to dry off?
Dr. Phil doesn't know about me. He doesn't have all the answers.
He doesn't even have a last name.
Dope.
Posted by dotty at June 11, 2004 11:39 PMWhat if you had lost all muscle control in your toes and your sandals had fallen off and you had to stand on the floor to get them? What if you picked up a fungus? Would you then have to take a medicine for that ? What would Dr. Phil perscribe ? Oh wait Dr. Phil can't perscribe medicine because he is a psychologist and not a psychitrist. And then there is the greater question of why in the world would you lose all muscle control in your toes in the first place? I think that needs further investigation.
Posted by: The queen at June 12, 2004 07:03 AMProbably the better question is why does the Queen choose to comment on your toes out of all the things you discussed in your blog? Quite possibly the Queen is Slightly Flawed !
Posted by: The Queen at June 12, 2004 07:06 AM