pajama pants

I have found that one helpful thing when you have stomach troubles is to NOT wear pants....at least not the kind that normally fit.  These are what we call "fat pants".  They cover everything, but loosely.  As much as I stay at home I should invest in several pair from the 'gentral.  If you buy them little enough they're leggings.  Bigger is better when it comes to lounging.  And it's not just me that's down and out.

I have never seen so many sick people at the same time in my life.  It's not just one bug but several swirling around out there being passed from one person to another.  Did i mention hand sanitizer?  We can't live in a bubble, you know.  I see people opening door knobs with their sleeves and whatnot.  And I understand because it's every freakin' where.  It's what we in the business called "community acquired."  That's why infectious disease specialists were invented.  The farther along that healthcare moved the more we can understand drug resistance which is a huge problem.  They mutate to where a certain drug won't work anymore.  MRSA is an example.  So is VRE.  

Those sensitivities are identified in the microbiology lab to begin with.  Drugs regimens are changed according to the report if the bug is resistant. This is the result of years of antibiotic use. What was once a miracle has turned into a game that changes its' plays every day on a switch in DNA.  

I don't know about y'all but I feel like I had a rifle scope to my head with all this Middle Eastern drama.  Why?  Why?  Why?  The ones with the mightier tools will prevail and it ain't us.  Just saying.  Drones are scary and I really don't understand how our POTUS thinks that he's not vulnerable to the same thing that he did.  MAGA and all that.  Meh.

I have realized that I'm figuring out my second career.  I've spent two years doing odd jobs to survive but it's time to settle on something.  If I were a college student I would be majoring in political science.  There's no money in that but at least you understand how governments work.  There is no money in my other passion which is art, yet that is the direction in which I'm being pulled.  I am an excellent photographer but haven't used my skills in years except phone  shots.  My parents used to laugh at me crawling around the bluffs of this farm taking pictures and called me "Dick Flowers."  But you know what?  I have recorded every bit of my history here.

Y'all be kind and safe and wary of doorknobs.  And keep the faith ^j^