Friday, June 03, 2005


So, I’m anemic again. I have been, on and off, for years, but I thought I had it licked this time. Not even close, apparently.

It was almost a relief to get the call from the lab. I’ve been feeling slightly fucked up for weeks, somewhere between edgy and scattered and bone-tired. I could feel myself receding from things; the nerves were too close to the skin, and I couldn’t catch my breath. I assumed it was stress, because everything is stress.

Sometimes I worried that it had come to it—that the recessive genes had surged, and that I was finally going mad. Would you know it if you were? My brother didn’t. I doubt my mother did either.

So now it’s back on the iron pills and hoping they take, quickly. I’ve got shit to do.


Anonymous said...

Anemia?! I'm afraid the only known cure is STOUT BEER, and a great deal of it. My sympathies.

bob said...

Nothing that a little back-alley badminton can't cure.

Feel better...

Vila H. said...

Beer and badminton -- but of course! Thanks, docs!

Anonymous said...

Hey, I wanted to let you guys know that I wasn't coming tonight, but I don't have your phone number (or proper email). This is the best I can do, sorry

Anonymous said...

Floradix, health food store. It's all natural, works much better, no gut-rot no constipation. Great for energy level. Keep it in the fridge or it ferments.