Recovering

09/01/2005

Thursday

I am feeling better, thanks for all the well-wishes and good thoughts. Tuesday night was probably the worst night in terms of having to wake up and the discomfort involves. I took the full day’s dose of antibiotics at once, but Doc said it would take awhile to take effect.

Up and down every single hour, just to dribble a little bit. I’d sit down and felt like I had to lay an egg, but it was just an enlarged prostate that was VERY unhappy. I’ve had a UTI before several years ago and that was pretty scary. I could actually see the blood and there was some burning as well as a low grade fever involved which I carried around for several days before going to the Urgent Care center.

This time, there was no visible blood and no fever but the discomfort was on a more massive scale. I can still see nail marks in the wall above the commode from Tuesday. A hot bath did provide some relief but that was fairly temporary. Maybe I should have slept there.

By yesterday, I was getting in better shape, and could hold my juice for a couple of hours. And last night, I only had to get up once.

This morning, I thought it might not be such a bad idea to clear some of that congestion. I haven’t approached Arwyn simply because I need to test things out myself, first. When Arwyn gives a handjob, she does a good job of playing all the way through an orgasm to the point that it can get too intense. I wanted something a bit more controlled. Erections always feel good, and with this condition they offer some relief from feeling like I have to go all the time. So I stroked myself up and got over the top and it started off feeling really good. But this quickly degraded to feeling really BAD and painful. I shot out of bed and into the bathroom, not quite sure what to do next. Taking a leak was slow in transpiring but eventually things settled down, and a shower helped, too.

Chronic cases of prostatitis are associated with decreased libido and now I can see why. A few more shock treatments like that, and this blog will definitely change in content.

Maybe it could become a political blog, as I’ve been so sorely tempted over the past year. No, I’m going to refrain and keep my lip shut.

I will say that the price of gas in the Atlanta area has gone absolutely bonkers. Yesterday, staff were getting cell phone calls from family members telling them all of the stations were going to close at 3:00. Then new calls came in confirming the rumpr, only it was now 4:00. Then it became 6:00. Panic spread as people were in line to top of tanks before the wells went dry. The day started with prices around $2.60 per gallon. By mid afternoon, it was over $3.00. By 6:00, the lowest price I saw was $3.89/gallon. The highest price I saw was for $4.65. IOW, prices nearly doubled in a single day. Since I had already filled on Monday, I wasn’t so anxious to pay hysteria-induced inflated prices. I’ll see what happens next week. Think I’ll regret not shelling out the $3.69 when I had the chance?

I will make one other political statement related to the gasoline situation. In 1999, John McCain lost the Iowa Caucuses to the GW political machine. One reason was because he didn’t campaign much there, deciding to concentrate on M. Hampshire. The other reason was because of his stance on gasahol subsidies. In Iowa, the state subsidized turning corn into alcohol and adding it to gasoline to make a 10/90 alcohol to gas ratio. The result was a higher octane, cleaner burning fuel. McCain thought the gasahol program was a loser, and the farmers in Iowa didn’t like hearing that so few voted for him making *him* the loser.

Estimates are that the loss in the gulf represents about a 25% shortfall from what we’re used to consuming. Heaven knows we need to learn to conserve from being massive energy hogs. But the gasahol idea is an ugly duckling that has turned into a swan, thanks to a billion Chinese hungry for crude and Katrina. Home grown, and good for the envirnoment to boot. Iowa and Illinois and maybe Nebraska are the only ones I know using gasahol. Every country has something they could make alcohol out of. Afterall, they’ve been drinking it since ancient times.

D.