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Aug. 7th, 2021 02:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brin_bellway[cw: illness, (mild) food, (fairly mild) vomit]
(edit: part 1)
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Updates:
My doctor is not aware of any immune disorders that manifest like this, and as such she can't think of any tests she could do in advance that would be likely to have useful results. She'll try examining me next time I am actively having a cold and see if anything stands out as Weird.
She noted that my reaction to noroviruses in particular sounds like it's within the normal range, albeit near the bad end. In some people, she said, eating dairy prolongs digestive illnesses, so I should try to avoid dairy on future occasions and see if that helps. (I'd already noticed that eating cheese seems to make my stomach more acidic, and have been avoiding it whenever I am concerned I may vomit later.)
One of the more well-formed Dreamwidth-drafts-from-possible-futures in my head is from a future where I get officially diagnosed with an immune disorder, and it's titled "Names have power". Someday I may yet get a chance to post it, but so far it's looking like I may never hold the power of a name over this trait.
But reality is what it is, even if we cannot name it. I may never have Official Papers to point to as proof to others that the strength of my desire to avoid getting sick is based in experience, but *I* know, and I can pursue my values without their aid.
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I've scheduled a dental checkup for next week. Between the continuing absence of dental coverage in my short-to-medium-term future, the inevitable COVID surge in the autumn, and the increasing suspicions that COVID-19 vaccines and in particular Pfizer start to fade after a few months, this is the best opportunity I am likely to get for a long time. Whatever the future holds, well-cared-for teeth will be helpful in handling it.
(I tried putting my best estimates of what a dental checkup would involve into microcovid.org, and the output was 10 microCOVIDs: one in a *hundred thousand* chance of contracting COVID-19 from the occasion. I doubt the real answer is that low--microcovid.org has a notable blind spot regarding leftover aerosols from people who *used* to be in that airspace--but there is some reassurance in it nonetheless.)
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After a great deal of testing and fitting (very glad I went to a camping store instead of trying my luck on eBay), I bought an Osprey Kyte 46. Expensive, but you get what you pay for, and skimping on a bag you may one day trust your life to is a bad idea. And it wasn't much cost by insurance standards.
(Mom decided not to buy a new bug-out bag, on the grounds that she is physically incapable of hiking long distances and so there is no point in her owning a hiking pack. The bag she already has would suffice for car-based evacuations.)
I went for a three-mile practice walk the next day. The pack itself is good so far, but I think I need to replace the gel inserts in my boots.
(edit: part 1)
---
Updates:
My doctor is not aware of any immune disorders that manifest like this, and as such she can't think of any tests she could do in advance that would be likely to have useful results. She'll try examining me next time I am actively having a cold and see if anything stands out as Weird.
She noted that my reaction to noroviruses in particular sounds like it's within the normal range, albeit near the bad end. In some people, she said, eating dairy prolongs digestive illnesses, so I should try to avoid dairy on future occasions and see if that helps. (I'd already noticed that eating cheese seems to make my stomach more acidic, and have been avoiding it whenever I am concerned I may vomit later.)
One of the more well-formed Dreamwidth-drafts-from-possible-futures in my head is from a future where I get officially diagnosed with an immune disorder, and it's titled "Names have power". Someday I may yet get a chance to post it, but so far it's looking like I may never hold the power of a name over this trait.
But reality is what it is, even if we cannot name it. I may never have Official Papers to point to as proof to others that the strength of my desire to avoid getting sick is based in experience, but *I* know, and I can pursue my values without their aid.
---
I've scheduled a dental checkup for next week. Between the continuing absence of dental coverage in my short-to-medium-term future, the inevitable COVID surge in the autumn, and the increasing suspicions that COVID-19 vaccines and in particular Pfizer start to fade after a few months, this is the best opportunity I am likely to get for a long time. Whatever the future holds, well-cared-for teeth will be helpful in handling it.
(I tried putting my best estimates of what a dental checkup would involve into microcovid.org, and the output was 10 microCOVIDs: one in a *hundred thousand* chance of contracting COVID-19 from the occasion. I doubt the real answer is that low--microcovid.org has a notable blind spot regarding leftover aerosols from people who *used* to be in that airspace--but there is some reassurance in it nonetheless.)
---
After a great deal of testing and fitting (very glad I went to a camping store instead of trying my luck on eBay), I bought an Osprey Kyte 46. Expensive, but you get what you pay for, and skimping on a bag you may one day trust your life to is a bad idea. And it wasn't much cost by insurance standards.
(Mom decided not to buy a new bug-out bag, on the grounds that she is physically incapable of hiking long distances and so there is no point in her owning a hiking pack. The bag she already has would suffice for car-based evacuations.)
I went for a three-mile practice walk the next day. The pack itself is good so far, but I think I need to replace the gel inserts in my boots.
