Medicine, blood Show more
The hospital will be checking me regularly in case I pick up a cold or something, which could do me quite a bit of damage. "Immunocompromised" is fun to say, but not much fun to be.
This treatment isn't for cosmetic reasons: I love my skin and I don't care what people think of it. This is happening because psoriasis is an autoimmune disease: it puts a heavy load on my immune system, causing my constant exhaustion, and possibly also depression.
Anyway, here's my lovely tummy.
Medicine, blood Show more
Today I had a chest X-ray and about six vials of blood taken. They're putting me on biologics.
Biologics are the last line of attack for psoriasis, after the topical treatments, phototherapy, and systemics I've been through in the last few years. They will knacker my immune system, so they needed to test my blood for lots of viruses.
Another attempt at a live storytelling video. This is a story by Frank Muir. Yantantessera the cat makes an appearance.
If I'd been born the sea, then I suppose
though ages might have ended since I rolled
my breakers round the sand beneath your toes
I'd still remember how it felt to hold
your body, how my ripples on your skin
delighted you; I'd dream of you inside
my depths, of how you washed me from within
each hour I held you close in love and tide;
New legislation for "serious shortage protocols":
"The provision, part of the contingency planning for a possible no-deal #Brexit, allows pharmacists to swap drugs, reduce quantity or change dosage, overruling GP prescriptions."
@feonixrift this sort of thing was a big problem when I worked at Nokia. The N900 was designed so the user can have as much freedom as they want (it runs Linux). But the operators, the telcos, *hate* user freedom. They want to lock down as much as possible before they'll offer the phone to their subscribers.
Just overheard a fascinating conversation in Paperchase. Shop assistant kept asking a teenager for her email address so she could sign up for a loyalty card, and the girl didn't know what "email address" meant!
"You mean the address for my house?"
After quite a while the penny dropped and she said "Oh, you mean my email!"
Does this mean that "email" is starting to mean "email address" and if so, what will we say when we actually mean an email?
I need to hire a professional sensitivity reader/consultant to have a look at a poem for me.
It's a bit delicate, because it isn't my poem! But I have, with permission, set it to music.
I haven't published yet, and I'm aware there is one line that might be ableist but in all honesty I can't tell. If it is, I need help finding words to ask the poet to change it.
Is this a thing that can be bought? How much am I looking at?
The dreams I plant in someone's mind may bloom as hope for humankind
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