I enjoyed Jazz today..
Was it just the sunshine?
Or a stress - free mind feeling the ill-effects of way too much sleep?
Or was it a soul sick of the usual crap that public radio throws at you..
The mind numbing beaty numbers
the oh-so-convincing voices informing you of the latest attraction in town
the annoying radio jockeys who are so sure their voice is worth interrupting music for
or just that I stumbled on NPR at the right frame of an easily distractible mind
such that jazz felt like just what I needed to hear so I could relax ...
I think it was just the sunshine.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
HIV and dreams
Very interesting presentation by Dr. W today. Apparently one of the patients she was taking care of recently was a diagnosed HIV-2 case- one of a very small group in the US. As of the CDC page there are only 79 diagnosed cases in the US. http://www.cdc.gov/hiv/resources/factsheets/hiv2.htm
So far am enjoying the HIV clinic experience- full of very nerdy, goofy, easy going docs and 8-5 workdays.
Maybe not so surprisingly, the patients are quite reticent when it comes to discussing their plans with a complete stranger. I do tell them that they can freely refuse to divulge anything they are uncomfortable about - and some of them give me attitude anyway.
On personal front, am having dreams - very vivid ones. Maybe the after-effect of finally getting to sleep as much as I want and completely giving in. Was on some sort of bone-breaking, climbing mountains, travelling arid lands kind of quest one night and owned a cute, quite-unknown-breed, of medium size grey (why grey?) haired shaggy dog in the other. Both dreams were not particularly unpleasant, had no daytime triggers that I could recall, seemed to go on without any particular end point and appeared to last through the respective nights.
So far am enjoying the HIV clinic experience- full of very nerdy, goofy, easy going docs and 8-5 workdays.
Maybe not so surprisingly, the patients are quite reticent when it comes to discussing their plans with a complete stranger. I do tell them that they can freely refuse to divulge anything they are uncomfortable about - and some of them give me attitude anyway.
On personal front, am having dreams - very vivid ones. Maybe the after-effect of finally getting to sleep as much as I want and completely giving in. Was on some sort of bone-breaking, climbing mountains, travelling arid lands kind of quest one night and owned a cute, quite-unknown-breed, of medium size grey (why grey?) haired shaggy dog in the other. Both dreams were not particularly unpleasant, had no daytime triggers that I could recall, seemed to go on without any particular end point and appeared to last through the respective nights.
A was sure the dog symbolized him - which I found very funny.
Efavirenz apparently is known to give vivid dreams to takers- hence Dr. S avoids it in people who have had difficult lives.
Quite aptly
not having blogged for many months and having changed a couple of laptops (including the bookmarks) I no longer know where my old blog exists.
Somewhere on one of the many invisible threads of the world wide web there exist some thoughts that once used to be mine. I can no longer lay much claim to them - not knowing their content, their future and in some cases, surely can not even understand the person who thought that way. Turns out my old(er) blogger id was still unclaimed- so here I am again.
Anyway, new laptop, new thoughts, new experiences and new voices come to the fore. Writing bursts out of my fingertips like the thoughts forming in my head- purposeless but determinedly unstoppable :D God knows I put it off long enough.
Somewhere on one of the many invisible threads of the world wide web there exist some thoughts that once used to be mine. I can no longer lay much claim to them - not knowing their content, their future and in some cases, surely can not even understand the person who thought that way. Turns out my old(er) blogger id was still unclaimed- so here I am again.
Anyway, new laptop, new thoughts, new experiences and new voices come to the fore. Writing bursts out of my fingertips like the thoughts forming in my head- purposeless but determinedly unstoppable :D God knows I put it off long enough.
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