Like Hok Lee I woke up and my face was paralyzed. Actually his was swollen but mine is paralyzed. A condition called Bell's Palsey involves infalmmation of the seventh cranial nerve. Uaually associated with Herpes virus but also Diabetes is a culprit. I feelo like popeye and look like him except for the forearms which were a little wierd anyway. A drool on my left side and bite my lip and food gets caught on that side like a hamster. When I laugh only my right side seems to have a good time. My left side is terribly serious. I am getting electrical stimualtion to me left face kinda like Cuckoo's Nest but not so much. It tingles a little and my muscles just respond with "ok, ok, I get it". The physical therapist is about 30 ish and gorgeous. I think today she is going to rub my temple. I'm not sure if that was literally or if it was a religios practice. Either way if she is doing it I will enjoy.
It is perfect that it is my left side as that represents my unconscious side. It fell asleep probably in retaliation for that DSM IV evaluation of Schmidt. It was all right side. So my left side said fuck it, I'm going to sleep. It seems I will need to delve deeply into my unconsious to win it back. It is just like a woman, the unconscious, the moon, waxing and waning, the inconstant moon. A scorned woman. I will have to be charming and attentive and apparently dance with the dwarfs.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
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