It has been a couple of days since I have posted--not because I have been so sick that I have been nonfunctional (you know me, when I am sick to the death because of the drugs, I manage to post out a blue streak against my tormentors, somehow), but because, actually I have been healthier. About three nights ago, my brain stem was somehow moved or adjusted, and while it has not cured my autistic symptomology, which is greatly exaggerated by the viral download, it has lessened the worst of it. Most important to me, has been my renewed ability to read hard copy print. All of my life I have been a huge reader and genuine lover of well-written prose and poetry. The brain implants and viral downloads stopped all of that. I still would force myself to read books on occasion, but the ability to imaginatively immerse myself or stay focused in rapt concentration, disappeared. Interestingly enough, I could read web posts (the shorter the better--too hard to concentrate for long periods of time), for the purpose of crunching information and data, but I could not appreciate the read, or for that matter, read online literary production.
So, you can imagine my excitement and happiness to learn that the brain stem adjustment, has enabled me to read literary works again, and I have been catching up on some hard copy reading, and still have a bit to go.
In addition to my new found ability to read again, I now have a hyperacute sense of smell--and I mean hyper. In my early adulthood, I would experience this hyperacute smell when I came down with a migraine, and I noticed that sometimes the viral download would trigger it, but now, it seems omnipresent. I have to say that I don't like my own smell when this hyperacute function is in play. To me, I smell like "dead meat". When I began eating meat again (because the body was starving for it), after a couple of years as a vegetarian, I noticed that my body smelled like meat, but it was a "gamey meat" smell, not a "dead meat" smell.
Oh well, I am alive and kicking, and have a lot to do. I have thoughts stirring in my mind, and a lot (literally) knocking on my mental door, begging for attention. I know what I think--I just need to do the hard work to prove it, but I feel compelled to work through what is on my plate now, before diving into a new meal. Rest assured, though, to anyone trying to get my attention--you have got it, and I will follow up on it.
Now, I have a lot of work to do--so I am going to get to it.