Ride of my Life

I just wanted to say that I think Lost is the best TV show ever produced. The writing is so brilliantly crafted. The storyline is so masterfully planned. The characters are so incredibly developed and so carefully interwoven. The clues, hints and answers are so intelligently uncovered.

Never has a show been so thought provoking, in my opinion. Most TV shows don’t make the mind think very hard. They are just….blah. Watching most TV shows is like eating candy. The minute you open it is the minute you see it. The minute you see it is the minute you consume it. The minute you consume it is the minute you taste it. The very next minute it’s GONE. All done so easy.

And there isn’t necessarily anything wrong with that. I like doing that sometimes. I like certain TV shows like that. It’s a breath of fresh air…and that’s fine.

But other times I like a little more substance. Or at least something a little more thought provoking. Lost is exactly that for me. You can appreciate it on so many different levels. Most people who watch it probably do it on the eat-it-like-candy-type level. Others watch it and analyze it on the obsessive level. I’m somewhere in the middle. People can appreciate it at all levels. And that’s one of the greatest things about it.

The show is full of connections, symbols, parallels and nuggets of treasure not easily recognizable with the naked eye or ear. If you aren’t on your toes, you might miss something critical. Every sentence, action or scene adds a piece to the bigger puzzle. Might be a small piece. Might be a big piece. But in the end it all means something.

It’s a fascinating TV show. Shows like this don’t come around that often.

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Starting last weekend, my body starting going whack. Deep fatigue and exhaustion, a self-destructing sore throat, and someone-is-banging-my-head-with-a-baseball-bat-type headaches. Super Bowl Sunday was the worst. I thought I was gonna die.

I went to the doctor on Monday. He tested me for Strep….negative. He said he didn’t know what it was. Perhaps a virus….or even worse, Mono!!!

I left the doctors office with no prescriptions, no answers and no hope. Crappy.

Each day during the entire week was exactly the same. Sore, sore throat. Every swallow was an event, a painful and excruciating event. My head aches were absolutely dreadful. One minute i’d be fine, the next minute i’d be dying. I wondered if I had a brain tumor. I sometimes still do wonder. I attempted, on multiple occasions, to go to work or just work from home. My headaches only elevated. My ability to focus and think was negative zero. Negative infinity.

I went back to the doctor on Friday….hoping for a few more answers and maybe some drugs.

Tested me for Strep again. Negative. Did a rapid test for Mono. Negative. Took some blood samples to send in for a more comprehensive test of Mono….I should get those back tomorrow. We’ll see. I really hope I don’t have Mono. But anyway….the most exciting part was that the Doc gave me some drugs.

Hallelujah!

Ever since then…..i’ve had wings. :) And i’m improving. She said it was stronger than Ibuprofen and that it would help my alleviate some of my symptoms (head aches, throat, etc). It certainly has.

Starting late Friday, I was feeling a lot better. I got a good night’s rest into Saturday and I felt pretty darn good. I felt so good that I worked pretty much all day Saturday on Zinch stuff. It was the first day I felt like I could focus my mind on something and produce. Indeed I did. I had TV on in the background (bball games, movies on TV-school of rock-saving silverman) and I just worked. It felt so so so so good.

Better than chocolate. Better than sushi. Almost better than making out with my hot wife. It was work. Straight up work. And I loved it. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the ability to produce, focus, create, think, build. Like with everything, you appreciate it more when it’s gone. It was gone from me for almost a full week. It’s finally starting to come back to me.

I feel myself getting better. I’m assuming that means it wasn’t Mono, and just a virus. Whoa, that was one crappy week of absolutely zero output. I missed some important meetings. I missed a guest lecture I was supposed to do at BYU w/ Brad and Sid. I missed exciting world events like Super Tuesday and parts of the Super Bowl. And I missed a lot of work that I needed to get done with Zinch.

But yesterday felt good. Today feels good. I think i’m officially back. Word to your mother. I’m coming back stronger than ever…..better watch out.

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There was an interesting article the other day in the New York Times about Michael Vick’s dogs…and where they are now. They are in a “sanctuary” in Kanab, Utah….being treated for some of the gruesome and horrible physical and emotional abuses they endured while with Vick. The article introduces you to some of the individual dogs, their individual experiences, and what they are up to now to become whole again, mostly emotionally. Some will never become whole again. It’s unfortunate. My heart goes out to those abused dogs. Now that I have a dog of my own, i’ve learned to love and appreciate the little fellas. Read the article here.

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