They promised me it wouldn't happen. They were wrong. Did they lie?
Doctors are too much like real people sometimes. Maybe its the world wide lessening of standards. I know that the doc's avoid patients they know are dying. I know they like to give you a rosy picture. Who wants to deliver bad news. Or its often easier to give the cowardly answer instead of dealing with the patient who can't quite take the bad news.
I've never heard of a doc getting slugged by a patient who didn't like the news on his health, but I can imagine it happening.
For me, they told me that Bell's Palsy was a once a lifetime thing.
I got it again. Dang.
I looked it up on google. Yeah, I know I should have done it right away but I can't be bothered to look up everything, let alone something that I already have decent news about. I mean I found this great sounding band, Relient K, pop punk. I didn't look them up. I wanted to hear about them not look for them from other people who bothered to look them up.
So how could you expect me to look up a disease?
Seems that there's a lot the doc's didn't bother to tell me. Like that diabetic's have a 40% greater shot at scoring them some Bell's Palsy. (Thanks for some more fringe benefits chemotherapy) And they have like a 20% chance of scoring it again. Which pretty much contradicts what the doc's told me. I was fit then. Maybe they figured I'd slug them if I got bad news.
Having half a paralyzed face isn't all that bad. The hardest thing is shaving, and you know I have to shave. When we spent two weeks crossing Death Valley I still shave every third day. After 3 days I figure I look like Gabby Hayes (archaic reference). Its really hard to shave something you can't feel. I mean barbers do it all the time so I guess its more a failing in me.
The other nasty part is that food and drink fall out of the paralyzed side of your face. Which is nastier for guests and partners than for me. It also makes interesting stain patterns on my shirts.
I guess I could wear a bib but that feels like giving in to the disease! I get stupid that way. Never concede to a disease. Then it knows you're watching it, I guess.
The worrisome part is my eyes.
The first time it really thrashed out my left eye. Funny that a paralyzed face causes your eye to remain open and not shut. I washed it plenty, liquid tears, the eye patch, the whole shot but it still got dried out and a speck of dirt must have gotten into it. I can get along with it. But I couldn't function at the same level with two eyes that messed up.
The pain is annoying but nothing to freak out about. This case isn't as bad as the last one. And it clears up relatively fast. I just wish they'd told me so I could add some sort of preventative into my daily regime.

I started watching "Spy Smasher". Its okay. I cans see why a lot of people pick it as their fave serial.
Kane Richmond looks truly cool leaping over walls and off 8 foot cliffs. He's over six foot and looks impressive in the fights.
There's some impressive Pre Quasi Steam punk style gadgets and weapons. Its okay. But it doesn't move me.
I think the main issue I have is that the villains are the Nazi's. This at least justifies the impressive amount of henchmen and the cool weaponry.
There's even some international heroism and an interesting picture of the Vichy Government and a touching scene involving sacrifice, so touching its surprising it wasn't saved for an American.
The thing was made at the weight of WWII. I mean what they were fictionalizing was really going on. I guess this sort of propaganda could keep some spirits higher.
I can see how this touch of filmed history could add to the impact of the serial to present day viewers but I keep seeing the kids in the 40's, kids who's brothers, fathers and friends were really there dying. This sort of harmless propaganda may have encouraged them but it discourages me. The War To End All Wars.
I have to go wash out my eyes. Take some pills. I'm looking forward to the pills. A part of me thinks each pill will lead me out of this. Bad way to think.