Pals, this is Refried. We are having an air quality situation in NYC. It is very serious. I believe some people should evacuate if they are able to. However some evacuation may be dangerous if it is too smoky.

I am staying in my apartment. I am going to try not to use services and oxygen no matter what. I believe supplies are limited. I have an inhaler for my asthma so if I can’t breathe past that, then neither can anyone else.

Right now I am a little anxious and have been having asthma at night. So when I have slight shortness of breath I think it is because there is already not enough oxygen. But there is enough oxygen right now. It is just poor air quality that triggers inflammation. That is different than smoke in a burning building so you can’t breathe.

However to me the levels are really bad and it could become so bad no one can breathe indoors. 

Last time we had an air quality scare I felt that I would use the shower if I needed better air. But this time I feel that won’t really help.

I think it is expected to last one day. Some rain would be nice. I am glad my breathing is ok. Just some fear. But it is subsiding some and I can get it off my mind some.

I think they should consider bussing some people out of here.

 Hello everyone, this is Refried. I was going to go to a comedy thing tonight but the air quality was bad and my asthma has been bad lately. I have gotten trapped outside gagging before and I decided to stay home.

I did feel ok and like I had the stamina for the trip downtown but I did not feel that it was safe.

So I have to miss out. I hope people understand. Many disabled people have to not participate in stuff and might feel like they let people down. I just have to accept some limitations. This means that I will probably go to Bruce’s show on Aug 2.

Something happy is that I joined toastmasters. I am thankful and excited. This makes me kind of busy. I think that caps it off for me in terms of activities.

Tonight the staff gave us food. A hamburger and chicken. Wow that was just what I needed. I think now I will make some coffee.

Will I wash more stuff later. Really I would like to do two loads. To have a stack of clean clothes and two clean towels. I sprayed the floor and surfaces and stuff I didn’t get to before as much. Then I put a shirt over my chair and sat on that. I think it is okay now.

Remember that I dropped the nail on the floor in the corner and then found it again and picked it up with a Kleenex. Now are we sure that was the same thing I dropped. Well of course it is a priority to clean that area and I did spray it well. 

As for the infected site. It seems to not be infected but it is not completely healed either. Possibly from having a 5.7 A-1C. now do we know if all the bacteria is gone from the scab skin layer that might not have been reached by the medicine drink.  I am thinking do one more application of the newer ointment. And tonight is the final dose of the drink medicine.

I’m going to miss my sleeping bag but I decided to throw it away.

 I mean honestly we don’t know that bacteria aren’t some kind of alien invasion and they are just microscopic as compared to us or if it is even my future self from heaven and other space realms in the future time traveling to attack myself now. 

Hello everyone, I feel okay and drank coffee. I am happy about a lot of things in my life. Comedy and toastmasters, children's book groups, and Ravneet and fun times. 

I think that in this whole crazy mess of very distrubing things, definitely of note is Josiah carrying the water up the stairs for me. I mean in the middle of people being mean to me or just suspicious, and various problems and frustrations, you have a nice person who offers to help with something almost impossible for me.  So I think that is nice. And his name is Josiah.  And just the racism happening but he wasn't racist. So I think that is nice and possibly some of these events are meant for judgement day.

The pizza pal also is notable for his friendly laundry support. Honestly he is in the top one hundred for lists of prospects. I don't know if I should say that. I just mean I think he has really been a friend.

But don't anyone get the wrong idea. Last night I had an interesting dream where I was on a trip with people and TR and I kept going to this restaurant and joking about it in our old way. It was kind of cool and then I realized I had not paid attention to Ravneet enough and then there was a car accident and I pulled this other random guy out of a car but did not want to do CPR.

I mean maybe don't always just blab everything but that was interesting and brought back memories. My memory system tends to be negative and I ruminate and focus on my own old mistakes and stuff so it is good to feel positive. Toastmasters also made me recollect Catherine more clearly and I felt happy love and memories of her. Because wow we ended on a two year torture note when she had cancer and a divorce that just absolutely was chronically traumatizing. And I feel like I could not make her feel better and let her down, but she was in toastmasters and I could just remember our easier times where we coudl be happy and laugh and theologize. So wow. I mean I feel prayed for sometimes honestly and will try to do the same for everyone else.

 Ok I meant to say this in the other post. I think some people will say, isn’t it more likely that it was one of your old toenails? And the answer is no. For one thing, I don’t pick at my nails until they bleed. For another thing, I didn’t already have MRSA. 

A toenail in my room would not have had MRSA on it. Also, I simply have not pulled off a toenail with a corner of blood.

I mean it is gross but I want to say that I think if you dismiss what I am saying and tell yourself that it was probably one of my toenails then you are really kind of lazy and don’t understand the chain of events.

Ok one more topic while people are discrediting me. I think it is possible that this is my second case of stigmata. I mean that kind of loosely but it happened on exactly the day I had a TLE seizure doing comedy. And when I was doing well in creative writing school that time I had excema on my hands and feet. And it is symbolic in a literary way but also obviously kind of comical also.

Think of your wounds. Is there not an interesting religious interpretation? I just think I am not going to have the real Catholic stigmata but I had these times of successful creativity and that is where my witness is and God marked it with kind of a comical level of embarrassing health problem.

What I am not including was when I had the excema wound on my foot and stepped in NYC puddles. That is dangerous. These health things happen to people on a dirty city and I am thankful I have an explanation for my mysterious illness.

I don’t keep things to myself in the ways some people do. You can earn rewards by not calling yourself a saint.  But I don’t mean it like that. I mean look at God doing interesting things with our lives. 

 Hello everyone, this is Refried. There has been an interesting development on the elevator MRSA case.

i believe I tracked it in from my other ER visit. I found something in my sleeping bag that was a hard brown and yellow flake with a black corner. and some fuzzy tiny moldy spots. What do you think that might be? Well I will tell you. It is someone else’s paronchynia treatment. A toenail yanked from an oozing sore.

I tracked it in on my clothes or shoe or something and I  believe that is why I got an out of the ordinary condition. 

This means that it probably is MRSA and not just staph. That is not good but really the antibiotics have worked. So I have one more day on them and need to clean all my clothes and surfaces. But that is what I feel better about. I saw what caused it and as I said in another note it is kind of a point of reference for clean and dirty. Like I need to spray everything and then wash it but a shirt I wore in my chair is not the same as a bloodstained nail with fuzz on it.

I threw it away in a trashcan outside. Maybe the hospital would have appreciated having the evidence for their purposes, but really, we don’t even know if it was pulled off a toe by pliers or if someone shed it later and I stepped on it in the street. It is just very likely from the hospital.

I don’t feel bad though about anything I reported and said and did. I was truthful and told people we didn’t even know if it was MRSA. So I updated all my elevator reports and had a good talk with Karla and Daniella.

It was weird how I found it and was like ew and threw it on the floor and I was like I need to find it. That is it. I mean honestly there could still be a flake so I need to clean clean clean.

So anyway what do you guys think about that. I only did one abuse report based on the MRSA and I updated it. My other reports interestingly were about how the elevator problem was a way of cheating me and taking away my grocery solution. So in some ways not a lot actually changed. I think people are tired of me seeking so much attention for this but honestly it is a hard thing to go through and I have an anxiety disorder too. 

 Ok I figured out the headache yesterday and fatigue was from eating the spicy Indian food a few days ago. So there are no viral symptoms. I think the itchy places might be from dust mites. But who knows it could be something else but I’m not even sure it is unfamiliar.

I don’t know whether to tell Dr Dalmeus about the hypnagogia because I don’t want it treated as psychiatric.