August 1st, 2010

20111112, Marilee

Even More Sleeping


And I get to go out tomorrow and have to then stay in for about a week and a half, so I should be sure to set it up to get up earlier tomorrow. I read the paper and watched a DVD last night and then read until 6am because I wanted to finish a section. I woke up at 7am and needed acetaminophen and then woke up at 10:30am to use the bathroom. At that point, Junie started bothering me and I didn't get up until just before 5pm.

I'm changing sheets and washing the ones from this past week and expect to watch only Drop Dead Diva tonight because PBS doesn't have any new Masterpiece Somethings today. Then I'll read the paper and head to bed.

I've been wondering if I had adrenal insuffiency because I have all the symptoms, but I know that people like me can have lots of symptoms and not the disease. I was thinking of asking my primary doctor for the test. Then today I looked up cytoxan because I couldn't remember how long I had kinky hair the last time I took it. Well, not only does the hair come in that way for several months after you stop taking it (I stopped 3/31), but it gives all the same symptoms. So I'm pretty sure that the eating problems and weight loss and so forth are from the cytoxan. I don't have cancer -- there was a study showing it might help keep someone who was tapering a large dose of prednisone from withdrawal, like with my stroke.
20111112, Marilee

Fury


This is another Spencer Tracy movie -- I don't remember why I put them all on or where I got the titles -- and another good one. It was designed to show how awful mob rule is.

A woman and man are in love, but don't have enough money yet to get married. She goes to another town because she can get a better-paying job there. He writes her regularly and finally he tells her he's coming to get her because he has enough money.

He takes what he thinks is a shortcut to a road, but is stopped by a deputy sheriff. It turns out the peanuts in his pocket are enough to get him taken to the sheriff's office (the ransom note had peanut husks and salt on it), and then they find a bill in his wallet that matches one in a ransom (but he'd stopped and bought things and got change). Three men and one woman kidnapped a young woman and when they got the ransom, they killed her. People are furious locally and while the sheriff keeps saying there isn't any proof that our guy is one of the three, the deputy sheriff goes out and starts passing it on (at one point there's an image of chickens cackling).

The locals are so sure he's the one who killed the young woman that they burn down the sheriff's office and then use dynamite to make sure. As it happens, the explosion knocks the cell doors down and he was able to get out the back, while badly burned. He stays away, in hiding, from everybody except his brothers because he wants all the locals who were involved to die.

The next day, all the papers have headlines that the three men and one woman had been captured in another town.

The people in the town all agree to lie that nobody did anything and do that in court. He and his fiancee have an argument about what he's doing -- killing 22 people. He thinks they deserve it because they tried to kill him. He leaves in anger and starts remembering ways he and his fiancee talked and other good things and then goes to court.