New topic: Possible leave of abscess for the Monkster.
I don't know if anyone remembers, but several years back I lost the battle to prevent the installation of a "smart" electricity meter. One morning at 7:48 (strangely, all I remember is that it was early February; the year has escaped me), they rolled up and by the time I'd ventured to the front door to see what all the bangin' was about the old one had already been extricated. The whole job took them 7 minutes.
A large part of the reason I took that past few years off from here was that I had to minimise my time spent in my music room; it's the front-most one in the house, closest to that damned meter. I immediately started losing focus, the ability to make decisions, motivation and energy. Sleep became even more difficult to achieve (had insomnia since age
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So, I've spent the past few years sleeping on the couch in the back-most room, and spending most of my time there. It's the living room and joins the kitchen, which is just behind the music room. I did experience a month of severe chest pain last year where I was consigned to the couch for its duration. I had to live on pop corn for 10 days as I'd run out of food, but found a stash of the unpopped goodies in the pantry. I almost lost a tooth 'cause I eat them with vinegar, and the porous nature of 'em means that if one gets a piece stuck in one's teeth it'll continue to leach acid and bore its way in. I thought I had a tumour, then figured it was broken ribs (how?), until finally I determined that, although it felt deep, it was that tissue covering the ribs.
Turns out that the sudden increase in time spent here in the music room these past few weeks has brought my reaction / the exposure effects to a head. Here's what's happened. I'll try to keep it succinct; I've made extensive notes but will attempt some sort of point-form overview:
Indecision has increased; it's a challenge to decide on pretty-well everything.
Loss of focus has increased.
Heart palpitations have increased to perhaps 50 or more episodes a day.
Headaches have stretched for 3-5 days at a time. I'm getting a few hours off a week from them.
The headaches now extend down the neck and to the trapezius. Fun, fun, fun.
Tinnitus has always been severe, but it's increased a huge amount in level; I'd not have believed it could be this loud.
I'm wrecked. I can barely make it to the shops and have to rest at the chemist which is the first door presented when I get up the hill.
Agoraphobia has increased, as has nervous tension.
The 'phone, the dogs next door, rattles and bumps caused by the wind (not mine!) and so on scare the bejeezus out of me; it takes a few minutes each time to recover from the increased heart rate and chest tightness.
Rashes, which have been an auto-immune challenge for some time and which the olive leaf extract has done wonders to ameliorate, have become more adventurous as to when and where they sneakily appear.
Swelling. This is a classic. Never had it before the meter went in. Minimal episodes to begin with but building these past 3 years. At least, I think it's 3 years; I've put much thought into it and cannot remember how long it's been. Must be one of the symptoms that short-term memory is rooted; time just seems to slip away. Anyway, the past month has seen an increase in both the intensity and duration of the swellings. Now my legs, from the knees down, puff up like the Michelin Man™ and look like if you pricked 'em they'd pop. Kinda scary, especially the top of my feet becoming so high. Toes, fingers, ankles etc. are obviously affected too and also look like they wanna explode. All this happens within an hour to an hour and a half of entering this room.
EDIT: 1.5x.0.5" tumour or cyst appeared on my left shin over the last week. OK if I don't touch it. I tried pressing on it for a few secs the other day, as this is an old technique for relieving various muscle and pain-related issues, but it caused my entire lower leg to hurt for a day and a half. Won't be trying that again in a hurry!
Random joint and near-the-joint pains have appeared where no stresses or strains have been imposed.
Lastly, for those who have forgotten, just a reminder that I've never been able to tolerate mobile 'phones (cell 'phones in the US), Wi-Fi, Bluetooth and base-station 'phones. Oh, and microwave ovens. The onset-time and symptoms caused by each of the aforementioned varies, but is consistent for its type. Geez, I can't even watch 3D movies and haven't seen one since Metal Storm in 3D™ way back in, I think, 1984. Just mentioning this for some context. I knew there'd be issues, hence my plea to not have the thing installed. The government insisted 'though; it seems human rights are only respected when it's convenient. Hmm... Fear not, James, if you're reading this; I'll not give in to the temptation to go there.
So, the bottom line is that until I can figure something out (I'm at my wit's end on this and feel severely cheated / exploited / let down), I'll have to minimise the exposure as best I can. I have to "ride it". I mean, pot plants need watering just inside the front door and knocks from vendors and so on should be responded to. Further, I have to pass it for access to the passage(!) which joins the bathroom and the rest of the house. Personally I only use the back door for entry and exit (no funny gags, please). I feel I simply
must continue to visit my beloved 'Cornies, but I'm afraid appearances will be both brief and costly.
PS: As if all this weren't enough, my electricity bills have almost tripled, starting with the very first post-installation. The story of my life, really, and you'd think I'd be "used" to it by now, but these days I do seriously wonder how much more "ironic" bad luck and suffering I can endure.
Please feel free to change the topic sans any response; I'm not convinced words can provide the sort of relief I require. Leaving the room provides a release that, IMHO, could only be surpassed by being dumped on a remote island or in the middle of the jungle somewhere... like Jungleville's outer limits. LOL