Unplanned

Something was amiss with me today, and may have had some foundation that developed yesterday. At any rate, this latter afternoon I had a divesting of my lower alimentary canal that transitioned into a virtual semi-liquid outpouring.

I had no sooner finished and vacated the bathroom when the need immediately returned for an encore performance. This then found me feeling drained and rather unwell, so I had to lie down for some while in recovery.

But at least a little earlier I acquired a little over 40 minutes seated outside in the backyard while facing into the direction of the Sun that was obscured by cloud for perhaps two-thirds of my exposure. I initially tried to be shirtless, but conditions were a little too cool.

I also kept my runners on because this past week I have discovered that a type of tiny amber-colured ant has displayed an inclination to do more than explore a bared foot. If will do so initially, and then begin to bite painfully into the skin atop the foot where it is quite sensitive.

I discovered this with quite a shock while seated out on the grass with bared feet. There was no swarm or anything like that. I experienced what was nearly like a piercing sting, and raised my foot to smartly flick the culprit away with a finger. Then a little later ─ several minutes ─ another started a similar action on my other foot, just above the space between two of my toes.

I gave that one a similar harsh flicking, not caring if I injured the wee beast.

This afternoon I was seated in a lawn- or deck-chair on top of a cement pad that might normally be too hot under a brilliant Sun for any ants to be venturing onto, but with the cloudy conditions the cement never gets to be uncomfortable for them. So I am finding that it is best to remain shod, unless I am able to elevate my feet. 

I do not wish to make a long post, for my evening is advancing. I have an early a.m. five-mile walk planned for overnight, so I want to be able to retire to my bedroom immediately if my younger brother fails to arrive home from his 'socializing' by the 9:30 p.m. deadline that I secretly have in place for him on those evenings prior to mornings when I have such activity scheduled.

I was able to sit up last evening and tune in an episode each of two of the T.V. series that we follow in common ─ employing our Android TV Box, I first tuned in Last Tango in Halifax, and then Endeavour. 

Where Last Tango in Halifax is concerned, we have newly returned to it, having watched the first three seasons a couple or even more years ago.

My wife had worked a full day yesterday at the Thai restaurant where she has part-time employment, so she arrived home well into the latter half of that evening. She also had to work today (the restaurant opens at 11 a.m.), so she rose around 10 a.m. to begin showering and otherwise readying herself, and then she left on the fairly long drive.

I accessed the T.V. earlier this morning just after 9 a.m., for my younger brother was tardier than usual in getting himself up for the day. Thus, I was immediately able to put our Android TV Box into play and lined up the hour and 49-minute 2019 feature Unplanned ─ BitChute has a few sources for it such as here and here.

I won't dig deep into the film, but it was based upon the account of Abby Johnson, who apparently began working in a Planned Parenthood clinic as a volunteer, and eventually became a director of the clinic. She worked there for about eight years, until one day she actually stepped in to help out with one young woman's abortion, and became aghast at what she witnessed.

She had herself undergone two abortions earlier in her life, and truly believed that fetuses up to about two months of age were not yet living children.

The acting was quite well done, but I could have done without the pop Christian music throughout that was supposed to serve as 'mood music'. I am no fan of the stuff.

My brother and I only had time to watch one further video ─ an hour and 19-minute interview hosted by Laura-Lynn Tyler Thompson that I tuned in at Rumble, and which had been uploaded there on May 11: Live With Dr. Peter Breggin.

Dr. Peter Breggin is an American psychiatrist and has been a critic of psychiatric medication, shock treatment and the response to Covid-19. He joins me today on his birthday to discuss his book, and very important issues happening in the US. Visit his website here: https://breggin.com/

If I remember right, Dr. Breggin had turned 86. I know that he and his wife are profound researchers, but I didn't think that he was particularly in full form in this interview. Nevertheless, I am 72 ─ let's see how I feel about things if I ever make it to 86.

It is already after 8 p.m., so I must stop blogging for today.