Last time on PDR Update: I had been released from the hospital and was healing up after some lung stuff.
Phase Wherever I Was
After getting out of the hospital, I went through a week or so of days that blur together almost as much as the hospital stay. I got back to the apartment, sure, but I was pretty limited in what I could do. Eventually I finally got the dressing on my back changed to one that allowed me to shower. That was a really big deal for me. I missed showering. I got shaved, I got a haircut, I got new shoes. Many things that made me feel more human again. I still needed (and still do as of this writing) to be home every day for a time period so I can get my antibiotics injections, but mostly I have freedom. Because I still couldn’t do much, the days were still long and boring.
Sunday April 23
This was the first night when I tried to work It was a busier night than I was hoping it would be. Students are still in town. When they are gone, things’ll slow down. Unfortunately, as a delivery person, part of my job involves lifting things and I have been warned that, for three more weeks, I am not supposed to lift more than ten pounds at a time. I don’t actually know how much ten pounds is, but it doesn’t sound like much. I probably did lift more than that on a couple occasions during the night, but you know who can’t afford three more weeks of not working? The guy who has already missed about a month’s worth of shifts because of this crap.
Monday April 24
Well, when I woke up on Monday I sure did have fresh blood around the base of my PICC Line. It wasn’t a lot, but it did make me more nervous about lifting things. The warning about weight, I thought, was supposed to be about not wanting to open the tube-hole in my back that goes to my lungs, but I guess I have to worry about the tube in my arm that travels through my veins to my heart as well. Figures.
Tuesday April 25
I can’t remember if anything in particular happened on Tuesday. But since I can’t remember what day I started thinking “Being sick involves more running errands than I would have thought,” so I’ll put it in the Tuesday section. Doing things like picking up more antibiotics forces me out in the daytime hours and has complicated my efforts to put myself back on my proper nocturnal schedule. Adding to the problem is that I have to be home for the antibiotics treatments, so I’ve only got the windows between my waking up and the treatment and between my treatment and when things close to get out there. Oh well. I am pro-antibiotics if they are what is killing my infection.
Wednesday April 26
This night, I also worked. I am told that it was the last day for students to be in town, so it may be easier from this point on, but it was still decently busy. I did at one point ask a cook to help me carry my bag to the car, so I was probably being more sensible. That may be why I did not wake up with any new blood having leaked from my arm the next day.
Thursday April 27
Today being two weeks from my release from the hospital, I had to go to a walk-in clinic for a visit to the waiting room, followed by a brief checkup with a doctor. I was told that I am “on the road to recovery” which is certainly good to know. I was less happy to learn that my left lung is still not getting the air it should be. I had been living under the assumption that as soon as I was drained and released from hospital, I was back in the ol’ two-lung club, but I guess it is going to take some time. Basically that means that all the extra energy I thought I had now and had attributed to getting more oxygen or whatever was a placebo effect. I am still not getting that extra oxygen. Gimme that oxygen!
But anyway, I am still getting those daily antibiotics. They’ll kill the infection and I’ll get that lung open for me. Sure they will.
The Zurgbos are a species native to a world they call Zurgbotopia. They would probably meet our qualifications to be known as both Insectoids and as Reptilian, though the insect traits are more obvious to human eyes. They have eight limbs and wings (though they can’t fly after reaching adulthood) and two antennae that give them powers we would consider fantastic, such as telepathy, generating light, picking up radio waves, and remembering where they put small objects (pens and keys and cetera). Their primary means of communication comes as forms of dance, though they are capable of hearing and making aural speech (they can pick up languages pretty quickly thanks to that telepathy they have).
One of the Zurgbos, named Algo, is on the planet Earth acting as a member of the New Superhero Team. Most Zurgbos don’t like humans (I mean, why would they) and humans are so desperate to get Algo to fit in that they even make him wear clothes. Most Zurgbos wouldn’t put up with it, but Algo is either so good-hearted or so lacking self confidence that he grins and takes it.
Verdok is a veteran of the wars against the Flartians, having served in the Space Army. Verdok was a ground troop, which was a hard job in a war against an enemy that has spaceships. Verdok’s squad, a unit called the Zonky Warguys, was the Space Army’s presence on planet Gurlopp during the infamous Battle of Gurlopp. When the Flartians tries to take Gurlopp, Verdok was just a young soldier, but he after seeing hundreds of his colleagues die, and taking the lives of dozens of enemy soldiers, Verdok felt very old and tired. But he lived, and his unit held the planet until reinforcements could arrive. And after all that, he returned home and lost his eye by using a can-opener incorrectly.
Wuggu is the originator of the phrase “You need to make a meal before you can throw it out the window” and is incredibly famous for it. That phrase, which Wuggu wisely patented, has become extremely famous all over the galaxy, now appearing in songs, poetry, and space movies. Every time it is used, Wuggu gets paid royalties. Hes so rich that he never needs to work again.
Lijit is a translator working at the Zurgbo Embassy on Space Government Planet IX. His exeriences there have made him extremely racist against all kinds of alien species. He doesn’t like how they look different, or how they eat different things, or how their stupid voices sound all kinds of stupid ways. But Lijit is a professional, though, so he keeps all his hatred to himself, only muttering terrible things beneath his breath. His favorite color is one that humans can’t even see.
A Fact About Zurgbos: Zurgbos hibernate for the cold season of their planet’s yearly cycle. Those living on other worlds may not need to hibernate if they aren’t somewhere cold, but there seem to be health issues that arise from not doing so. Also, exposure to cold can make them sleepy.
“You want to ride the bees? Okay, if you think you can!”
He turns toward the inside of the hut.
“No stinging, friends!” he yells. Then he snatches the flask from Zelda and disappears into the back of the hut.
This is an obscure one. Conly appeared in a Choose Your Own Adventure type book based on the Zelda franchise called The Crystal Trap. In the book, the villain Ganon has captured Link and Zelda has a time limit to save him. Along the way, she encounters a hermetic Beekeeper and it can either go well, or not go well. If Zelda heads to his hut as soon as she hears about him, he angrily attacks her with his bees. If she spends time doing other things and learns what he wants, he helps her save the day.
Conly lives just outside of the town of Ruto, only recently come there as a stranger. The people of Ruto eye him with suspicion because he is an “unfriendly old coot” with magic bees and he won’t let anyone taste his honey. Described as a “short round man dressed in heavy robes” he certainly has the symptoms of someone suffering from Beekeeper Rage. In the bad path, when Zelda just shows up and declares she is in a hurry to save Link, Conly sics his bees on her without a thought (though it should be noted that his bees do not kill her in this ending, the just cause her to run blindly through the woods so she falls into a pit). In the good path, in which Zelda offers him some fairy flower sap, an ingredient in his favorite drink, Conly is perfectly happy to take the payment. He not only gives her the honey, but agrees to let her use the bees as transportation. Is it possible that the people of the Ruto just refuse to pay for the honey and Conly’s curmudgeonly reputation is just because he’s sick of moochers? Could be, but we’ve nothing to prove he’s particularly nice either.
Conly’s magic bees sound pretty cool. From a distance they resemble blue and gold sparks, they live in Conly’s hut (entering and exiting through the chimney), they respond to Conly’s requests, and they are capable of surrounding Zelda to carry her off to the castle where she has to save Link. Sounds like some quality bees to me.
Three Honeycombs out of Five.