by Tdarcos » Fri Mar 10, 2023 1:15 am
I would like to apologize to everyone here. I have doing some really bad postings, especially in the Windows Trminal thread. And I have a pretty good idea why.
I don't usually raise my illnesses as an excuse or justification for my acts, as I don't think it's usually responsible. This time I feel I can legitimately make an exception.
I have been experiencing the symptoms of what is a serious respiratory illness. Maybe it's the flu, maybe it's "long Covid," whatever that is. Despite that I've had vaccinations for both. I just know I was not feeling very good, was feeling tired, had very bad caughing, my voice went extremely deep and thin, which if you've ever heard it, is recognizable as the "he's got something respiratory" voice, completely clogged nose, and when being rolled over to chsnge my diaper, if someone put pressure on my side near my chest to hold me up, I would get severe shortness of breath, the "I can't breathe I'm scared I'm going to die" kind, that required extreme effort to try to breathe, ten once back on my back, required hyperventilating to recover.
There were other problems. I was having delusions, the equivalent of instant dreams occurring without any notice. After a while it was so obvious I knew I was having delusions that the flu or whatever illness I had was triggering them. They got so bad in terms of frequency that at times I would start to realize in the middle of a delusion that I was having one, then suddenly come to, instead of doing swomething I was lying on my back behind a table. I had a response regimen put in for when I was in one. I started to realize if I was going to travel somewhere I was in a delusion. If I was going to buy something in the store I was visiting, it was because I was in a delusion. Having reglar "snap to it" events going from what was probably a more pleasant experience into the monotony of the life of a quadraplegic.
I just wanted to explain what was going on.
So if you want to ask me if I was crazy, I can say, "Yeah."
Yeah, I know, what do I mean by "was"? I haven't yet proven I stopped being so, or that I ever was sane.Wll, I don't know what I was, but I think I have come out of something and are considerably better than I was.I hope this continues.
I would like to apologize to everyone here. I have doing some really bad postings, especially in the Windows Trminal thread. And I have a pretty good idea why.
I don't usually raise my illnesses as an excuse or justification for my acts, as I don't think it's usually responsible. This time I feel I can legitimately make an exception.
I have been experiencing the symptoms of what is a serious respiratory illness. Maybe it's the flu, maybe it's "long Covid," whatever that is. Despite that I've had vaccinations for both. I just know I was not feeling very good, was feeling tired, had very bad caughing, my voice went extremely deep and thin, which if you've ever heard it, is recognizable as the "he's got something respiratory" voice, completely clogged nose, and when being rolled over to chsnge my diaper, if someone put pressure on my side near my chest to hold me up, I would get severe shortness of breath, the "I can't breathe I'm scared I'm going to die" kind, that required extreme effort to try to breathe, ten once back on my back, required hyperventilating to recover.
There were other problems. I was having delusions, the equivalent of instant dreams occurring without any notice. After a while it was so obvious I knew I was having delusions that the flu or whatever illness I had was triggering them. They got so bad in terms of frequency that at times I would start to realize in the middle of a delusion that I was having one, then suddenly come to, instead of doing swomething I was lying on my back behind a table. I had a response regimen put in for when I was in one. I started to realize if I was going to travel somewhere I was in a delusion. If I was going to buy something in the store I was visiting, it was because I was in a delusion. Having reglar "snap to it" events going from what was probably a more pleasant experience into the monotony of the life of a quadraplegic.
I just wanted to explain what was going on.
So if you want to ask me if I was crazy, I can say, "Yeah."
Yeah, I know, what do I mean by "was"? I haven't yet proven I stopped being so, or that I ever was sane.Wll, I don't know what I was, but I think I have come out of something and are considerably better than I was.I hope this continues.