It doesn't scale

The boiler plate answer response for why any new technology just isn’t good enough. I think it’s crap.

The illness

I woke in the middle of the night, Wednesday of last week, with a bit of a sore throat. Thinking I must have just had a dry throat, I got up and headed to work. I was at work for about an hour before I started feeling horrible and headed home. As the day progressed so did my pain until finally my feverish body ached and there was little I could do but lay there, wishing sleep would come.

The next day I called for a doctors appointment and got one that afternoon. It turned out I had step throat combined with some sort of interesting skin infection. Skin infections fucking rule!
After about 10 minutes I was sent home with a prescription for Cephalexin, to be taken ever 6 hours.

So the sore throat and the pain all went away and I was feeling fine and my skin was getting better. The thing was, I got this really bad acne on my face. I figured it was just because I was sick. But a few days into that and I woke up with that half of my face swollen. That doesn’t seem good.

So I made it to the doctor today and it turns out I now have a strep infection on my face. Yeah, I have “step face” and it sort of sucks.

The Cephalexin didn’t do the trick so now I’m taking Clindamycin every 6 hours for the next 10 days. I really enjoy bacteria. They are so friendly. Especially the kind called strep.

What sucks is...

realizing, collectively, that even though you are so very very much in love, your lives are going different directions, and they are simply incompatible. Now you are faced with the necessary break, where just days before you hadn’t made that realization. Cheeks are sore, eyes are burning, the sobbing needs to stop. How can we stop feeling this way? Are we making the right choice? Yes we are, it’s the only one that makes sense.

Why did it have to come to this? Or really, why did we let our selves get this far in without honestly considering if it would work. This is what happens when you fall in love so quickly and are too scared too look at it for fear you might realize that it can’t be.

I’ve never cried this much in one 48 hour period. I never thought I would have to give up on something like this. She never thought she would have something this good… and then have it taken away.

Now she makes her way home and I listen to the cliche sad songs.