B&W Photo Challenge Day Six

I was tagged a few days ago to participate in the black and white photo challenge by Kim author of I Tripped Over a Stone.  If you haven’t “met” Kim or visited her website, please do.  Kim’s blog is primarily geared toward living with Fibromyalgia, but it’s not only informative about her disease, she offers great advice and support for so many people no matter what they have on their plate.  I definitely consider myself blessed to be able to call her my friend.

You know there are always rules to everything in life! The rules for this are straightforward. Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day.

Today I challenge Jane, from Naturally Calamity Jane, to participate in the challenge.  To quote her directly about why you should follow her blog, Jane Writes…

What I want to share here is my truth, my voice, my life, with all it’s ups and downs, excitement and mundane, everyday moments. It’s raw and it’s real and that is frightening.

She is an incredible writer and another person I am glad to have in “my tribe”

Jane, please don’t feel like you have to join the challenge.  BUT After rereading the rules… I really do like the part about  Seven black and white photos of YOUR LIFE. 

I’m curious to see the world through your lens!!!!!

A long walk (part 3)

This is a continuation of A long walk  parts 1 and 2

When I woke up the next morning, I couldn’t stand the light…in any form.

Okay now I was getting really scared.

I asked Einstein to take me to the immediate care center.  His license was suspended, and he refused to risk it, so I drove myself.  Before I left though, I called my parents and told them what had been happening to me, just so someone else knew.

By the time I arrived at the office, my head was spinning again, my vision was blurry, and the nausea was overwhelming, so I just laid in the car for a few minutes.  Even with the air conditioning on, the car was too hot to stay for long, so I forced myself to walk in the front door.  I made it to the counter to register, uttered my name and collapsed on the floor.  When I came to, I was in the emergency room at Decatur Memorial Hospital.

Thankfully I carry a sheet of paper in my wallet (right next to my driver’s license) with all of my medications, surgeries, doctor’s names, and emergency contacts on it.  The hospital found the list, and had already called my parents. They were on their way down.  The doctor was performing a spinal tap on me in the emergency room when my parents arrived.  Several MRI’s were performed, the Lumbar puncture, and it was concluded that I had a CSF leak.

I was in the hospital in Decatur for a week, receiving a continuous supply of caffeine and sol-medrol via iv.  I didn’t feel like it was helping at all, in fact pumping that amount of stimulants in my body while telling me I had to lay completely flat was making me homicidal.  The hospital listed me as a fall risk (no surprise there) and set alarms on my bed to prevent me from getting up to use the bathroom on my own.  After wetting the bed a few times while waiting for assistance, I suggested that they put a foley catheter in instead.  They didn’t.  Instead they put a ‘GPS tracker’ on me.

I was livid! So much so that I really began to show my ass.  I informed them that I was leaving their backwoods, no brain hospital, and going home to where doctors actually had some brains.  (I didn’t know how I was actually going to do it, but I was leaving)

In fact, just to show them they couldn’t “hold me”

I slipped the tracker off my wrist without breaking the band and threw it at the nurse when she finally came in to respond to another alarm I had set off.

Yes I CAN be quite the asshole, when I feel trapped.  and NO, I am not proud of that, but it is true.

The hospital began trying to arrange an ambulance transport back to Chicago…. like insurance was going to cover that….  No no, just sign my discharge papers and I will be on my way.

I called my neurologist in Chicago, and he asked, “Why don’t they just do a blood patch?”  I responded, “because they are idiots”.  (not that I knew what a blood patch was either or where I could “pick one up”)

I would soon find out……

370K spam comments in one day

I swear to anyone listening that no one can make this shit up!  If anyone wonders, why I swear so much….this is ONE example.

No that is not a typo!….. What it is, is just my luck!….  I spent a good hour yesterday emptying my spam folder.  (even with bulk edit, it only lets you empty 20 at a time).  I had almost 2000 comments in spam, so it did take awhile.

I don’t know if you can read that, but when I was done yesterday it said I had -17 spam comments.  Not sure how they came up with that number either, like I said just my luck?

When I signed into WP this afternoon after running all my errands this morning, I had 370K

Before I was done chatting with “WP support”  I had another 7000.

When I started writing this I thought I was “gonna go off” about this, but to tell you the truth now, I am just plain exhausted.  Below is a copy of the chat with wp:

I emptied my spam folder yesterday and today I have 370k comments in spam. Can you do a mass delete for me?

Help?

Hi there!

Hello

What type of spam are you talking about please? Is it comment spam?

yes

Ok, Comments can be managed via the WP Admin area of your site here:

https://yoursite.wordpress.com/wp-admin/

Click on that link and then on Comments tab on the left bar.

You can then select the spam comments and at the top of the comments list

that is what i did yesterday and I deleted all the spam comments 20 at a time

i got 370k overnight

I see.

In this case I advise you to blacklist this spam source

how do I do that?

You can do that by coping the email address of the spam comment and pasting it in the Blacklist textarea in this settings page here:

https://yourwebsite.wordpress.com/wp-admin/options-discussion.php

the messages are coming from no email address

Do you have an example for me to help you?

You may copy the IP address as well.

I mean instead of the email address.

you cant sign into my account?

ip is the www address?

The IP address appears below the comment author’s gravatar

The IP address is a number

I’ll send you a screenshot, hang on, please.

i think i found it

how do you add multiple ip addresses

Ok, one per line

and is there not a way to do a “mass dump”?

Actually no, the same IP needs to be added just once.

czadh@gxjyt.bo 6 minutes ago·www.herpescured.com

jbqxkqkot@yjhn.hk

they are all different ip addresses

I advise you to activate the comments option that makes name and email required.

i just want to make sure you are telling me I have to add them all manually? there isn’t on dump all spam bucket

Yes, that’s correct.

OMG!

ok

There isn’t a way to add those IPs or emails automatically.

We already have an anti-spam tool

I thought so too, but why did I get so many?

askimet right?

it is working but the comments that passes through it, they need to be marked as spam or blacklisted manually.

Yes, correct.

ok, well ty for your time, I apparently have a lot of work to do

I think this comment option is really important to activate.

but it still wont dump the ones there

No, it’s just to avoid that amount of spam.

In the future

one last question

Sure thing!

sarcastic question

has anyone else ever had that much spam in one day

or am i just lucky?

I can’t tell, but making name and email requirements, makes it more difficult to robots send spams

Ok ty for your help. Have a nice day

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Did I mention you can’t make this shit up?!?!?

Needless to say, I am NOT going to go through an add all of those ip addresses, and I am kind of disappointment that they were not able to help other than to suggest that I only let people with a wp account comment.  That is what I have done for now.

I was thinking of switching to self hosted next month, maybe things will change for the better then.  In the meantime, I apologize if you can’t comment on a post.

Has anyone ever had a problem like this?  Help? Advice? Tips?

B&W Photo Challenge Day Five

I was tagged a few days ago to participate in the black and white photo challenge by Kim author of I Tripped Over a Stone.  If you haven’t “met” Kim or visited her website, please do.  Kim’s blog is primarily geared toward living with Fibromyalgia, but it’s not only informative about her disease, she offers great advice and support for so many people no matter what they have on their plate.  I definitely consider myself blessed to be able to call her my friend.

You know there are always rules to everything in life! The rules for this are straightforward. Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day.

Today I invite, Tanya, author of incurable dreamer to the challenge.  A word of caution though before you check out her blog, reading her blog while holding a beverage is highly discouraged.

Tanya, please don’t feel like you HAVE to join the challenge, but please provide a proof of life picture?  I could really use some of your humor these days!!!!!

I’m curious to see the world through your lens!!!!!

A long walk (part 2)

Part 2 of A long walk

So there I lay on the floor in my kitchen.  Apparently I was able to call my daughter’s name before I collapsed.  When I “came to”, she was crying, yelling my name, and attempting to clean up the blood on my face and legs.  She told me she had called 911 and asked me what had happened.

The paramedics arrived quickly and suggested that I let them take me to the hospital.  NO!!!!!! This was not my first rodeo, and besides that how would I get home and who would stay with my daughter?  After passing their “awareness tests”: “What day is today? What’s your name? Where are you? Who is the president?”, they gave me a list of symptoms to watch out for and left.

I let Thing Two put a contraption like this on my face/head for a few days, and I slept ALOT. ( being woken up by someone every couple of hours as the paramedics recommended)  After about a week, I was left with remnants of a black eye, the swelling of my chin in the above picture and a bit of road rash on my hands and knee.

 

 

I tried to begin walking again after a couple of weeks, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave the house on foot.  I was terrified that I would fall again and wouldn’t be able to make it back up.  My neighbors and my kids had done enough “babysitting” ,and I didn’t want to be a burden any longer.  I found myself on Amazon ordering a complete set of protection gear including hand/wrist guards and knee and elbow pads, but it would take a couple days to arrive.

 Time for a road trip

Thing two went to stay with a friend for a couple days, and I hired someone to dog sit for the weekend.  As I was making the 3 hour drive to Einstein’s current house, I started to get a headache.  I popped a couple advil and continued on my way. (Advil tablets are a permanent staple in my purse, along with bandaids, xanax etc)

When I arrived at Einstein’s I immediately went to lay down and fell asleep quickly.  My MS Bladder woke me up after about an hour and I tried to sit up.  TRIED being the operative word.  My head felt like it was going to explode, and I quickly laid back down.  What the fuck was that?!?!?!?

After lying there for a few moments, the pain in my head disappeared and my bladder started screaming again.  Once more I tried to sit up.  This time my head did explode in the form of projectile vomiting.  I managed to crawl into the bathroom, empty my bladder, and slept on the floor for the next few hours.

When I woke up, I cleaned myself and the mess up and crawled back into bed, where I stayed for the next two days.

What the fuck kind of ‘flu’ is this?  Why did my head want to blow up everytime I sat up, and then the pain go away almost as soon as I laid back down?  How was I going to get back home?

to be continued……