On Bad Health
» In Search Of
The recent New York Times story on blogging and health struck a chord with me.
Years ago before the WWW came into being I ran a multiline BBS (bulletin board service). Indeed I had a four computer network in my bedroom connected to a satellite link and using oddball proprietary technologies to store files and connect myself and my users with the world at large.
It was a consuming passion and I spent more time with it than my paying job. In the process I acquired repetitive stress syndrome and put myself in the hospital with circulatory problems in my legs that caused the admitting physician to look at me as if I were the biggest fool he ever met.
This bad luck was also good. I radically reformed my life. And discovered that my thyroid gland didn’t produce enough thyroxin. Correcting the latter problem revived my dormant sexuality without which this and many other sites would’ve never come into being.
Sadly the repetitive stress and leg problems on some level will always be with me. It is the latter that came back to haunt me when I became careless, forcing me to sit with my legs propped up and stay away from the PC. Hence this and other sites being updated less often and my search for some nice person to slap me around having to be put on the back burner for a time.
The latter is especially tough at times. As any submissive masochist knows there are evenings when you feel you’d trade the rest of your life for a few hours on your knees. But those feeling are anything but productive.
And so it goes.
