TRAVEL DIARY

A weblog regularly updated by Jodi Rose.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

11:54 PM
Posted by jodi rose

attempting to be a responsible medical consumer and check out the effects of the drugs I've been given - most of the info in russian and slovak! but managed to find a brief description of them both on www.medical-conditions.org

Mydocalm: A centrally acting muscle relaxant that has been used for the symptomatic treatment of spasticity and muscle spasm. (From Martindale, The Extra Pharmacopoeia, 30th ed, p1211)

anti-inflammatory drug [flugalin] [Article in Russian] Murav'ev IuV.
Publication Types Clinical Conference Clinical Trial Multicenter Study ...
An anti-inflammatory analgesic and antipyretic of the phenylalkynoic acid series. It has been shown to reduce bone resorption in periodontal disease by inhibiting carbonic anhydrase.

aha. it's all hungarian to me. not ingesting them currently.

Every day I walk along the river to check on the bridge, the icicles are still clinging to each bare branch up the hill in esztergom, although most have disappeared on this side. Yesterday the Asterix boat was back in place - the day before a couple of men wandering around the empty barge where it's usually moored - couldn't work out if they were tourists, officials or troublemakers. Ah well, the bridge is still there.

Today the river was especially calm and relaxing, gave me access to an almost meditative state, hanging out for ages watching the reflections. can't remember what I was thinking, if anything, but it felt good.
Something deeply calming about not having anywhere to be on a sunday afternoon - just chilling out by the river. Read 'interview' magazine with a glass of wine and some of the twisty smoked mozzarella syr, then floated in the baths for an hour with all the families until the twlight deepened and I came home to tidy up.
ran into a friend from the other night, was going to meet for a drink later but we missed each other. oh well, if it's meant to be it will be.

A little melancholy and unfocused - hmm previous diagnosis would suggest that means I'm not gettng much work done - having an existential moment wondering what on earth all this is about. And why do I continue to torture myself attempting to write and make art?
Dreaming of giving it all up for a normal life. But I don't know if you can ever go back, and last time I tried it was a disaster. Ah well, monday at least I will start with a clean house and maybe some new ideas. The part I love is collecting all the material, but trying to make sense or order out of it is a nightmare. Need a structure. In all ways.