Working on election research seems to cause physical injuries. I don’t fully appreciate how strong the link is, or I wouldn’t keep getting injured. It just doesn’t make sense.
How does looking at a computer monitor all day while typing cause injuries?
Last year, I left New York Citizen’s Audit in part due to a double shoulder impingement injury in my shoulders. It took 8 months to heal. The reason? Reaching out with my right arm to scroll through millions of numbers. My left arm got an impingement from overcompensating for the right.
RSI in my wrists and elbows is par for the course, though I largely fixed both by:
Getting a standing desk
Replacing my mouse with a vertical mouse
Replacing my normal Wacom tablet with a cintiq
And getting a Mouse-trak track ball, to alternate with the mouse.
My hips get pretty sore from time to time, so I squirm as much as possible, as a semblance of exercise. Unless my pool is closed for the winter, I also try to swim every day.
Today, I got a new kind of injury related to something else that happens while working on election research: I forget to eat.
This morning, I woke up feeling hungry in a weird sort of way. The house had very little food because my whole family and I have been sick for about a week and didn’t feel like shopping. I decided to make the trip.
At the grocery store, I started feeling very dizzy. Dizzy enough, that I wondered how I was going to get out of the store. I decided to go to the bathroom and sit until the sensation passed. It did, but almost as soon as I got up again, the dizziness returned.
I dashed to the checkout corner, intending to pay, get to my car, and then sit until I felt better, while guzzling water and eating bananas. The clerk took a quick look at me and asked, “Are you feeling all right?”
“Actually, no. I’m feeling like I might faint. And by the way, I’ve got 3 cases of Poland Spring in my basket. Can you get those?”
I relaxed agoinst the little shelf with the card reader as the young man checked in the food on the conveyer belt.
“That’ll be $62.13” he said.
I put my card in, typed my PIN, and then landed on the floor.
“You’re bleeding sir. Your cheek.”
I wanted to find my credit card. Amazingly, I’d managed to stuff it in my wallet when I went down, though in the wrong compartment.
A huge manager came over to help my get my groceries out to my car. He also unloaded my cart for me. Thank you Shop-Rite!
Sitting did the trick, as well as the water. However, I now have a deep gash across my right zygomatic bone, just like Scarface. That, and my jaw hurts on that side.
I can’t wait until everything gets back to normal and I don’t feel like I have to obsess over my research to help save America from Communism. The fact is, I really resent the fact that the bad guys have forced everyone around them to reconstruct their lives around their fraud.
I’ve been in an earthquake, a whirlpool, an avalanche, been lost in the woods with wolves, and faced down a gun twice. None of those are as frightening as communism, and that’s why it must be defended against, even if we do pick up a few scars along the way.
Of course, I still feel like an idiot.
You are far from an idiot my friend. You are saving America and it sure is a lot of work!
Thank you Dr. Paquette for all that you are doing to help save our Country! 🙏🇺🇸🙏
Your efforts are greatly appreciated by me & countless others. You are in my prayers 🙏🙏🙏