My current theory: asthma. My brother developed exercise-induced asthma about 12 years ago, and why should he be the only one in the family to get some form of adult-onset asthma?
Tightness in the chest, feeling of congestion, dry cough, etc--and a couple hits of albuterol from my wife's inhaler helps.
Monday night was pretty bad. Took Xanax (because my default is "panic attack") and when that didn't work I tried the inhaler, and then was able to sleep. Did not get a lot of sleep. Tuesday night was better, but I still needed the inhaler and half a tab of Xanax to calm down.
...carried a 40-lb ladder across the plant today, four times (two round trips) to replace a battery in a UPS that serves a network switch out in the shipping department. My pace was appropriate for marching along with "Stars and Stripes Forever". Normal exercise breathing, no trouble getting air. (Had to make the second round trip because the switch didn't power up right and I had to go reset it, and of course it is mounted such that you need a ladder to get at it.)
And then I came home from work, hit the can, and then cut up the 20+ foot tree that fell over during Monday's storms. For 45 minutes I lifted and cut and moved and stacked, then dragged branches to the curb, then put firewood chunks into the crib, then put everything away...did not have to stop to breathe, did not have any real trouble at all with any of it. Sweated like a pig and my arms started feeling kind of noodly, but was able to start and finish the job without needing to rest. No pains, no aches, nothing bothering me except the bugs.
The fact that I can do all this physical activity without having to stop for air would seem to indicate--at least to my admittedly untrained brain--that I don't have something more serious than asthma. Pneumonia (even walking pneumonia) would seem to be out. Something more serious, like sarcoidosis or mesothelioma or congestive heart failure, should (I would think!) make me gasp for air when I really started to move.
But I am a hypochondriac, and so I always go right for the worst case scenario.
I've had walking pneumonia before, though, and it is just possible, I suppose. Have to find out, which is why I'm going to the doc tomorrow.
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Faceboob post, may not work for everyone. An idea I had in my teens, apparently done by someone long before I was a twinkle in Dad's eye: a revolver fed from a magazine.
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He could indeed. Biden is just running for President. His party can replace him any time they want.
...but while researching that, I found an interesting bit in the Twentieth Amendment:
Section 3. If, at the time fixed for the beginning of the term of the President, the President elect shall have died, the Vice President elect shall become President. If a President shall not have been chosen before the time fixed for the beginning of his term, or if the President elect shall have failed to qualify, then the Vice President elect shall act as President until a President shall have qualified; and the Congress may by law provide for the case wherein neither a President elect nor a Vice President elect shall have qualified, declaring who shall then act as President, or the manner in which one who is to act shall be selected, and such person shall act accordingly until a President or Vice President shall have qualified.So I think the actual Democrat strategy here is to make such an unholy mess of the election that Trump can't be certified the winner before January 20th, 2020...in which case Congress gets to decide who is President!
I think that's the plan, here. Do everything they can--lie, cheat, steal, stuff the ballot boxes--to keep control of Congress, and to fuck up the Presidential election beyond all sense so the issue remains undecided until the January 20th deadline; then invoke Section 3 of the 20th Amendment and have a Democrat-run Congress vote to install...well, whoever they want! It can't be anyone who has served two terms as President, and it has to be someone who was born in America, but otherwise? Hillary Clinton, Bernie Sanders, Bootyjudge, just about anyone they want.
Well, it was a nice republic while it lasted.
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So, after an eight-hour day at work, and after cutting up that tree, I am tired, so I think I will call this a post and see what else I can do.