The Lair of the Sly Mongoose
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"The game is afoot!"
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Welcome! I'm Nan. Mongoose is a nickname I aquired a little bit ago, and it stuck. Although the REAL Sly Mongoose is actually a bar out in Lahaina, Hawaii. I've never been there, but I do have a tee-shirt from it! This fine fellow, pictured on the left, is a banded mongoose from the Oregon Zoo. They take better pictures than I do. He must be pretty sly. He's in Oregon, and he's not wet. The address of this page is a little ironic, as I am a friend of the author of Cyberpunk - Walter Jon Williams! Of course, there is no relationship between my mongoose identity and his weasel-girl, - I assure you. Right now, I'm laid up on disability, so typing is slow. Which means this page will probably not be changing rapidly, but it will evolve more as I learn.
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It "Dis'd" me!
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Psoriatic Arthritis is the name of the culprit that is causing me to be off work, now. It's no fun. Basically, my immune system has decided to kick into high gear. This sounds like a good thing, but it isn't, because it has become so aggresive that it thinks any pressure or bump on a joint is something it needs to rush to heal and protect - which means my joints swell a lot and some have warped under the continued pressure. I'm undergoing a light form of chemotherapy (methotrexate) for this. The process is slow. Between all this, I kinda feel like Tokyo in the middle of a Godzilla movie. The battle changes daily and I have my ups and downs... and a lot of naps! This second picture is one of me. From the look of it, I've just been napping again. People with cameras really are our friends... but they should be careful where they aim those things. Especially in the early a.m. UPDATE:New drug added to my bod - Arava. Another way to attack the immune system. Warnings include the fact that it might cause hair loss. *sigh* I'm trying to keep optomistic. "Hair loss? Does this mean I won't have to shave my legs as often? Whoo-hoo!!!" Hahahahaaa... UPDATE - 5/03: Still out of work. We've added Remicade to the methotrexate. It's helping a bit. Keep your fingers crossed!
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Kitty!
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The cat that shares my life, and knows more secrets than my hairdresser-!, is named Jasmine. She is a Snowpaws or Snowshoe, which is a breed that looks like a siamese cat who's gotten into a puddle of cream. She has little white paws, muzzle and chest. Having her in my life has really enriched it.
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