We
love Phil. We love Ty Burrell too, but we love Phil.
Yesterday
when I mentioned Jay being unusually nice to Phil at Disneyland, I did not give the
context. Phil, "the king of roller coasters" started feeling really
ill after the Indiana Jones Ride. Jay told him that this was a result of aging,
when the fluids in your ears thicken up, and you can't take the motion anymore.
Jay said he needed to take a Dramamine to get on his swivel chair - doubtless
an exaggeration, but a good explanation for why the only attraction we saw Jay
participate in was Great Moments With Mr. Lincoln.
Phil
tried to tough it out for the Matterhorn, but after Big Thunder
Mountain Railroad he had to admit he was ailing to Luke, in a touching and
funny scene that ended with Phil sending Luke off to Space Mountain, knowing that they
could find other things to do together. It could have been bittersweet, but all
was well when Claire realized that Phil had a fever. His nausea was the result
of a flu bug going around the office, so roller coasters could still be okay in
the future, and also, he and his coworkers should get cups instead of just
drinking out of cartons.
There
are two things that make that plot line resonate. One is that as we were on the
hotel shuttle to the park one morning, an older (62?) gentleman was talking to
someone else about how he used to like Space Mountain, but a few years ago he
felt really sick on it. He went to his doctor and the doctor told him some
people get calcium deposits in their ears when they get older, and it can
result in vertigo symptoms.
My
sisters and I looked at each other: it was true! Technically Jay's issues
sounds more like Meniere's Disease, and the man on the bus more like Benign
Positional Paroxysmal Vertigo.
One
of our greyhounds would sometimes have flare-ups with his vestibular apparatus,
so I know the drill. But also, apparently it does not happen to everyone. That
is good news for us. I love rides.
None
of us appear to have age-related vertigo yet, but we have experienced illness
in the park. Not flu; colds.
Julie
started feeling it coming on toward the end of the trip. I felt it about two
days later. We are both getting over it now, and Mom seems to have it, though
she was not with us, and though it does make her feel dizzy (but she is older
than us). The really weird thing about this is that Maria, as the kindergarten
teacher, is usually patient zero whenever anything works its way through the
house.
I
suppose it raises a second question, of whether we are now too old to ride in
airplanes without getting sick, because I got sick on our last trip to Disneyland. I thought it might
have come from swimming in the pool. On Wednesday my throat started feeling
scratchy, and on Thursday I had no voice.
I
was really cranky that morning. Not being able to talk is no fun. I mean, you
can write notes if it is really important, but usually for me it's just wanting
to make jokes and smart remarks, and there is a pain in not being able to do
it, but a lack of significance to them that makes trying too hard to get them
out inappropriate.
However,
it was not just being sick. We'd had a really late night Wednesday, which led
to us oversleeping Thursday, which threw off our whole schedule. We were going
to go to dinner at the Rainforest Cafe, but we decided to start there for
lunch. I didn't really want to go there at all, but my sisters did and it was
their birthday.
When
we finally got to the park, we went to Cars Land to ride the Radiator
Springs Racers, and that was the longest line. (Still is.) So we waited and
waited in the hot sun, and it was really annoying. Why couldn't we have gone in
the single rider line? But they didn't want to get stuck with strangers.
Finally
we got on the ride, and it was great, and then we went on other rides which had
much shorter lines, and I felt a lot better. I still couldn't talk, but what I
need was motion. The way the morning had gone gave me a pretty long delay
before being flung or pulled or going zoom anywhere, but that's what I really
needed.
This
was a stressful trip for me financially. It was probably irresponsible to go, but
a part of me wonders whether we will ever be able to afford another vacation
again, in which case it is even more important that we went. (And yes, we are
still trying for Italy in March. That is one
reason I am writing up such a storm.)
For
all the guilt and worry, there was so much joy and pleasure and exhilaration. Leisure
is necessary. Work is important too, but without breaks, it's drudgery, and
sometimes I forget how easily I turn to being a drudge. Which I suppose means
that when my solution to escaping the drudgery is working even harder, that
there is some irony there, but at least the writing harder part is something I
like.
The
networking part has been interesting. Some people have read the screenplay, or
at least part of it. There have been a lot of favorites on the tweets, which I
hope means they also click on the link, but it's at least supportive, and some
very kind things have been said. (It does worry me that none of the five people
who bought my book have said anything about liking it.)
I
do feel some support, and also, it has still been really great remembering all
of the bands and friendships, and the projects I was able to back when things
were feeling financially better for me. So maybe I will do a round of asking
comic book creators to check it out also. I don't know.
I've
essentially decided to focus on the writing for now through March. If at that
point nothing has happened, then I need to start looking for a different day
job. I hate the thought of it, but I need to occasionally be able to visit a
theme park. I need to have things to look forward to. Everyone does.
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