Then let us keep at hand our supply of magnesium. In every life, we have our own magnesium. It might be metaphorical, but in my case, it's magnesium. I had three kidney stones, about a year or so apart, in the early 80s, and thought I was going to have to choose between milk products and freedom from incapacitating pain (I was leaning toward the milk products; nuts and green leafy vegetables were also among the things I would have to cut out, in theory). My sis found a reference in Adele Davis to magnesium, so I started taking it, and haven't had another stone since then. Magnesium supposedly metabolizes the calcium (I forget what happens to the oxalic acid) a bit at a time instead of squirreling it away in the kidneys. Seems to be working.
Heh! Well, it's been jolly fun taking your funny metaphor and treating it with deadly and tedious seriousness. I see a typo I could have discoursed on, too. Anyway, the best thing to do with those calcified bits of history is to piss them away a little at a time, so learn from my experience, kiddies, and start a-whizzin'. You'll also want to drink lots of metaphoric water.
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Date: 2005-01-01 05:36 am (UTC)Heh! Well, it's been jolly fun taking your funny metaphor and treating it with deadly and tedious seriousness. I see a typo I could have discoursed on, too. Anyway, the best thing to do with those calcified bits of history is to piss them away a little at a time, so learn from my experience, kiddies, and start a-whizzin'. You'll also want to drink lots of metaphoric water.