Twin Flames

I hope all of you continue to have happy amazing lives.  

He shrugged.  “I guess so.  Despite the… strange things we’ve been through over the last couple years, I wouldn’t say it’s been bad necessarily.”

“I’d definitely be game for hiking! Go hang out with some trees for a day… We could bring a picnic or something with us, too.”

“Sure! I’d prefer if we did something where there weren’t a lot of people around, but I’m game for hanging out!”

His gaze was a steady line into the road, the man still as a statue. Silence was easier for him, if his lack of conversational skills had anything to say about it. Silence made it easier to hear someone coming, and easier to clear his thoughts. 

And he wasn’t used to anyone wanting to visit him. “It’s the vantage point,” he answered blandly. “And the quiet, yeah.”

“If you don’t have any reason to be here, then yeah. Go away.” 

Roxy was used to being told to go away. Her general demeanor tended to get on some people’s nerves and she was self aware enough to recognize it. That didn’t mean she intended to change herself to fit the opnions of those around her. So instead of being offended, she laughed. Of course she had told him he could tell her to leave him alone.

I can't get back to sleep. So I started reading about local anesthetic resistance. Apparently it's a highly disputed topic among physicians over if it exists. I’m glad my surgeon believed me about how lidocaine doesn’t work even if he had never heard about it before.

The few studies pointed initially to being related to Ehlers-Danos syndrome until it cropped up in people without it. One doctor studied one patient and found her mother and sister suffered from the same resistance. Turns out they had a genetic mutation/defect in the sodium channels that the drugs use to block pain signals to the brain.