Ahoy!

It seems I be afflicted with Bell's Palsy again, or as I prefer to be callin' it: Pirate's Disease!

Me face be partially paralyzed on the starboard side, makin' me grin even more dashin' than be the norm and me right eye as dry as last night's barrel o' rum. If the rising sun be bringin' me no relief, an eye patch may be the cap'n's orders.

Me and me hearties be ashore in New York this week, plunderin' the Google offices and merrily drinkin' the local grog. She be a grand, grand city, New York, with gigantic green ladies an' buildin's the likes of which ye've never seen before. The grog be costin' a right pretty penny though, mark me words.

Whilst a'drinkin I gave me maties the sad, sad news that this be our final voyage together. I be sailin' for warmer seas this summer, there is promise of much loot and adventure for meself and me lady in the vast lands of Southern and Central America. We be sailing in June and no amount of beggin' or pleadin' be changin' me mind.

As we sailed to New York, me vessel's crew be callin' me Lord Bjarni. I tell ye now, just between ourselves, I be no lord. Yet that be the name on me e-ticket and for the life of me, I be expectin' at least first class treatment fer meself and by rights for me hearties as well! But alas, the scurvy bastards kept us in economy class all the way.

The plank'd be too good for them.

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One odd thing is reading that old blog post (linked above), in 2003 I claimed it was the left side of my face that was paralyzed. However this time it is on the right, which doesn't make any sense. Did I just confuse left and right last time I wrote about this?

Does anyone remember which side I wore my patch on?

Does Bell's Palsy care which side it paralyzes?