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Can't tell you its menopause :yelsick: I hope you find out and get it fixed SN
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Definitely see that Doc.
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awesome an appt for 3:40 today!
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great. nothing worse than waiting. good luck, it's about time a dwellar came home from the docs with something nameable and curable :lol:
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Sadly, nothing nameable yet. He doesn't think it is Lyme which is good, but also bad. (it would have been nameable and curable)
His phlebotomist, Dr. Acula, drew a couple of vials of blood making a nice hash of my vein. Doesn't seem like rheumatoid arthritis, might be osteoarthritis. BP was insanely high, could be salt? Weight could be water? Thyroid? So they got a whole lot of blood and they are going to run some tests... |
Don't you think your blood pressure could be anxiety?
A friend told me it's very, very hard to get a positive from a Lyme blood test. |
That's good -you might yet end up with something nameable and cureable. Hang in there.
What's upsetting me today is that I really can't share with all y'all what is absolutely and utterly occupying my mind and pissing me off because it's currently a police matter. But I'd love to have a good rant. Yes I have done so in private via email but there's something extra about getting it out there on a public board, ya know? Soon, my enemies, soon you will be trashed on the cellar. You might want to buy Taco Shields. |
fucker appears to have taken the last of the homemade soup to work. I was looking forward to that. Now I had to have tinned stuff -admittedly probably lower in cals and cholesterol, but sodium through the roof according to the label. tasted like it too :(
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Crybibies.
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::lower lip wobbles a little::
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NO SOUP FOR YOU!!
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fine. I'll just die then. See if I care.
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darn tooting right it is. 'Cause Im'ma kill 'im
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No time to be upset! I'll let my stomach carry that burden.
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I went through a time period a couple years ago where I just couldn't do shit. I was trying to ride but got totally winded, had dead legs etc... I still don't know what was going on but I eventually worked through it by rebuilding myself fencing. If you get your Docs clearance maybe you need to increase the intensity of what you're doing. |
Hoping it's something simple S.N.
Although thyroid does that to me and it doesn't feel so simple at least it just requires a dose of hormone to bring it in to balance again. I got my fingers crossed it is something simply manageable.:fingerx: |
Got the bloodwork back from the lab. Everything is fine except my liver has elevated functions, whatever that means. They want to test again in six weeks.
What ever I still feel like shit. |
I cried a few times today.
We went to her church for presentations for Graduating Seniors. I was sad for the first time. |
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I have a friend who had his tonsils out in his mid-thirties for sleep apnea. Said it completely changed his life. He never knew what it felt like to actually be fully-rested before then.
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I have sleep apenia and I have a CPAP and it changed my life.
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Well, I see the doc again on Thursday so I'll tell him.
It's amazing how many people say the exact same thing about cpap machines, both of my sisters said "It changed their lives" It's not often you hear that consistency of testimonial, usually it is a claim for a bogus product. Anyway, it would explain a lot of things. I made the mistake of reading up on sleep apnea right before bed. Mistake is putting it mildly. |
Well here, I'll give you an alternate opinion: my mother tried the mask and said it was way, way too uncomfortable to sleep in. She hated it, and gave up after two nights. So now it doesn't have a perfect track record of satisfied patients. :)
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Yeah? Well, my brother refers to it as his Darth Vader mask. So no only has it changed his life, but he gets to pretend he's an evil Jedi knight when he goes to bed.
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technically clod, since she is not using the mask, she is not a contender for (using) the mask changed my life. She does get a door prize for playing:
"I tried the mask and it was hella uncomfortable. I couldn't sleep with it or with out it." Glatt, Does the mask come in black with the cape too? My son would dig it, especially if we changed his name to Luke. (Luke, I am your father) |
My car caught on fire.
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Yikes!
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How much on fire did it catch? a little singe or run like hell before it blows?
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Somehow this thread feels like TOP This Misery, today. Probably my fault.
My dear sweet little Portia died this morning of respiratory failure. For eight years this two lb titan slept next to my head at nite and was my constant arm candy. She had the heart of a pitbull. There is a hole in my soul ...:( I am so heart broken :sniff: |
So sorry Nirv. She looks like an angel there.
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Sorry to Hear that Vana m
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Soooory Vana
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bummer
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awweeee. I'm so sorry. :(
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So sorry, Nirvana.
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Thats awful nirvana, so sorry for your loss.
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So Sorry.
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I'm so sorry, nirvana. What a sweetie.
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Sorry about Portia Nirvana. |
Thank you all for sharing my misery ...:thepain: :sniff:
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I smashed 5 Thai chili peppers into the soybean curd paste mixture and ate it with rice. Ugh....it's really literally upsetting my stomach now. :thepain: I'm gonna go to bed to sleep it off. :neutral:
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Nirvana - so sorry about Portia. It is so hard to lose a canine friend :comfort: .
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Sorry Vana. :sniff:
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Well, since dolphins became dorphins I thought sharks should become shalks.
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Netflix put The Abominable Dr. Phibes on UNAVAILABLE status only one week after I put in my queue.
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The Power of the Dog
There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; And when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for more? Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear. Buy a pup and your money will buy Love unflinching that cannot lie-- Perfect passion and worship fed By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head. Nevertheless it is hardly fair To risk your heart to a dog to tear. When the fourteen years which Nature permits Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits, And the vet's unspoken prescription runs To lethal chambers or loaded guns, Then you will find--it's your own affair-- But ... you've given your heart to a dog to tear. When the body that lived at your single will, With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!) When the spirit that answered your every mood Is gone--wherever it goes--for good, You will discover how much you care, And will give your heart to a dog to tear. We've sorrow enough in the natural way, When it comes to burying Christian clay. Our loves are not given, but only lent, At compound interest of cent per cent. Though it is not always the case, I believe, That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve: For, when debts are payable, right or wrong, A short-term loan is as bad as a long-- So why in--Heaven (before we are there) Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear? Rudyard Kipling |
Sorry to hear about your dog, vana. :(
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Thanks Shaw :sniff:
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