I already knew that in order to be able to help support two old ladies (Mom and Grandma), I would need to keep looking for projects abroad.
But in case I had any doubts, there is another reason that the last two days have made it very clear still stands, and which is very much a good reason to look for projects abroad and then some: if Nava is available, Nava is expected to be available to take care of Mom, to the extent that if Nava happens to be available, then hired help is expected to not be required. My brothers hate Mom’s stream of unconsciousness, but expect me to be able to put up with it for 16h/day without becoming murderous.
Excuse me, I’m going to go look up sap.au to see if they need anybody for my modules…
Yep, you’re right, and I went too far.:smack: See, I have been exposed to too many drug seekers and curlcoat is generally such a bullshit artist I couldn’t believe what he said. I apologized already, even to the bullshit artist- as who knows, maybe this time he’s sincere. It’s really hard to keep your empathy to real pain sufferers, even those with a codeine dependence, when you have worked with 99 drug-seeking addicts to one real sufferer. Still, the over reaction to not getting his codeine RIGHT NOW is a danger sign.
Thanks to Doc Qadgop the Mercotan for his excellent and informative post. He knows hwaaaaay more about this that I do. Pay no attention to me the fake Dr, listen to the real Doc- the slithering alien. I bow in his direction!
I had to snip this for space, but it’s all very true. Just because the body might become sort of addicted to a drug doesn’t mean the person is. For example, my body is addicted to Zoloft, in that I get some pretty serious withdrawal symptoms if I suddenly quit taking it, but I have no more psychologically addicted to opioids than I am the Zoloft. I take both because they relieve symptoms, period.
No, they really don’t. This is the way I was when I was younger, I took far less in the way of heavy duty pain killers because they interfered with my ability to reason and work. But eventually the pain wins. That’s life!
But but but - isn’t it a term that is used here fairly often?
Actually, DrDeth did also call me an addict.
I’m still not a he, and I’m no bullshit artist. You on the other hand …
… post shit like this. This is bullshit, since all I did was rant about having to jump thru hoops every single time due to stupidity on the part of CVS and United Healthcare. I said zero about whether I needed it RIGHT NOW, which I didn’t since I’ve learned to start this ridiculous process early, which I said and which you have also ignored. But, even if I did need it RIGHT NOW, you still jumped to the conclusion that it was because I am an addict and not because I was in pain.
I had a weird-ass YouTube issue a couple of weeks ago…I couldn’t play any videos on my PC, but I could play most videos with no problem on my laptop. Switched over to Chrome, only to find that it was having the same problem. I tried again the next day; Chrome was able to play all videos, but Firefox wasn’t doing anything. Strangely, the laptop could play some YouTube videos through Firefox. The problem disappeared completely with the next Firefox update.
OK, I’ll say it! (well, not in just one word) 'Cause I’m gross and don’t mind passing it on. Kaylasdad was riffing on the transposition - bolding above mine. Which is pretty funny when it makes you think of feathering goats to stabilize them for throwing. But correct the transposition and you have the SDMB “standard” insult. :eek:
I was heading to work this morning with occasional passenger Mrs. J. (who has been known to refer to me as Mr. Toad, based on her perception of my aggressive driving style).
Surprisingly, the lights were in our favor, the typical bottleneck turning on to a busy thoroughfare never happened and we were cruising happily down the last stretch of road in light rain, as I remarked on how smoothly the commute had gone.
At that exact moment I heard a yelp of dismay from Mrs. J., as a charging deer bounded into the road directly in our path. :eek::eek::eek:
Fortunately I was able to brake in time to avoid having venison in our laps. :smack:
Moral: do not leap to premature conclusions about a non-Mr. Toad commute.
Unfortunately, insurance companies are getting to the point of damned near counting minutes before allowing a damned refill. If I get [random example] 30 hits of nukemybrainitol for 1 month, then they damned near demand that I fill it the first time on the first and will NOT refill it until the 30th and god help you if your pharmacy doesn’t stock 30 hits of nukemybrainitol the absolute day you need the damned shit. So those of us who have been using it for the past 5 years without any issue are basically fucked over by the insurance companies assuming that everybody with a scrip is a junkie.
Hell, I went to Germany for a month once, and my meds needed renewal about 4 days from the flight back to the US, so of course I try to get an early refill so that I am covered until I get home which ended up with the conversation ‘I am going to be traveling and need to get my prescriptions filled before the 30th of January’ But we have CVS Pharmacies in every state …‘But not Germany. I am going to be in Germany for a month and will need refills about 1 week before my flight home’ sigh I ended up having to freaking fax them a copy of my damned tickets.
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Where the fuck did she say that? As a person in pain, she didn’t want to physically stand in line to be told “no”. As Helena said, fuck your sanctimonious, uneducated bullshit. And fuck your “apology”.
When I called a local pharmacist sometime last year to see if they had a scheduled drug in stock, they told me they couldn’t say over the phone since it’s a drug people will rob the store for if they know it’s back there somewhere. I was talked to with a vague air of suspicion too.
So, like curlcoat, I had to physically go to three or four different pharmacies in order to get my Rx filled because none of them would say over the phone if they had the drug or quantity in stock. It was a fucking PITA and annoying as hell.
But hey! If it keeps the junkies, robbers and addicts at bay it’s all good, right DrDeth?
DotA players suck. I paused the game because I heard someone banging about outside and upsetting the dog and needed to find out what it was. It turned out to just be a fireworks display across town, but when I got back I found out that one of the other players had immediately unpaused the game. Because heaven forbid somebody might need to do something important like investigating some fucking explosions that might take twenty seconds out of your game, asshole.
Arrgh, I accidentally made a capitalization mistake in the first post of this thread. Oh well. It’s not a huge mistake, and so this is only the most mini of all possible mini-rants.
Also, “I accidentally made a mistake” is a bit redundant.
Yes, you should really change your username to take out the Dr.
You’re not a doctor.Facts is facts, and we might have to start replying to each of your posts correcting the error in your name to make sure everyone knows you’re not really a doctor, and there’s no confusion.
You know? I’m not really all that sorry that I don’t have to drag the little girls two hours each way to go to a visitation for my husband’s father’s brother’s wife, especially not the evening before Easter, which we celebrate with too much food, horseshoes, gossip, and an egg hunt, plus a birthday cake for my daughter and niece, at a picnic in the woods at the family farm. We aren’t close to Tony’s father’s side of the family, even less so with the brother and his late wife. But it sure would have been nice to know that we weren’t going at some point before I stayed up until 4 am, cooking for the wake and the picnic, after making an extra trip for groceries (on the Friday before a big food holiday!) But noooo, I stay up most of the night, set my alarm for 9 am, make the coffee, crank up the oven and the dryer again for the last bits, get the babies into the bathtub, clean out the truck, pack the cooler, and pray I’ll have time to at least get a shower before we leave. Meanwhile, Tony calls his dad to say we’re not coming, and rolls over and goes back to sleep.
Bastard.
But hey! I don’t have to cook dinner tonight, since we have two very nice chicken casseroles in the fridge!
But but but - isn’t it a term that is used here fairly often?