I always forget the names of the pertinent drugs used in these procedures. A common “total knock-out” drug is propofol, the stuff that killed Michael Jackson. When I asked about total knock-out before a colonoscopy years ago, I was told that propofol and similar drugs required ongoing monitoring by an anesthesiologist, and since they didn’t have one on the team, that was off the table.
What they used instead was the common combination of fentanyl (as a pain-killer) and midazolam (the “amnesia drug”). I feel like it pretty much totally knocked me out anyway because I don’t remember anything, but that may have been because of the midazolam. Though I do recall waking up in a recovery room and asking the nurse how long I’d been there, because I had no idea.
Just trying to read all that was more energy and time than I wanna spend on getting ten bucks worth of gas into the tank.
My mini rant:
My phone just did a software upgrade. So far, the only “improvement” I’ve noted is a horrible lag that never existed before in my beloved old Plants vs Zombies game.
Bah. I like that game, but this is ruining it for me.
I drive so little these days (please consider this “Chapter 2” of my “cocooning homebody” rant) that my current quarter-tank of gas might still be “summer gas”. I’ll probably fill up the next time I’m out, and get “winter gas”, which will probably stay in the tank until summer.
I’m out of sync with the seasons! On the plus side, I couldn’t care less about the price of gas – I could feed my car the best vodka and it wouldn’t make much difference to annual cost!
I disable updates everywhere that disabling is possible.
It’s definitely low-resolution, but I can make out what the cheque is and (barely) the amount on it, and confirm that it’s the same as the OCR amount printed on the receipt just above the image. The purpose of the image is just to remind you what it was that you had deposited, and it serves that purpose just fine. There’s also the option of having a receipt emailed to you. I’ve never done that but I assume that the cheque images are higher resolution there, if for some reason someone should require that. The images are obviously hi-res within the bank’s system. I do think it’s a pretty cool technology.
“Good old” FedYecchs apparently pays their drivers to give the packages a few days of rides, not to actually DELIVER them. Second day in a row this package has ridden around on the truck all day without actually reaching my door.
#1 I think I know why I have been feeling so down lately. It isn’t just all the stuf that I already listed. My year at the rodent infested craphole in a high crime neighborhood was very bad. I had just enough energy to wake up, log in to work and do my job until it was time to log off. I had no energy for anything else. I am not sure how long, but for quite a while I was only showering and only changing clothes once a week. Things were bad.
I got a new psychiatrist. Started a new medication which is massively more helpful. I moved into what seemed a much better apartment in a much better neighborhood. For a while, things were really improving. Since the election, things have been getting worse again. I am very worried about how much worse they will get.
I posted before that when I moved, the gas company kept the autopyament I had set up. I thought the autopayment with the electric company had also transferred. It had not and I was a sent a notice that I was behind. I went to the company’s web site and set up auto payment. I thought everything was okay now.
Yesterday, I took my mail with me on the way to my beloved’s. Today I went through it. The power company sent me a notce that if I don’t provide proof of income within 30 days, they will shut off my power. I am not worried about them actually shutting off my power. Last time I checked, it was against the law to shut off gas or power in December or January. I am however, extemely worried about what this mess will do to credit rating
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Oh, sorry. The 76’ers are Philadelphia’s professional basketball team.
A weird one popped up for me last week in the middle of a thread. It was an AI image of a hand holding a jug of bleach over the head of a cat. There was blue liquid coming out of the cat’s eyes and mouth. WTF?! I have no idea what it was an ad for.
I have used up every bit of my Christmas spirit today trying to get this damn fiber optic angel to stay up on this Christmas tree. I’ve decided it’s fucking impossible, despite the fact that she’s been up there every previous year. No part of her undercarriage corresponds in any way to the four springy plastic branches at the top of the tree, which are actively trying to throw her off. The Swiffer duster handle which I rammed up her butt last year is broken. And she’s extremely top-heavy because she’s made of porcelain or something from the waist up. I’m toying with the idea of accidentally on purpose breaking her, but she once belonged to my husband’s mother. Bitch. (Angel, not mother)
Man, I don’t think even hot glue would work!
I had a tiny nervous breakdown this afternoon, then went online and bought a star for the tree. Angel is on a shelf, having lost tree privileges in perpetuity. And don’t think I won’t rub her nose in it!
When I woke up this morning, it was 57 in my apartment. I am now 90% sure that the radiator in my living room does not work. Fortunately, my Beloved loaned me a space heater. It has raised the temperature to 63 since I turned it on.
I am out of quarters to use for laundry. There is a change machine at the laundromat across the street. BUT, there is a very large sign saying that it is for customers only. I am certain that if I use it and then just leave, I will get yelled at for a good long time by the woman who runs the place. I will not be able to object or defend myself, since she will be in the right. The whole thing triggers my social anxiety disorder. I could do my laundry in the laundromat. But, then I have to carry everything down more stairs and across the street. Plus, if I use the washer and dryer on the second floor of my building, I can just go back up to my apartment to do things and come back when the machine is done. If I do my laundry at the laundromat, I have to sit in the laundromat on an uncomfortable plastic chair until the clothes are done in the dryer. I want to get more rolls of quarters at my bank, Wells Fargo. There are none I can really get to. I would try going into a different bank and asking politely to change a twenty dollar bill into quarters. It is possible they would do it even though I don’t have an account there But, I work 8:30-5. I cannot really get to a bank during business hours.
