Huh, even if I could get codiene without a prescription, I couldn’t take it. It makes me puke for hours and hours. Even the tiniest bit of codiene will start the ol’ puke factory going.
MBG, my husband’s company does random UAs. However, they no longer do the pee test. They test hair now. So, at least the drivers don’t have to worry about peeing their pants because their bladders are full.
On the not liking rum balls. I won’t hold it against you. Frankly, I think it’s a guy thing. Women prefer sweets; men prefer grease and meat.
The weather today is a repeat of our crazy November weather. Rain, high winds, flood watches. Tomorrow they’re predicting hurricane force winds in some places. WTF? We live in Washington, not Florida!
I guess I should start working now. I came back to tons of e-mail and lots else to do as well.
Um, yeah. So, codeine puts me to sleep, but caffeine hypes me up (and makes me pee–hey, we have here a cruel drug for random pee test! The codeine means you test +, and out goes you, while the caffeine makes you pee…)
We have T3s here. Demerol is an old line analgesia–and it can cause nausea and vomitting… I would not take more than the rec dosage of 222s–not because of the codeine, but because of the acetaminophen–one nasty drug to get too much of (kids die every year from acetaminophen poisoning). Does a number on your liver, it does.
frankly, I can’t imagine 8 mg of codeine doing anything to a normal sized adult in terms of pain relief. How very British-here is some medication, but not enough to really do anything. Buck up! Stiff upper and all that…
Has she tried a local numbing gel, placed on her gum? Rinsing with body heat salt water? Leveraging this into some really cool gift? Tell her to put her back into it!
I’d be finding a new dentist. Toothache is one of the worst pains in the world to me, and I’ve had broken bones and migraines. I think doctors in general are scared to give pain meds anymore, and it makes me mad. I don’t think people should have to suffer when something can be done about it.
Yeah, it’s an odd combination; a stimulant, a depressant, and a diuretic. Wonderful! Medically speaking though, the combination of acetaminophen and caffeine is supposed to aid in pain relief. The small amount of codeine I guess just gives the kick an extra toe. I do worry about the high dosages she’s been taking though, but it seems to be either that or excruciating pain. The amount of acetaminophen though is 325mg – a standard-strength dose, so it’s not quite as bad as extra-strength stuff.
Copious amounts of Anbesol? Check. Gel, even. It can work if a generous amount is applied, but it doesn’t last very long – maybe 5-10 minutes. Even applied a layer of Dequadin (an oral antibacterial/antifungal paint mainly consisting of dequalinium hydrochloride) which does nothing for the pain but does help a lot with infections of the mouth. It tastes like ass, but anything that helps attack the problem instead of treating the symptoms is better.
I’m quite familiar with the pain, and yes, doctors should really be just a bit more understanding of the pain patients can go through when a tooth nerve feels like it’s being garroted. I really wish he would have prescribed something for it – and to be honest if she experiences that kind of pain this evening, I’m going to take her back there and have him do so, because I know she can’t handle another night like the last two, and I don’t want her to.
wild applause With all the various pains I’ve had this year, I’ve been constantly afraid that doctors will think of it as “drug-seeking behavior.” And you’re right. Toothaches hurt. There is no pain on this earth that matches a bad toothache. You can’t think, you can’t speak, you can’t do anything but wish for death or demerol.
You think that’s bad? Try counting cloth cleanup rags at a printing company. I did it weekly when I was in printing. Dirty rags often still damp with toluene. And with nowhere but the floor to put them whilst counting, it tends to mess up the floor. You’d think that with a printing company dealing with so many different inks the floors would be a riot of colour, but no. Once you get done mixing all those colours you’re left with splotches of blacks and browns and purples. Mardi Gras it’s not; these are the colours of injury.
I just finished folding holiday cards. They are almost pretty, except for the logo all over it.
I had an interminable therapy session this morning, but it was good work and I feel much better.
No random drug tests here, unless it’s required by a client. Or if you show up for work noticeably high, but then, that wouldn’t be random, would it?
I am grateful that it’s been years since I’ve had a really bad toothache or an impacted wisdom tooth. May that continue!
Mindy, you reminded me of ink smells. I worked for a while at a place that made the colored piece of bicycle helmets. It left me with an extreme dislike for Barbie Pink. That has a reek like no other. Gah! You would park, walk into to the office and say, we’re making Barbie Pink today, aren’t we? Or Mango. Mango was another ghastly smell. What made the smell so bad was the metallic inks. The helmets sure were pretty, but the stench…phew! Last I heard, they’d outsourced production to Mexico. Fewer worker complaints that way, I guess. But whenever I walk into a toy store, and see the Barbie section, I can still **smell ** the Pink. And Purple, but that wasn’t quite as bad as Pink.
The only metallic inks I worked with were silver and gold, and all of the inks were either oil-based or water-based, and none of them really smelled any worse than the others, and the smell itself wasn’t all that bad. What really smelled was the naphthalene (roller wash) and toluene (blanket wash). Naphthalene wasn’t horrible, it just smelled like lighter fluid (which, technically, it is.) Toluene is much stronger though – think adhesive residue removers like Goo Gone or Goof Off, which is the same stuff. Oddly, it was the ink that left the pervasive smell, despite being much milder.
Driveby: My dad is very grumpy today. I think he’s getting tired of the poking and prodding. His speech therapist wants to do an endoscopic swallow test. I said no. I know they are trying to prevent aspiration pneumonia but if he doesn’t pass, they will want to put in a feeding tube. That’s not going to happen. It’s not like he is going to get better.
Good wishes to all who need them. The black one, rosie. Toothaches suck big time. I am sick of doctors who are weinerbutts about giving pain meds to people who are obviously in need. They suck, too.
PS the pajama brunch was good. The Mimosas hit the spot. But magic, sweetie, you really don’t want to work in this mad house.
Good for you puggy! At this stage all a feeding tube would probably do is make your dad miserable. I’d be willing to bet he’d say no to it himself.
That reminds me of my adopted grandmother. Some of y’all may remember me talking about her before. She passed away four years ago at the age of 95 (I think) from ovarian cancer. Anywho, when they first found the cancer she was 92. The doctor suggested a hysterectomy. She said no. Actually, she said “Hell No!” Hee! It was like she said though, at her age the operation probably would have killed her and at least with the ovarian cancer she’d have a few more years. There just comes a time when enough is enough. Again, good for you puggy!
I take all the Conduct Reports that drivers do about kids on the bus, enter them in a database, then send them to principals for whatever action they want to take. Last week, there was one about this 3rtd grader named Lawrence who was playing with his “bouncy ball” (what the driver called a superball) and it got loose and kids were all over the floor trying to find it…
So the principal sends me back her bit, and says something like “…spoke to Lawrence, he understands that his bouncy ball needs to stay in his backpack while he is on the bus and at school…”
Which, for the purposes of entering into MY database got translated into “Told Lawrence to keep his bouncy balls in his sack”.
I called the principal to tell her HOW inappropriate I was. I believe I heard her fall off her chair laughing.
Mmmmm… Ink! I rather like the smell of printing ink. Or probably more accurately, I like the smell of a pressroom or print shop and the melange of smells from the inks, cleaning solvents, and whatnot. To me, it’s a warm, happy scent.
Hmm, what shall I have for lunch? Hot and sour soup? Kung Pao “Chicken”? Mater soup and grilled cheese sammich? Egg salad? Big green salad? Nachos? Ewww, deep fried pumpkin amaretto raviolis. Where’s that puky smiley? Mmm, how about ravioli con zucca? I love sage and brown butter sauce. Or grilled veggies on polenta. Ooh, I wonder if the place down the street still has gnocchi? I think I need protein, though, so either egg salad or nachos or hummus. Uh-oh, there’s deep fried ice cream. I guess I need to actually venture out and pick something.
Wow. Can you get all of those from your lunchroom vending machines? That would be cool.
Sorry you’re sick, BookKitty.
In a short while I should venture out to dance class.
Do you ever get into that state where you’ve got lots of quite nice food at home, but none of it appeals? I’m been eating little bits of things, but nothing I want to eat a whole plate of. We’ve got stew, goulash, and curried lentils. And half a chocolate cake.
Big surprise today - **FCD ** got a bonus check at work because they lurves him! He’s been there under 2 years and I think this is the 4th bonus he’s gotten. I guess that means he’s good at what he does, huh?
I get my review on Friday with my last boss and I think I’ll find out if I get a bonus or a raise or both or neither. I don’t think neither is an option. I hope it’s all raise and not any bonus, because raise means my high-3 is higher, which directly affects my retirement pay.
Dinner is salmon plus some more stuff. I’ve got a load of whites in the washer, and I need to finish loading the dishwasher and run that load. Busy busy…
Got the information on the player suspensions; one got 8 games and the other got 5. One of the players on the other team got 2. Not nearly as bad as we had feared it would be.
Mr. SCL hauled Christmas stuff down from the attic, but I’m damned if I feel like messing with any of it. Maybe tomorrow. No, maybe Friday. Or maybe not. :grinch:
Definitely the nachos. I only ate about 1/3 of a 1/2 order, which is great. I used to lick the plate clean. There’s food and baristas in the lobby. I think the building is throwing the tenants a holiday party. They do ice cream socials in the summer, too.
Congrats, FCD! Bonus checks are always good, but raises are better.
I feel like I’m going to fall asleep at my desk. I think I’ll cut out early from tonight’s holiday party/silent auction for charity. The members want a raffle for making donations! :mad: What is wrong with these people? Deep breath. That’s why I resigned from the board, I remember now.
