She went on and on about how often I see the "shrink" then told me that my cough was all in my head. Apparently, I can psychologically decide to turn it off.
Oh my sweet jesus lord. URGE TO KILL RISING...RISING...
Stop means no. And no means no. So . . . stop.
Xander ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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Nora Deirdre - Feb 13, 2006 8:36:55 am PST #8959 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Laura - Feb 13, 2006 8:38:12 am PST #8960 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Apparently, I can psychologically decide to turn it off.
Unreal. I walked out and quit my first real job when the boss told me that my allergy to the company accountant's extreme perfume was all in my head.
Emily - Feb 13, 2006 8:38:27 am PST #8961 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
Oh my sweet jesus lord. URGE TO KILL RISING...RISING...
Dude, no kidding, right?
vw bug - Feb 13, 2006 8:39:11 am PST #8962 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
My PCP was mortified.
sj - Feb 13, 2006 8:42:03 am PST #8963 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{Gud}}} Tons of ~ma to you. I am so sorry that you are going through this.
{{{Teppy}}} Much ~ma to your dad and to you.
I am back from the doctor's office with two new drugs. Both of which have drowsiness labels on them. I am not hopeful that either of them are going to help with the pain while still allowing me to function.
Since I don't say it enough, I should mention that I have the best support system ever. Between everyone here, Dave (who rubbed my feet and made me tea while I cried for 2 hours this morning), and my mother who drove me to the doctor's office and got the perscriptions for me, I am a very lucky girl.
Gudanov - Feb 13, 2006 8:42:13 am PST #8964 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
My PCP was mortified.
Well yeah, that other doctor sounds awful.
Best wishes for your Dad, Steph. I hope things aren't as scary as they sound.
Thanks for well wishes and advice.
Jessica - Feb 13, 2006 8:42:30 am PST #8965 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
URGE TO KILL RISING...RISING...
You can psychologically shut that off, you know. Just like asthma.
sj - Feb 13, 2006 8:44:49 am PST #8966 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
What a stupid doctor, vw. I am so sorry that you had to go through that. I have had that happen to me at emergency rooms before. They ask you what medicines you are on and when I mentioned my AD, they assumed I was having an anxiety attack rather than an asthma attack.
Scrappy - Feb 13, 2006 8:45:07 am PST #8967 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Gud-- I can only echo everyone's advice. It mnay be hard to believe now, but there is a better life waiting for you. The weight of constantly failing someone's expectations is heavier than you will ever know while you are living under it, and once the painful process of getting free of it is over you WILL feel better.
Nora Deirdre - Feb 13, 2006 8:45:28 am PST #8968 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
also, ~ma to Steph and Steph-Dad.
(which I will not choose to shut off with my brain)