Simon ,'Jaynestown'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Valium is the one that makes me not care. Vicodin just makes the pain go away.
Actually, no, I'll agree on the morphine. I had that for my wisdom teeth (which had to be broken, cut, and forceped out) and it was like "Wow, I bet that really hurts."
I don't know what they gave me for my leg surgery, but apparently it's not really a full anasthetic, you can talk coherently while on it, you just don't remember. Must be the same stuff your sister had, ita. The whole concept bugs me.
I've never had anything but a local. Well, and advil.
My main focus on morphine was talking coherently. Which apparently translated into talking loudly. And then it turned out that the person in the bed over knew one of the krav instructors.
I think I was sufficiently coherent that my ride (Burrell's DH) didn't know I was so very close to totally out of it. But it was work.
I remember the laughing gas I had for my wisdom teeth. The only part of my consciousness I care about was the part inside the rear half of my skull, where a hell of a party was going on. I could actually feel the inside of the my skull, and it was good.
I've only had vicodin. It takes away the pain, but that's it. Well, except for the EXTREMELY fucked up dreams.
More brain weirdness: Brain damage turns man into human chameleon
...psychologists in Italy have reported the real-life case of AD, a 65-year-old whose identity appears dependent on the environment he is in. He started behaving this way after cardiac arrest caused damage to the fronto-temporal region of his brain.
When with doctors, AD assumes the role of a doctor; when with psychologists he says he is a psychologist; at the solicitors he claims to be a solicitor. AD doesn't just make these claims, he actually plays the roles and provides plausible stories for how he came to be in these roles.
To investigate further, Giovannina Conchiglia and colleagues used actors to contrive different scenarios. At a bar, an actor asked AD for a cocktail, prompting him to immediately fulfil the role of bar-tender, claiming that he was on a two-week trial hoping to gain a permanent position. Taken to the hospital kitchen for 40 minutes, AD quickly assumed the role of head chef, and claimed responsibility for preparing special menus for diabetic patients. He maintains these roles until the situation changes. However, he didn't adopt the role of laundry worker at the hospital laundry, perhaps because it was too far out of keeping with his real-life career as a politician.
AD's condition is a form of disinhibition, but it appears distinct from other well-known disinhibition syndromes such as utilisation behaviour, in which patients can't help themselves from using any objects or food in the vicinity. For example, AD didn't touch anything in the hospital kitchen.
His tendency to switch roles is exacerbated by anterograde amnesia (a loss of memory for events since his cardiac arrest) and anosognosia – a lack of insight into his strange behaviour.
“AD seems to have lost the capacity to keep his own identity constant, as he adapts himself excessively to variations in the social contexts, violating his own identity connotations in order to favour a role which the environment proposes”, the researchers said.
Note to self: Brain = freaky.
It's Zelig!
It's Zelig!
Yeah. The first paragraph of the article (that I didn't copy) mentions Zelig.
My main focus on morphine was talking coherently. Which apparently translated into talking loudly.
Heh. Several Buffistas were the lucky (?) recipients of my morphine-addled phone calls from the hospital. "I just want to say that MORPHINE...IS...THE...SHIT!!!!"
Good times, good times.
Okay, not really. But the morphine was fun.
Am I punctuating for grammar or am I punctuating for breathing space?I punctuate for pauses. I know it. It's wrong. I still do it. Because it's not always wrong. Just sometimes. And they are odds I can live with so long as no one else is paying for my words. For money I can follow rules.