Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
So is Ativan a now-and-again thing as opposed to a daily thing?
For me, it is. I use it (and I think it's designed to) short-circuit the anxiety loop that the brain gets into. As Nora said, though, it's a matter of identifying the symptoms before they escalate - kind of like have to take pain medication, it's easier to treat the problem before it goes large, you know?
I do know that Ativan is considered highly addictive.
Whenever we discuss the use of ativan or similar with the group home residents for things like dental appointments, I always tell the nurse, "Forget about the residents, lay in a stock of it for the staff!"
I do know that Ativan is considered highly addictive.
My shrink says this is a bunch of hoohah. It is highly addictive in addictive personalities, but for anyone else, it really isn't. I've been on the same daily dosage for 5.5 years, and barely use PRNs anymore.
ETA: Which is not to say that people should take the medication lightly...
I do know that Ativan is considered highly addictive.
That's why my shrinks won't prescribe it to me. I don't think I have an addictive personality, but apparantly, having done *ahem* stuff in the past (even though one has stopped doing, uh, stuff, easily and naturally and with no ill aftereffect) qualifies.
It is highly addictive in addictive personalities, but for anyone else, it really isn't.
I was wondering about that. I certainly haven't felt any ill effects/cravings for it like I did for Percoset (HOMG the withdrawal, even when I was doing the step-down).
Nora, I think your docs are full of shit, by the way. I've thought that before, when they balk on prescribing you stuff.
Oh, you guys. I just got the sweetest comment on one of my Beauty and the Bug blog entries. Back in January I wrote a piece after finding out that my neighborhood cobbler passed away. His daughter found it and commented on it and thanked me. It's here if you want to look: [link] I'm so touched!
Also, can I share a cute CBD story? Or have I CBDed everyone out?
Also, can I share a cute CBD story?
Any time, babe.
So, I've been giving him a joking hard time about not eating fruits and veggies, and I found out this morning (after serving apples with his bacon and eggs) that when he told his parents about me, one of the things he told them about me is that I love to cook and have been cooking him "whole meals with sides and everything." His mom is so thrilled that he's getting balanced meals.
I laughed and laughed and laughed.
Nora, I think your docs are full of shit, by the way. I've thought that before, when they balk on prescribing you stuff.
Yeah, I do too, but it's a fight that I've given up on because insisting you're not an alcoholic or an addict is just fruitless, due to the assumption that I'm just in denial. It got to be too much energy for me to fight, and my flight ended me up with the lady who gives me Zoloft, which is an OK solution for the time being, I guess (except the forgetting about Doing It). I HATE changing shrinks. If I never have to do another intake appointment again, I'd be a happy lady.