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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.


WindSparrow - Aug 06, 2008 3:00:22 pm PDT #29 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

I have gone both ways, meara. I've found the talky meat person, and had her contact my GP to discuss meds; And I've gone to my GP to ask for meds, while simultaneously getting a referral to a talky meat person. It does pay to call the insurance company first, to find out what their procedure is, regarding mental health benefits.


sj - Aug 06, 2008 3:00:58 pm PDT #30 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

(((meara))) Either your PCP can perscribe drugs and recommend a talky meat therapist or you can find a talky meat therapist who can recommend a psychiatrist for the drugs.


Amy - Aug 06, 2008 3:03:14 pm PDT #31 of 10001
Because books.

Also? There's at least one AD on the $4 prescription list, so there's always that. It's Citalopram, which is a generic of Lexapro, which is pretty commonly prescribed. You can always ask your GP to look into those options first if insurance coverage is ever an issue.


Laura - Aug 06, 2008 3:06:09 pm PDT #32 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Yay! New thread! Nice title.

Boo! meara's employers! Not nice.


Glamcookie - Aug 06, 2008 3:14:04 pm PDT #33 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

I'm this close to saying that we are no longer going to have a little party after the elopement because it's becoming too much of a problem.

This is what we ended up doing as our small get together after the marriage started becoming a Thing. We said nope and instead booked a trip to the Keys. Woot!

{{{meara}}} When I got on the ADs, I did just what you said - I went in and while explaining my tale of woe started crying. That pretty much sealed the AD deal.


EpicTangent - Aug 06, 2008 3:14:22 pm PDT #34 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

{{{meara}}} What they said. Probably start at GP (since you already hopefully have a relationship there. My GP once offered me Prozac-Lite (not what she called it) when I was asking for BCP because of my raging PMS depression. So if you can get in there soonish, good place to start.

Tons of ~ma to you. I'd totally offer to poke through the United Technologies/Hamilton Sundstrand (my current owner) Job Postings for you if I knew what (exactly)you do. Matter of fact, profile addy's good if you want me to start poking. We MUST have sites in the PNW.

sj, if it wouldn't feel too passive-aggressive, maybe you could start forwarding those emails to TCG to field for a while? He's not as burned out on them as you are, so might manage to still be polite and perky where you'd like to cut a bitch - plus when the volume's psycho he'd get why you're getting so frustrated.


SailAweigh - Aug 06, 2008 3:14:42 pm PDT #35 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Oh, hey! New thread. Niiiiice.

Or just go to my GP and start crying? That seems a tad melodramatic, but OTOH melodramatic is how I'm feeling these days...

It's what I did. And she was the one who referred me to a shrink, who recommended a therapist, yadda, yadda. I found that easiest because it meant everyone was in the same provider network and it made the insurance labyrinth easier to negotiate.


Gadget_Girl - Aug 06, 2008 3:22:02 pm PDT #36 of 10001
Just call me "Siouxsie Shunshine".

Or just go to my GP and start crying? That seems a tad melodramatic, but OTOH melodramatic is how I'm feeling these days...

This is what I did, too. When my GP walked into the room I burst into tears, he listened to my ramblings then gave me a prescription and recommended several counselors.

{{{meara}}} much ~ma for you.

Why isn't the universe playing nice! How many times do we have to tell 2008 to BEHAVE!


amych - Aug 06, 2008 3:22:10 pm PDT #37 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

I'm this close to saying that we are no longer going to have a little party after the elopement because it's becoming too much of a problem.

Dude, do it. Or lay down the law that you are not planning a single thing until after. Or else let him do all the party planning, if he doesn't think the stress is any big deal.

ALL the party planning -- not "oh, I'm going to let the boy pretend to be involved tee-hee-hee", which way too many women fall into. And if you want to do it, great. But if you really, honestly don't -- don't let the world foist a thing on you when you don't want to have one.

You are not eloping so that you can have two weddings.


Trudy Booth - Aug 06, 2008 3:28:49 pm PDT #38 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Or just go to my GP and start crying? That seems a tad melodramatic, but OTOH melodramatic is how I'm feeling these days...

I went to my doctor intending to be all rational about it and wound up doing the above. A certain Buffista, who shall remain nameless, had the reaction of "Good. Now your Doctor knows what a mess you are."

Just tell your doc. However it comes out it comes out and you figure out what to do from there.