You people need to talk more. I have another hour and a half to go!
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
[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.
I love my doctor. He said to "have a glass or two of champagne tonight for pain relief." Hee!
Yay, GC for getting to go home and medicinal spirits!
I am having, so far, a completely problem-less day of US Airways flights. I've had two. One to go. Lots of flights to get from NYC to Ohio, but I clearly had to fly by way of TWO North Carolina cities.
Delta had a direct flight that would've been a lot easier. To get a round-trip ticket that used it would've cost about $280 (enough more than I paid for this one not to be worth buying it and canceling the return), but a one-way on the SAME PLANE? $550. I do not understand this business model. If $280 makes it worth it for me to fly on two planes over three days, shouldn't I be able to fly just once, on one, for, say, $170 or $180? Is the second flight magic, and worth -$270?
Wonderful news, GC and Sox!
Yes, it seems like we won't get truce so fast, but there are mixed headlines. At the moment, on top of being worried over the missiles attacks over Be'er Sheva (it's the forth largest city in Israel. Also a university city), is the Lebanese threat. Now the "special situation" is on every city and town within 40 km of the Strip. OK, I'm also worried about Israel destruction of the Strip too. I thought that only the extremes said "wipe Gaza out" up until the past week.
As for me. Well, all I wanted is to crawl underneath the blankets today and sob, and uni wasn't the best place. Way too much noise around. But Faulkner helped (as always), and the great guys I'm studying with. My mom's uncle funeral will be in Jerusalem tomorrow, and I'll get a ride with my parents from there home.
When you are told to take two pills (antibiotics) a day, how far apart do you space them? OBVIOUSLY more than like, an hour. But closer to 10 or 12?
But closer to 10 or 12
This. It doesn't have to be precise, but the idea is to get a more-or-less steady amount of the drug in your body, so (relatively) evenly spaced dosing is your friend.
Ok, so I took my first at 9:30 this morning. If I take the second at like 7:30 tonight and then go to 12 hours from there, I'll be ok?
Ok, so I took my first at 9:30 this morning. If I take the second at like 7:30 tonight and then go to 12 hours from there, I'll be ok?
Totally. If you're not so ill that you're in an isolated hospital ward, you don't have to be precise, just somewhere in the neighborhood.
The one human interaction dynamic that I struggle with the most is having to take care of other people when a) they are ostensibly taking care of me or b) I need to take are of myself.
This. How do you escape from this? We had to have a traditional southern funeral for my dad--he'd never met a stranger, and everybody wanted to come pay their respects. Mom was a wreck, and we just sat her in the corner and the condolers just flocked past her, patting and praying and telling stories. She was the center of attention and completely free, in fact encouraged and expected, to indulge her grief publicly.
I, on the other hand? People walked in the door, saw him in the coffin, saw her sobbing unrestrainedly, puddled up and started patting and pawing and platituding--at me. Which left me rubbing their hands or patting their backs, talking soothingly and ushering them toward Mom's entourage. It was years--years, before I was able to recall the man my dad had been, and finally mourn him. The circus surrounding his funeral did absolutely nothing to provide closure for me or to facilitate my grief. I hope it celebrated him in the memories of those casual mourners, because otherwise it was a complete waste of energy and time, for me.
We had a very small, very private memorial service for StE, only four of us, family. And we clung and supported each other, and didn't have to endure and help other people through their easy, social "sympathy."
Hi Calli! ::hangs on to hat::
I was having an anxiety attack, so I went and grabbed some lunch with a wise friend. I feel a little better and I'm going to work on the report in Powerpoint form. I may get asked to redo it, but at least I'll have something to show and a workable outline.
And a presentation that I could make.