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.
another drug question: doc has me on codeine and i know from past experience that i do better with pain relief on vicodin than codeine. do i mention this or just go with what he says?
another drug question: doc has me on codeine and i know from past experience that i do better with pain relief on vicodin than codeine. do i mention this or just go with what he says?
Mention it. If there's some reason why vicodin wouldn't be a good choice for you right now, he'll tell you.
I'm glad you've found a workable approach to the report, smonster.
I grabbed some sushi with a couple of coworkers. Mmmmmm, eel.
