Yeah, § ita §, I doubt the book can tell you much that you haven't figured out from the inside. Since I deal with much lower-level chronic pain it was helpful to be able to put some conceptual parameters around my situation.

Pain threshold is one of those interesting dilemmas -- pain is one of the best warning systems we have, that when it works as it should it tells us "stop doing that" so you ignore it at your peril -- unless it's set way too low so that you're a princess with a pea under the mattresses.

(When MA finally gets around to instituting its medical marijuana law, I'm planning to see if I can try it, it sounds as though a small dose of THC might be an effective intervention for my fibromyalgia, because opiods are not a good solution. I don't need a firehose, I need something like a dry ice fire extinguisher.)

Many times, Hubby will medicate with booze, which worries me, considering how many opiates he's on, but a couple of shots of Barenjager hits the pain receptors the way all these drugs don't.

ION, I'm watching my lectures for the Global History of Architecture, and this professor is so delightfully giddy over megalithic dolmens. He's like a dog with a new bone as he shows the slides, and he's so disappointed that no one in the class seems to share his glee.

Trudy,

that has me shuddering with the hairs on my arms standing on end. oh no!

le nubian,

I sat here with my jaw dropped the entire time I was on the phone with her. I just keep reminding myself that she's ok.

It had me pondering the red head pain weirdness thing again. I thought it was just that they can need more anesthesia. Turns out is more like "climate change" than "global warming." It's not just one thing is out of whack, the whole system is fercockta - some pain is felt more, some less, medications are screwy... weird stuff.

And since she colors her hair its not obvious that something might be weird.

Pain threshold is one of those interesting dilemmas -- pain is one of the best warning systems we have, that when it works as it should it tells us "stop doing that" so you ignore it at your peril -- unless it's set way too low so that you're a princess with a pea under the mattresses.

There's a guy at work who was telling me proudly how quickly he was back on his feet after major surgery (they said weeks, he took hours), and then telling me how quickly he was back in for more foot surgery, and I couldn't but wonder--if he'd stayed down the first time, would he have had to have a second time?

In general, I ask the doctors if it's warning pain or "just for the hell of it" pain. So my ortho says now is "work through it" time, I work through. I will let him interpret. I do not afford the same to neuro or pain doc in regards to borkups like cervical facet syndrome or the frickfracking migraine.

And since she colors her hair its not obvious that something might be weird.

How much red is enough red? The coincidence between the transmission of faint ginger and migraines coming through the same familial pipes amuses me a bit.

I was introduced to pain doctors when I injured my knee in MI. The guy's face lit up when he did my general workup, when he saw some of the non-negative crossed wires I got going on. I felt like he might need to be restrained from fixing that wasn't broke, just to see if he could.

Nurse S came and went. There was some resistance to how we do what we do, but in the end,she mostly came out of it the same. I am not sure why the two other nurses leave me more nauseous with their administration of the last med, though.

there is a red head pain weirdness thing? WHOA

(/keanu)

.Oh god, apple butter. No way that's a failure. MMMM.

I made apple butter a couple of years ago and had it simmering on the stove for hours on super low temperature. So low that when I glanced at it to make sure it was off before going to bed - it wasn't.

When I woke up the next morning the house smelled awesome! And the cast iron pot had a half inch think layer of apple so hard candied that nothing I tried could soften it or pry it loose. Boiled for hours. Boiled with vinegar for hours. Chipped at it with a chef's knife. It was like fragrant titanium. Eventually had to throw out the pot.

That said, above the cement layer was some awesome apple butter. Even at the cement level there was no hint of burned to it.

Really? I'm a redhead, and I've been told I have a high pain tolerance. I never know if it's low pain or love of drama when people I know scream and break down in tears over a stubbed toe (that didn't turn out to be broken or something like that). Hubby is notorious for ignoring pain, to the point that broken bones get ignored. He went in for torso pain and was told "Well, you've got six cracked ribs, that might be the cause of it." So he's not allows to shape curved armor pieces against his chest any more.

There's a guy at work who was telling me proudly how quickly he was back on his feet after major surgery (they said weeks, he took hours), and then telling me how quickly he was back in for more foot surgery, and I couldn't but wonder--if he'd stayed down the first time, would he have had to have a second time?

That's like being proud of your height. Crazy.

How much red is enough red? The coincidence between the transmission of faint ginger and migraines coming through the same familial pipes amuses me a bit.

From what I've read, more likely if you're redhaired, still possible if you just carry the gene.

I finally got a ripe orange off the non-navel tree! I am pretty sure the rest of the fruit on that tree came in significantly later, so I'm not going to do a major gather just yet, but it is still an exciting milestone! I have been watching these oranges since April. Clearly, I do not grok their seasonality.