Cori, it's better if we don't include FB links to personal pages in this area of the MB, if people would like to read the messages on your FB page, then they can PM you for a link.
I'm bummed today because...
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Bladder and urinary tract infections can make a person very sick in different ways. It can actually have an effect on someone mentally too... it can make you feel anxious and disorientated. UTI's can come back if not properly treated. (and even when they are, they can still return quite quickly, many people I care for at work suffer in this way)
A simple urine test should be able to rule out an infection. Ask to be seen sooner if you're still experiencing pain or other symptoms.
Drink cranberry juice if you can get your hands on some Cori, it's great for bladder, kidneys and UTI's.
I hope nothing keeps you from the CBT though, because I think you might benefit from their help.
Thanks so much! It's confirmed, he has an inguinal hernia. He'll be meeting with a surgeon the week after Christmas. Thanks, guys...i love you!
I just spewed up because I had about 15 schooners of beer last night and also I lost my bag and rang the club up but they said I didn't leave it there. I had a magazine in in plus my notebook and some bills and letters, so now I feel depressed. I am a failure who keeps on making the same mistakes. The definition of an idiot is my name in the dictionary. I don't have any energy because I walked home from Newcastle. You should never drink with someone else because you end up drinking too much. I also got in an argument last night of football because they asked me who I went for and I said the Roosters and he said they are cheats(salary cap rorters) I also watched the cricket and one decision was completely wrong because their was no 'hot spot' on the English batsman's bat.
I don't know how famous musicians can leave that lifestyle of drinking all the time etc, it must be depressing. I listened to Gene Simmons being interviewed recently and he said he has never drank a drop of alcohol, never smoked, but slept with plenty of women before he met his wife. Usually, creative people have some 'demons' and often drink or take drugs. I think that it is a fallacy that you get more creative if you indulge in stuff like that. David Bowie said something like he couldn't remember about two years of his life which is weird. King said he couldn't remember writing Cujo, I think, I don't know how people can do that, I've tried to write when I've been drunk and I end up writing drivel.
Finding vibes for your bag. Healing vibes that you feel better.
Try to remain calm and don't drink coffee or tea after 6pm. Just try be friendly even though I know it can be hard when some people can be nasty. I hope you sought things out, Cognitive Behaviour Therapy seems good, sometimes watch Dr. Phil and see if he has any stuff on the show that might help. Don't dwell on things and make yourself depressed.
Seeing Transit Police all over South Station with automatic weapons and bomb sniffing dogs is not how anyone should start their day 
Be observant, watch your back. Safety vibes for your travels.Seeing Transit Police all over South Station with automatic weapons and bomb sniffing dogs is not how anyone should start their day
Seeing Transit Police all over South Station with automatic weapons and bomb sniffing dogs is not how anyone should start their day
No not ever.
I worked for Amtrak and it was always an issue while traveling with them. Keep your bags close, don't walk away from them. Look at everything.
On a lighter note - Walking in Union Station, underground and here comes an Amtrak Police officer with a very large German Shepard.
Dog goes on alert at a trash can. People stopped walking both ways while the police officer told the dog to 'go get it'
Did I tell this before? Probably.
Bomb, we are all thinking. Nobody moved. DC is very busy at that time of day.
Dog goes wild, lunging half of his body into the trash can. We are all scared.
He finally comes up, all happy with half a sandwich that someone threw away.
Everyone sighed and laughed a little. Police officer shook his head and grinned.
'Drop it boy'
Dog goes on alert at a trash can. People stopped walking both ways while the police officer told the dog to 'go get it'
Did I tell this before? Probably.
Bomb, we are all thinking. Nobody moved. DC is very busy at that time of day.
Dog goes wild, lunging half of his body into the trash can. We are all scared.
He finally comes up, all happy with half a sandwich that someone threw away.
Everyone sighed and laughed a little. Police officer shook his head and grinned.
'Drop it boy'
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Truthfully I usually only watch Dr. Phil when a guest is famous. I watched two of the three-parter with Burke Ramsey (JonBenét's brother) which was terribly enlightening. Perhaps the interview was edited, but I didn't feel Dr. Phil led or manipulated the subject in any way--just let the guy damn his own skeevy self out of his own creepy mouth! I must have heard "Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree" three times already this season, and that song got on my nerves before that tape of JonBenét singing it came out. The Dr. Phil and CBS Specials completely turned me around on that case. (Previously I was on "Team Patsy"--I've now pretty well switched to "Team Burke.")
As for famous guests, I have seen Dr. Phil accused of exploiting people such as Shelley Duvall, but someone else was on there he was supposed to have really helped when the person's own family did not come through for them.
You don't need to tell me about urinary tract infections! Mom had one in January and I've never seen her more messed up in my life--totally weirded out and didn't know who the hell I was!
If I didn't mention it here, after long experiencing digestive problems, the condition grew so much worse in the time leading up to my niece's wedding that I had a colonoscopy on October 20, which indicated diverticulosis, so we know that part, at least, is real, and not nerves over the wedding, and it has grown no better since. So far the only change has been my pain medication to a prescription less rough on the digestion. I am continually off color and needing to be not too far between restrooms. I did take Skipper to the vet Monday, who said the new food has stabilized his kidney condition. I asked if anything he had could have been transmitted to me and the vet doesn't think so.
At CBT this past Monday I said I was sure I was seriously ill with something absolutely awful which won't be caught in time to effect a cure (if curable). I had a sinus infection and half-believed it was a brain tumor. Doctor sister has grown tired of hearing my symptoms and accused me of texting too often and crying wolf. Two guys there said it can't be a kidney stone--they've had them and the symptoms are much worse. The therapist took me into another room during break at which I said I was actually kind of trying to be pessimistic as I have a bad feeling about the outcome of everything--personally, nationally, and internationally--and I refuse to get my hopes up just to have them crushed because the higher you go the further you have to fall. Doctor sister says I am too hooked on positive feedback, which isn't adult life, and I should give up on it. It's true I have had several horrible experiences with it backfiring, but when it does work it is very effective!
On Tuesday there was a special choir practice for Christmas. I wrote the director saying I was not sick, but am not well enough to come, but will listen to recordings of the songs and see if I can participate at least on Christmas Eve. (I don't believe I have ever missed a Christmas Eve service.) I also wrote the pastor a lengthy email saying I have to use most of my energy on the effort of trying to live much longer and figuring out, even should it prove worthwhile, how that is supposed to happen, and although I am not against the church in particular or Christmas in general, I can't be using my energy now on things like Christmas, so I'm not. I'm going to feel as bad or worse a load of crap whether I went all out on Christmas or not, so why do it? If I can't be guilted into it it's not worth doing. I did it last year with the conviction that the situation nationally was so dire it couldn't possibly be allowed to last a year so I wasn't going to let the turkeys get me down. How wrong I was. I am walking around with a big target painted on me and had better lay low! I used to feel upset because I believed there were answers and was angry because people wouldn't tell them to me in any way that made sense! I now believe maybe there aren't any and we are all pretty well doomed.
I did insist the doctor see me on December 20, and not leave me hanging around suffering until January 8, but I am still not feeling like this, and doing Christmas, both! If things improve then maybe. Does anyone know anything about organic juice cleanses or anything? I think someone in town sells something like this and am about on the point of trying it! Thanks!
Diverticulitis is a difficult condition, my mum has lived with it for years. She has flare ups from time to time and sometimes needs it managed in hospital. She does best when she steers clear of certain foods.
I think we sometimes put roadblocks up for ourselves Cori, and other times it's out of our hands. If the CBT is something you really want to give a go, then I think you'll persevere and find a way.
I do wish you good health always... and hope that you'll take the necessary steps to finding better coping mechanisms.
Wishing you and your Mom a very Merry Christmas, Cori.
Just watched an infomercial for a supposedly especially effective probiotic called Beyond Biotics. Has anyone here used this or known anyone who has, and if so can you offer advice? I'm more than about half tempted to send for the promotional offer! Will just sleep on it while awaiting opinions. (If advertising is not allowed, this link can be removed Beyond Biotics™ | Safe Natural Relief for Gas and Bloating
If it works, in a way it's kind of too bad I didn't learn of it earlier, because I might have been able to start taking it in time to be well enough to do more Christmas-type things, but the best Christmas present I could possibly have is to stop feeling like crud, no matter how I choose to use the energy which I now absolutely lack! I've felt so bad for so long that I would gladly sell my own organs, and welcome, just to end the aggravation! At the moment I am in no particular pain, thanks in large part to the fact that I'm too weak to be able to do much! Thanks for any help.
Beyond Biotics™ | Safe Natural Relief for Gas and BloatingIf it works, in a way it's kind of too bad I didn't learn of it earlier, because I might have been able to start taking it in time to be well enough to do more Christmas-type things, but the best Christmas present I could possibly have is to stop feeling like crud, no matter how I choose to use the energy which I now absolutely lack! I've felt so bad for so long that I would gladly sell my own organs, and welcome, just to end the aggravation! At the moment I am in no particular pain, thanks in large part to the fact that I'm too weak to be able to do much! Thanks for any help.
Thanks! Right now it is only diverticulosis, but I was given a paper explaining how it could develop into diverticulitis. Half the problem is probably mental. I have known for years that the instant Mom departs this world, there will cease to be any loving caring presence both concerned with my survival and able to offer any material assistance not to mention companionship. There is absolutely not one thing I can do about this which will not make the situation much worse, and I am not going to attempt to go there nor touch it with a ten-foot pole! (I mean, none of my jobs paid a living wage, and attempting to get anyone to care attracts a lot of sad, dodgy, and dangerous types even if I weren't past it.) No matter how anyone else is related to you, you can't make yourself a priority with people who don't consider you in high regard and any attempts to attract attention just annoys them. I am just going to have to take whatever I can get and give up hoping for more for as long as I can endure it. Just not looking forward to it. If Mom lives to be as old as her oldest relative, she's got about four years, and at the point when my mental coherence ceases to function whether or not my material body continues to exhibit signs of life, I want to have left a record of what was going on with me on the off chance it might prove of interest to anyone in future--that's why all the emails and message board posts!