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  • Less stress is good. I'll also be in a place where I can bug my friends I made at the City and my mentor on a fairly regular basis.
    Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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    • Lunch: T-bone topped with over easy egg, a couple fries dipped in salsa. Yet another reason I love this little place: they griddle their steaks in beef drippings!
      Dinner: @ Twibble's for game night. Taco meat, pico, romaine, cheddar. 1 meringue (I like 'em better without sugar, but they were good), 7-8 strawberries, some cream cheese dip, apple slices, pineapple bits, grapes.
      Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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      • Steak and a fried egg have become comfort foods for me now. If you added bacon, that woud be love.
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        • Mmmm, yeah the steak/fried egg combo has become a new favorite in the Camp household.

          I think the change sounds awesome Naiad. You know, you can never really tell with a job until you get there, all you can do is feel it out and make a choice. And since your current job is sucking the life out of you so fiercely... the change will be a welcome relief I'm sure!!
          sigpic "Boy I got vision and the rest of the world is wearing bifocals" - Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid

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          • BTW: The "brother" was who hanging out in the corner last night asked me where I found a "mini-me" who would smart off to him as soon as she meets him. Apparently he thinks we have some of the same mannerisms and ways of speaking. BS busted out laughing.
            Most people don't realize how much energy it takes for me to pretend to be normal.

            If I wanted to listen to an asshole, I'd fart.

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            • Originally posted by geostump View Post
              Steak and a fried egg have become comfort foods for me now. If you added bacon, that woud be love.
              If I hadn't gotten to the restaurant late, I would've definitely added bacon to the order.

              Originally posted by Minxxa View Post
              Mmmm, yeah the steak/fried egg combo has become a new favorite in the Camp household.

              I think the change sounds awesome Naiad. You know, you can never really tell with a job until you get there, all you can do is feel it out and make a choice. And since your current job is sucking the life out of you so fiercely... the change will be a welcome relief I'm sure!!
              At this point, I'm thinking that working in a city and not for them will be the biggest blessings out of this job. The pay raise won't hurt.

              Originally posted by Twibble View Post
              BTW: The "brother" was who hanging out in the corner last night asked me where I found a "mini-me" who would smart off to him as soon as she meets him. Apparently he thinks we have some of the same mannerisms and ways of speaking. BS busted out laughing.
              I LOVED that guy. He was quiet, but he reminded me a LOT of Dallas Guy. Us? similar mannerisms? Wherever did he get that idea? *innocent smile*

              Alright, so I'm back from a day of doctors and friends.
              Went to the first doc on suspicion of AD(H)D. Walked out diagnosed with ADD, General Anxiety Disorder, and Major Depression. I'm calling horseshit on the depression, he only diagnosed me with that because I was stupid enough to mention being previously diagnosed with it and a family history. He even wants to put me on a "preventative dose" of an antidepressant, "just in case," even after I told him that I'd ran through the majority of the ones on the market back then and none of them worked, most made it worse. He put me on a drug for the ADD, I'm gonna look up what that is, chemically, before I take any of it. I believe the GAD, but it's not enough to (completely) affect my life. I do get tension headaches and muscle pain, and there is a baseline nervousness (like that? coined it myself), but nothing life threatening.
              Went to lunch with Officemate and SWFA (Southwest Flight Attendant.) Got fajitas with guac, salsa, and pico. Ate the rice ,too. Apparently, I'm intimidating. I kinda figured as much, given certain parts of my personality, but it's still funny as hell to hear a 6'2", 250lb guy who fears nothing and no one say I scared the shit out of hit a few times. Even my Mentor's replacement at the City, Officemate's new boss, when he met me at a networking party, said I was intimidating. He met me for all of 5 minutes! Oh, well, I actually kinda revel in the idea of looking sweet and demure until I open my mouth. I love the idea that a little inky dinky thing like me can be intimidating.
              Went to the other doc after lunch. Had an hour's wait, so I read my book (A Solitary Dance, I LOVE IT!) Went in and he does all the standard neurological walk/ talk/ reflex testing, then he goes and digs out my MRI results. He scratches his head for a second and does some more reflex, etc tests. Then he shows me the MRI and tells me whats going on. I have 3 slipped discs in my neck (likely resulting from that wreck, not that he needs to know.) Because of how they shifted, I should be feeling pain on my left side, not my right side. That's why he was looking confused. Hell, I coulda told him I'm wired wrong. I already know I feel hot food down my back and not my front. I already know that some of my nerves are wired wrong. At any rate, he gave me exercises and PT (yayyy.)
              And that's why I stay away from specialists....
              I need a beer. And a nap. I'm thinking nap first.
              Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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              • HOLY SHIT, TBM's are back!
                Thorns of a Rose
                Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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                • Wow that's a day! I'm not too sure if I'd be happy or more upset leaving the first doc(hell maybe even the second as well. On the mental issues, I could almost be the same. I'm just not sure I want to go through the process of being diagnosed with all of that.

                  In regards to being intimidating, even though we haven't met I could see that from you. You're what we call "small yet mighty" in our house. I hope my youngest gets cajones like yours when she's older.
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                  • Originally posted by geostump View Post
                    In regards to being intimidating, even though we haven't met I could see that from you. You're what we call "small yet mighty" in our house. I hope my youngest gets cajones like yours when she's older.
                    I dunno, my cojones have gotten my ass in trouble more than few times.
                    I wasn't too upset, more dumbfounded than anything else. Mostly about the depression. It's gone and you STILL want to put me on meds for it? WTF?! With a healthy dose of "huh, didn't see that one coming" abt the anxiety.
                    Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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                    • Originally posted by naiadknight View Post
                      I dunno, my cojones have gotten my ass in trouble more than few times.
                      I wasn't too upset, more dumbfounded than anything else. Mostly about the depression. It's gone and you STILL want to put me on meds for it? WTF?! With a healthy dose of "huh, didn't see that one coming" abt the anxiety.
                      You mention anything about a family history of depression and the docs are handing out tablets like there is no tomorrow. I've probably had anxiety issues since I was 5. My mom used to tell me I was going to die from worrying so much. I also think I have ADD or its a severe case of the lazies. not sure which
                      Georgette

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                      • I like this shrink better than the other one (not that that's saying much), and he does seem to actually hear my concerns. I wasn't surprised to hear the depression. Th anxiety made sense, but still threw me for a loop.
                        Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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                        • Congrats on the new job offer!!!
                          "Be careful what you pretend to be because you are what you pretend to be." Kurt Vonnegut
                          "I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by." Douglas Adams
                          "Moderation sucks." Suse
                          "Wine is a vegetable." Meaty
                          "Every decision you make, from what you eat to what you do with your time tonight, turns you into who you are tomorrow and the day after that." Cmdr Chris Hadfield


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                          • Thanks, WnC!
                            Ok, this is bizarre. Today's my first day on the new ADD pills. I'm experiencing something I've honestly never encountered before: a single, fine honed focus. Well, not completely fine honed, but that cloud of thoughts and whims that's constantly in my head, that thicket of ideas through which every thought and action must penetrate, is GONE. I can actually focus on a single item, instead of needing to do at least 4 things at once in order to get one done. As in, I DON'T need music to concentrate and I can IGNORE the ijits jabbering away in the garage behind me. This is something I've never seen before. I actually WANT to only do one thing at a time. I've never been able to ignore distractions before, only acknowledge them and them drown them out with something else. This is freaky. You mean this is what y'all are like all the time? WTF?
                            Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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                            • Originally posted by naiadknight View Post
                              Thanks, WnC!
                              Ok, this is bizarre. Today's my first day on the new ADD pills. I'm experiencing something I've honestly never encountered before: a single, fine honed focus. Well, not completely fine honed, but that cloud of thoughts and whims that's constantly in my head, that thicket of ideas through which every thought and action must penetrate, is GONE. I can actually focus on a single item, instead of needing to do at least 4 things at once in order to get one done. As in, I DON'T need music to concentrate and I can IGNORE the ijits jabbering away in the garage behind me. This is something I've never seen before. I actually WANT to only do one thing at a time. I've never been able to ignore distractions before, only acknowledge them and them drown them out with something else. This is freaky. You mean this is what y'all are like all the time? WTF?
                              Holy crap, I really think I have ADD now. Been like that all my life! If I'm not doing 10 things at once, I feel like I can't function. I'll be working, looking on the web and have odd random thoughts float into my head at the same time. Oh yeah, since we can't have radios at work, I have the radio in my head going.
                              Georgette

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                              • Beware if you go get tested: mention any family history of a mental disorder and they'll want to put you on a "preventative dose" for it if a med exists for it.
                                Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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