The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)

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Blessed...I did TRY and keep a journal but was always forgetting to write in it and there are many times(such as at work)where it would be impossible to do this because I'm just to busy(on my feet) and cant carry around a notebook(and forget to do it later).At the time I was just doing it to try and monitor my thyroid(I was being undermedicated for it for years until I switched DRs)and the "bleeding",which I now know is the tumor.

The IBS has been since I was 12 and only really bothers me when I am at work.It usually strikes 2/3 hours after eating and that can be inconvient,as my "lunch break is 2/3 hours before we get insanely busy.Impossible to disappear into the bathroom for 20 min(though sometimes I really have no choice on the matter),I usually just try and bear the pain until we are less busy.

Anyway,my DR will probably ask me to do this anyway,to monitor food alergies,and I will try it again,but not to optimistic that I will do it very well.The "catch" sounds absurd but is part of the problem.I try and NOT think about pain,writing it down makes me have to focus on my body more,something I try and avoid...sorry,thats hard to explain but has to do wiith the religion I was raised in.


Hartz......I did write down a list of symptoms and questions for my DR.I usually do but am embarrassed about giving it to them(silly,but true.)This lady is pretty nice,so it might be a little easier.The past few DRs I went to were so condescending and dismissive it was traumatic to even talk to them.It took me 6 years to switch DRs and the last straw was when the DR told me I dont have Aspergers(didnt want to give me a DX referal)because I could talk....I still laugh about this,since at the time...I was crying so hard I couldnt talk at all,lol.It was the first time I had cried in several years...but she told me my whole problem was depressin and wanted to increase my Effexor and add some Prozac.Good bye DR.


I have to go for my "birthday dentist appointment"...yeah,I sure know how to schedule my "fun-time".See ya'll latter.

Happy Birthday Krex! Hope you have a geat day (after the dentist visit), and many more to come!

Eucalyptus positive uses:
http://www.umm.edu/altmed/articles/euca ... 000241.htm

Eucalyptus warnings:
http://www.sickkids.ca/ontariopoisoncen ... &ssID=7950

The good and the bad:
http://www.pdrhealth.com/drug_info/nmdr ... 1060.shtml
http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/drug ... yptus.html

Happy birthday!! !

I hope you have better luck with your job situation, I went into being a factory laborer after working almost 25 years
as an electronic technician in the aero-space industry; I couldn't take the crap anymore. Happiness and peace of mind
are more important to us at our age than the quantity of money. My 49th birthday is coming up soon.....

It is harder for me to deal with "the public" now than it used to be. I don't know if people are ruder now, but it seems that way. I used to attribute the vast majority of displays of anger and impatience as due to my shortcomings and therefore my fault (so I forgave all of it), but now see that a lot of their bad behavior is "their" problem - maybe that's why it is harder for me to deal with. I don't dance to boss-wielded cracked whips quite the same way either. Like Krex, I deal with work by using night shifts - less people contact. At night the people seem more laid back and friendly (except for the unfortunate few who want to rob and/or hurt you).

A new company just offered me a job where I would work from home. I would have to agree to build a room with no windows so that no one could see the computer screen (to avoid a HIPPA violation), and be willing to be watched by remote camera to prove that I am working 10:00am - 7:00pm Monday through Friday. If they can deal with my typing speed, I may consider it. But then I would have almost no human contact at all. Even if I don't talk to people, I go to restaurants and movies just to be around people on occasion. Makes me feel like I am at least somewhat connected.

Not that solitary confinement would ever bother me. Just afraid that I would enjoy it too much, and then never re-connect. Almost did that a few times in my life already.

Happy soon to happen 49th richie! Glad that you found a job you like better. Sorry that it's hurting your back though!

Hope you feel better soon! What with having been sick, and the weather having changed to cold, and everything going on, I'd say a miserable mood is understandable. I wish for you a hot chocolate, a long hot relaxing bath, and some rest. Here's a smile to boot:

Take care!
Chuck

I don't feel bad, just miserable, which could serve a useful purpose if necessary. But thanks, anyway. I still have my sense of humor if slightly more sarcastic than usual.

And I'll take the smile over all the rest!

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Happy Birthday Krex, hope you feel better soon!

So, Richie, when is your birthday exactly? And Happy future Birthday if you don't want to tell us.

i read a study, once, that said that children of mothers who were highly stressed during pregancy (lots of stress hormones running amok) tended to be a bit brighter than average....

somehow that might tie in with the arguments, one way or the other.

happy birthday to youuuu
happy birthday to youuuu
happy bir'day to Krexie,
happy bir'day to youuuuu.

how'd ya like to have a cat for a birthday present?

My birthday is on the fifth of November. I'm hoping lau might post a few pics of bonfire night......

"Remember, remember, the fifth of November, gunpowder, treason, and plot. I know of no reason why this act of treason should ever be forgot."

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I wondered what you meant by that when you mentioned the 5th of November before. We'll just have to remind him.

All 3 of my boys should be flippin' geniuses. One is, the other 2, not so much .

Hi, Deacon!! How are the kids? And you? Got the computer wrinkles ironed out?

Hi, Blessed! I've got the computer for the weekend - H is off to visit her friend in Oak Harbor until Sunday, which also gets her away from the last few stomach-flu diapers (and who could blame her? ), but a permanent resolution is at least three weeks away. (Might be enough from J's midmonth paycheck for me to get a cheap little replacement unit from a tiny little local store - not much, but enough to get me back online on my own schedule!)

Hardwiring - Article from Seattle Times here.

Chuck, I know how you feel on losing tolerance for the public at large. That's one of the things I hate about my current job (the other thing I hate is that the company is in the process of moving this particular project to a facility in Juarez, Mexico, and moving the remaining few of us over to the cell-phone customer service line - but they keep moving the dates, and don't bother maintaining our software any more, and the whole thing leaves the department feeling like the company's redheaded stepchild. Bosses, trust me, the quickest way to destroy morale in any group is to make the people working there feel totally powerless and out of the loop).

Fortunately, since H is married to J now, the Army is willing to give her 10 hrs/wk of respite care for Morgana, at $25/hr, and she gets to choose the worker. That would be me. Now, if the psych she's seeing on the 7th can just confirm H's own diagnoses (Major Depressive Disorder, Anxiety Disorder, PTSD, and just a soupcon of oCD), she might be able to qualify for some home-worker time herself, and then that'd pay me enough to quit this chickensh!t outfit!

So if you hear a distant whooping in early November, that'll probably be me...

Well, well. Sounds like good, solid research, from University College, London. You take no less than three handfuls of people, do fMRIs on them for a bit, targeting a selection of areas of the brain, and then pick the one with a higher correlation to what you think they think you're testing for them to be thinking.

I suspect they could have got the same sort of correlation results from examining the entrails of dead chickens in the next room.

An experiment that I'd like to take part in would be to be sat in front of my own fMRI display, and to see what bits of my brain I could light up at will.