Random Rants #88: [incoherent screaming]

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Grief is often confusing, because there are so many thoughts and memories going on at the same time, they don't always make sense, and figuring out what to do next is difficult.

I'm going tomorrow morning, my time with my father might not be long, better go there than regret.
 
I think it is the right thing to do, even if it costs you, for his sake and yours. :)
 
I am happy this was solved. Just proves trust the wife, something I always told my ex (not that I'm bitter, well ok, that bitter)

Sometime my life is like boxing. I have my opponent, obstacle and condition that I need to over-come. My stamina: mental state, patient, will power, etc. And rounds, everything will passed one way or another, round after round, it would be over in the end. And between all of that, she's a great corner and coach for me. A great corner is a luxury anyone could have.
 
Yesterday was a good progress day, but I've regressed today. I started my mineral supplements and they've upped the nausea a great deal. My fluid intake is also still too low. I've only got three or four days left to double it before I run the risk of needing to go back to the hospital.

I guess I need to eventually getting around to telling you guys what happened and what the deal is. It's just exhausting to explain every time. Maximum snowflake mode.

Also, first night in the new bed. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it was weird. Not a lot of give, which is the point of memory foam. Unusual for me. I woke up with my back and legs hurting, which I assume is because my body is no longer compensating for collapsed springs or an air bed. I wonder if having a proper mattress will help my limp any. My gait is terribad now.

On a more positive note, the height of the new bed wasn't as bad as I expected. It did make getting in and out easier despite it being so close to my hips. It's easier now to quickly slide out of bed and go to the washroom and get a drink from the fridge throughout the night. Before, it was an entire ordeal to get out of bed.
 
Sometimes I feel like the Internet is my version of the wire mother from those horrible monkey experiements.

Also I keep having abdominal pain, eventually I suppose I'm gonna have to get my gallbladder cut out & then I can't exercise & my depression will get much worse.
 
Maximum snowflake mode.
I made a post awhile ago about snowflakes. Get enough of them that don't melt, and you get a glacier. Give the glacier enough time, and it will remake a continent.

Snowflakes are strong.

Also I keep having abdominal pain, eventually I suppose I'm gonna have to get my gallbladder cut out & then I can't exercise & my depression will get much worse.
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During the recovery time you won't want to exercise (and will have to limit cat-cuddling; my own cat didn't understand when I'd scream in pain if he jumped on me), but afterward you still can.

Loss of gallbladder shouldn't cause increased depression (you would need to change your diet, though). You may be thinking of loss of thyroid.
 
Loss of gallbladder shouldn't cause increased depression (you would need to change your diet, though). You may be thinking of loss of thyroid.

If I read Narz correctly he meant that he used exercise to cope with his depression, his post operation condition will depraved him from exercise temporarily (as you stated and perfectly understand also Valka), however this will also makes him unable to cope with his depression hence the depression will happened.
 
Whoever is in charge of inserting the ad break on CBS's streaming app needs to be fired. Was watching an episode of Star Trek: Picard and the add breaks were easily 30 seconds off of where they should have been.
 
Whoever is in charge of inserting the ad break on CBS's streaming app needs to be fired. Was watching an episode of Star Trek: Picard and the add breaks were easily 30 seconds off of where they should have been.
It's probably a poorly made algorithm programmed by the lowest bidder.
 
Sometimes I feel like the Internet is my version of the wire mother from those horrible monkey experiements.

Also I keep having abdominal pain, eventually I suppose I'm gonna have to get my gallbladder cut out & then I can't exercise & my depression will get much worse.
I had mine out in 2003 and didn't change a thing about my diet afterwards. I did take a month long break from lifting heavy stuff after the operation. Gallbladder pain is terrible; let them cut it out. IIRC I was in the hospital one night after the operation.
 
My partner had hers removed when she was 19. The only major effect was that she couldn't eat large meals.
She said the pain before removal was excruciating. (But clearly not as bad as childbirth where many women opt for repetitions!)
 
A relative of a friend had a more impressive surgery, stomach removal.
After it, apparently, he couldn't eat most foods.
That said, a couple years later he died (was relatively old too, but maybe just in his 60s)
 
I had mine out in 2003 ...
I was scheduled for mine about the same time. I did some research beforehand, and from what I could gather, about 1 in 10 operations goes bad. :scared: I cancelled :hide: and concentrated on avoiding fatty foods and thereby lowering my cholesterol. Since then, I've passed about three stones, and ooooh boy, did they let me know it. :aargh: But with keeping my cholesterol in check. I've had no attack in over 5 years. :p
 
Get a bidet.
This quote was not directed at me and it wasn't even from this thread but I'm going to use it to launch a rant anyways.

Rant 1:
I had a bidet attachment, but it didn't quite fit the toilet seat and it eventually cracked from the stress of the poor fit. So I got another one and put it on, only the fit was even worse. This was the moment I realized that the toilet seat I have has a fancy curve under the seat which will prevent any bidet from properly fitting. I can replace the seat, but I'm about to move in a couple of months so I don't want to go through the hassle only to have to store an old toilet seat somewhere and then put it back on when I move out. Also, I noticed that the threaded pass through where I would attach the plumbing to the toilet is getting stripped on this toilet because it's plastic and I've put on/taken off the two bidets a few times, so I don't want to push my luck and break this toilet seat.

Rant 2:
I have to make a surprise road trip today and I got up at 5am to get ready for the trip and tried to download an audiobook from my library. The app told me that the library had already reached its lending limit for audiobooks for the day at 5am. And this is a purely local library, it's not like there is an east coast branch that is 3 hours ahead or something. So now I have to listen to the news the whole trip and I'm not really happy about that.

(yes yes first world rants)
 
Why would anyone want a bidet?
They were a thing here, when I was a child, and were separate from the actual toilet. People used them to wash their feet (which makes little sense already, when you can use the shower/bathtub).
They are basically some antiquated oriental oddity and - from hearsay - they are used for something even dumber in the actual orient.
 
Well, it must be an entirely different object than what was called "bidet" here. Basically the only thing the bidet did was flush water from a tap - not at all what a toilet does. It resembled a sink which is on foot level :)
 
I was supposed to be moving into the new place this weekend. The maintenance people aren't even finished painting and cleaning yet. They tell me next Friday. And it wouldn't be surprising to hear more damned excuses.

So much for promises. Next time I get one of those surveys asking if I'd recommend the company to anyone wanting to rent, the answer will be NO.
 
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