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Ron White did a bit on side effects. I will look for it. But it basically was something like, my leg hurt, so I took a pill and now I may be at risk of suicide. Shit, my leg just hurt, WTF?
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My buddy got that side-effect after starting a medication for frequent urination. Long story short, he'd rather pee 4x-6x per hour than have anal leakage.
Ego is the anesthesia that deadens the pain of stupidity
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Unusually dry or sweaty palms.
Warning label on sleeping pill: "May cause drowsiness".
"Never have sympathy for insurance companies...the sons of bitches don't deserve it." - Attorney friend.
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I like the latest HIV preventive medicine. It lets you get on with your lifestyle choice.
BUT.. before you take it, you have to be tested for HIV. And every three months after going on the drug, you have to be tested for HIV.
What the fuck does it do? Just give you confidence to go have HIV prone activity but doesn't really protect you from it? Because that's what it sounds like to me.
"It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life – daily and hourly. Our answer must consist not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual." Viktor Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning, 1946.
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I'll take my chances with the shit nature throws at me.
Having prevailed over death three times already in this game, while I am not being cocky, I am certain ol' Mr. Death cannot see the cards I hold.
"the meaning of life, is to give life meaning" ✡ I could explain it to you, but I can't understand it for you.
Side affects may include a sudden urge to vote for Mariann Williamson in the Democratic Primary, bizarre thoughts of farm animals dressed in women's underwear, and a desire to run down the street dressed as a chicken screaming that you have to get to the other side.
Please do not interject politics into apolitical threads.
|Frangas non Flectes|
This thread being a... comical relief valve for the things going on in my life, I appreciate the responses. Thanks, folks.
How about a new one that we haven't touched on yet that was fun for me tonight?
Irritability. Translation: You will let your inability to cope with your fun new side effects let your rampaging firehose of an asshole turn you, yourself into a rampaging asshole, spraying your miserable joy all over your family members. But since "irritability" is listed on the bottle, you get to sit in an isolated room across the house, trying to determine if it was the new drug, or you. Have fun with that, asshole.
Heavy sleep. Translation: You won't wake up when your son is screaming in the next room from having a horrific nightmare when before, you would've been at his side in seconds. Your wife will go in there and have to calm him down for a much longer amount of time than it would have taken you, because you're Dad and he believes you when you tell him the aliens should be scared of you instead of him being scared of them. You'll have a vague memory of his terrified screams in the morning, because they happened in your dreams, augmented by that other pill that makes everything so vivid. Night-night, big boy. Let's spin the wheel again.
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the way it's spelled
Some side effects may be temporary. Some side effects may be permanent. What the hell is the difference?!? Like partly cloudy vs partly sunny??
My apologies. Noted. I'll make sure it doesn't happen again.
Side effects may include anxiety of potential sides effects...and explosive diarrhea.
On the money egregore! Though like you I hated those drugs, they helped manage the neurological pain I was prescribed for. The side effects were God awful and I finally had my fill and just went cold turkey. Raging withdrawals lasted for almost 30days for me. Additionally when I'm ready to face another hospital stay, I have to schedule some surgery to fix some internal complications from straining so much from the constipation. I completely agree with your description of that aspect of the one side effect of the opiates. Mine included over the three years, various oxycontin dosages, morphine sulphates, oxycodones, and finally Opana (oxymorphone) which was the easiest on my system found.
This days despite living with the neurological pain, I've found crude ways of managing it if, and when it's gets extreme, in addition to alternative paths. I'll never choose any opiates over any alternative's these days having experienced the awful side effects.
Regards, Will G.
Smudge, your first post sounds like Chantix. One of the times I tried to quit smoking, I had a lot of the side effects you described.
Specifically the insane nightmares. I seriously think two weeks of Chantex sleep took ten years off my life.
I have never had suck vivid, realistic dreams/nightmares. Why they had to be so awful I don’t know. Would have been great had the dreams been that realistic and I had been in the beach with a beautiful woman and a cold beverage.
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Chantix is bad shit, I’m sure we’ll see class-action lawsuits about it at some point. My mother went on it twice to quit smoking and it finally worked for her, but the side effects were awful. I remember she mentioned that she also had horrible nightmares. Thankfully, I was able to get good and mad enough at the addiction to quit cold turkey and ride it out. This Thanksgiving will make it nine years. I smoked for five. When I make to ten years, I don’t know what it will be, but I plan to do something special to remind and reward myself.
Last night, I slept through two of my son’s screaming nightmares. He didn’t remember them when he got up, but Mom sure did. Ugh.
Sorry about sleeping too deeply. That sucks. I hope it gets better for you. It almost seems like a blessing, being able to sleep so deeply, but I see how it’s a curse in your case.
Have to thought if wearing something like a Fitbit to track your sleep and see the different cycles and approx times of the cycles? Maybe set some type of alarm to ring every thirty min or hour? Break up the super deep sleep? Just an idea, and might not be a good one. I don’t know much about sleep, and I’m far from a doctor.
I quit the Chantex after two weeks. Smoked until we were about to move to AZ. I had to quit, as the new job and lifestyle wouldn’t afford a pack a day habit. I have been nicotine free for 259 days. I smoked for 27 years. Caught a whiff the other day. Back of my head was like “that’s what we have been missing... hello old friend”
The rest of me was like “damn that stinks, why did I smoke for so many years?”8
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Always reminds me of this.
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