I have. Our HS class one of the thigs we did from 9th grad on was raise money toward a senor class trip. Our bio teacher, she was like "innocence instead of age" in a sort of Dorian Grey way, well she pulled me aside when I was going to Swarthmore to whisper awkwardly, "You might experience alcohol or even drugs." I didn't say what I was thinking which was, "Gosh I BETTER!" and ALSO "Half the class, myself included, smoke MJ out of a carrot pipe after lunch."
But anyway, we were on a REAL budget and that meant our tour group was REAL cheap. Our first night in the capital city, we had bedbugs. They are evil. I wound up sleeping in the bathtub. LOL some of it was incredible like in good and bad ways. We almost plunged off a mountain which like, seriously one tire was hanging off the edge and it was NOT good. Someone in the back screamed, "We need to get out!!!!" Another equally dilapidated tour bus came by and pulled us off. The live volcano well, it just had a sign going "travelling further is danger." So of course we ran up there, and some of us lit cigarettes off glowing lava it was incredible. The volcano actually erupted the next day so it could have been a made for TV movie. Our tour guide "Alfonso" (I will never forget Alfonso he loved MJ I should specify Michael Jackson although he seemed into both) took us to his home city.
He said they had never met Americans it may have been a gimmick. IDK they sure acted like they had not. One HS pal created a "disco sensation" by showing off her moves at the club they had. Also gosh, I will never forget her trying to ask for eggs one morning (huevos) see I am learning by imitating a chicken laying eggs. It didn't go well.
Man it was a great and awful trip. It ended on a high note, me convicting a pal, yes she had bought weed and not smoked all of it but hiding it in a suitcase travelling back from CR was NOT GOOD. I finally handed her some of it and said, "Pack us a bowl" and then flushed the rest of it and we smoked until she calmed down.
LOL after that trip the teachers decide USA only I was like, "FOR SHAME."
If I marry a jillionaire some day I am expat-ing it to CR it's incredible. I liked it so much that after HS well, my mom took me on a trip and I suggested CR and it was a lot better because she rented a car and we stayed in real hotels and I could charge beer right to m mom s room. OR beer IS THE BEST.
Good luck, I left out the liquors
Thanks! Copied! Some of those were on my list. I MUST try avocado soon.;
@*RJ* I hope everything works out! @DJknives I hope you feel better soon.
I feel bad but I did sleep in. The hair is a thing of beauty the rest, not so much. I am wheezing a LOT despite Albuterol SO I am going to the doc tomorrow I think. I will find SOMEONE.
I need to go to Walmart. I really do. I am thinking of like going later in the day I am coughing like crazy. Man
Meh.
Anna
I’ll just have to try again. I’m going to leave the FLV Grape and try INW White Grape with it I think.
My mommy is making me call for like an urgent care appointment and the lady was an ER doc and kept wanting me to go to the hospital. She was pretty cool. She kept explaining why tests were false negative which was kind of interesting. She really, really wants me to go to the hospital. I kept explaining that was not going to happen as it would involve driving far far far and I was gonna see my PCP tomorrow. She was not super happy about it but she prescribed a Z pack. She reviewed my symptom length of illness and current numbers etc. She said she is 100% positive I am plunging into bad place and may end up hospitalized and I was like, um I think I can wait for my PCP office tomorrow. She gave me a Z- pack cuz it's broad spectrum I was like, well it may work it's worked before if my numbers drop I will have to drive somewhere. No steroids I guess they are bad for Covid etc.
I guess we will see how tomorrow goes. Ugh. I suppose it is good I talked to a doc. My mom is likely gonna call me in a bit and implore me to go .I just hate hospitals THEY SUCK.
I think I can wait a day, dude.
If things get worse I guess I am packing up to go. Ugh.
Anna
I guess we will see how tomorrow goes. Ugh. I suppose it is good I talked to a doc. My mom is likely gonna call me in a bit and implore me to go .I just hate hospitals THEY SUCK.
I think I can wait a day, dude.
If things get worse I guess I am packing up to go. Ugh.
Anna
Good source-yes .....gunk-no
You can't possibly hate drs and hospitals more than me. If you need to go then bite the bullet and do it.
I will. If anything gets worse I will go.
IDK I hate them pretty severely. My dumb public health doc did not like my Seroquel cholesterol numbers and despite my imploring him NOT to (I tried it once and talked to dead pepe all night and my GOOD east cost Pdoc was like "Never take Abilify again.") He was all like, "Oh it acts differently at different numbers I will prescribe you 3 times as much you will be fine." I was like, "Oh dude I don't think this sounds good at ALL."
About a week later I was super manic an was fleeing.... Everyone... Like I took batteries out of my phone and dyed me and my kid's hair and changed clothes and was just LEAVING. So, I crashed in NM and when I feel bad I am like "Take your meds" I am MED compliant but eventually I lost time and I came too, and peered at my sleeping kiddo and was like, "Um my child is not safe with me since I am not safe myself." I called my family to my aid. They were not super nice. I kinda don't blame them.
Anyway I would up hospitalized (had a fever of 106 from o/d on Depakote not on purpose. and for 6 weeks with a doc trying to kill me. Seriously he put me on like 17 meds. He did not like women who cursed it was not SEEMLY . So like, my telling him "FU
you, I'm no here to meet YOUR mothing dependency needs l am the godm patient did they not tell you about that at whatever shtty med school you went attended in the middle east?" (He was a Muslim dude.) That's bad like, I mean it's hard to form am alliance with you provider, so I was involuntary for six weeks.
I think the worst (as my mom was trying to obtain custody of my kid too, but she couldn't because I was the sole custodian or my ex would get him so she had to change her tune and be like, "My daughter, when not ill, is one of the best moms I ever met." Well one day I sat at the tiny crooked pane of glass they frosted it crooked and well a chipmunk would come and groom his whiskers on the cracked pavement outside .You could see a new pair of shoes. I was so despairing I just sat there, pulling hairs out of my head, thinking about m woes. I was pretty catatonic and did not feel a thing. I tried to break out the day before but you really can't.
They told the husband I was "Too sick to see him that day." He was awesome I heard him yelling all the way down the hall, "You can keep her in, yes but keep me out?" He just looked at my pile of hair and led me to the quiet room (which was forbidden) and I had a gigantic fit explaining my woes and how I tried to break out and failed, and well I stomped on my useless glass and decided to leave. But, I looked back at the patient husband he was like ,"Done, Anna?" and I collapsed on top him just BAWLING. I wanted my kid SO BAD. This social worker poked his head in and was like "No touching you too. My husband had a fit and was like, "Sometimes people NEED to be touched, to be loved, you think she's in a condition to DO anything do you? Shut the damn door if it bothers you so much." The social worker ACTUALLY DID it.
Anyway after 6 weeks of this insane crap, like the mental health rights people got a judge to come and I was transferred by my request to State where RATHER ironically they gave me 3 times the recommended dose of Seroquel while detoxing off ALL the other meds. Then, I had to fight for a year (this is short for CPS but we had a new worker who was just like "They paid for my education the minute I can I am OUT of here.") She could see the deal and difference between my mom's care and mine. It was pretty terrifying at times but seriously one of the worst years of my life.
My psychiatrist was so HORRIFIED at his mistake, he was like "Do you want another doc?" I was like, "YOU BROKE me you can fix me."
Oddly enough cholesterol was not mentioned AGAIN heh. When I quit smoking it went to normal anyway.
So yeah I don't trust hospitals one bit but GET why you hate them @FranC mom, so I will go I promise. I mean I won't be on the psych unit I ASSSUME. LOL. I better not be. Etc.
Anna
IDK I hate them pretty severely. My dumb public health doc did not like my Seroquel cholesterol numbers and despite my imploring him NOT to (I tried it once and talked to dead pepe all night and my GOOD east cost Pdoc was like "Never take Abilify again.") He was all like, "Oh it acts differently at different numbers I will prescribe you 3 times as much you will be fine." I was like, "Oh dude I don't think this sounds good at ALL."
About a week later I was super manic an was fleeing.... Everyone... Like I took batteries out of my phone and dyed me and my kid's hair and changed clothes and was just LEAVING. So, I crashed in NM and when I feel bad I am like "Take your meds" I am MED compliant but eventually I lost time and I came too, and peered at my sleeping kiddo and was like, "Um my child is not safe with me since I am not safe myself." I called my family to my aid. They were not super nice. I kinda don't blame them.
Anyway I would up hospitalized (had a fever of 106 from o/d on Depakote not on purpose. and for 6 weeks with a doc trying to kill me. Seriously he put me on like 17 meds. He did not like women who cursed it was not SEEMLY . So like, my telling him "FU
you, I'm no here to meet YOUR mothing dependency needs l am the godm patient did they not tell you about that at whatever shtty med school you went attended in the middle east?" (He was a Muslim dude.) That's bad like, I mean it's hard to form am alliance with you provider, so I was involuntary for six weeks. I think the worst (as my mom was trying to obtain custody of my kid too, but she couldn't because I was the sole custodian or my ex would get him so she had to change her tune and be like, "My daughter, when not ill, is one of the best moms I ever met." Well one day I sat at the tiny crooked pane of glass they frosted it crooked and well a chipmunk would come and groom his whiskers on the cracked pavement outside .You could see a new pair of shoes. I was so despairing I just sat there, pulling hairs out of my head, thinking about m woes. I was pretty catatonic and did not feel a thing. I tried to break out the day before but you really can't.
They told the husband I was "Too sick to see him that day." He was awesome I heard him yelling all the way down the hall, "You can keep her in, yes but keep me out?" He just looked at my pile of hair and led me to the quiet room (which was forbidden) and I had a gigantic fit explaining my woes and how I tried to break out and failed, and well I stomped on my useless glass and decided to leave. But, I looked back at the patient husband he was like ,"Done, Anna?" and I collapsed on top him just BAWLING. I wanted my kid SO BAD. This social worker poked his head in and was like "No touching you too. My husband had a fit and was like, "Sometimes people NEED to be touched, to be loved, you think she's in a condition to DO anything do you? Shut the damn door if it bothers you so much." The social worker ACTUALLY DID it.
Anyway after 6 weeks of this insane crap, like the mental health rights people got a judge to come and I was transferred by my request to State where RATHER ironically they gave me 3 times the recommended dose of Seroquel while detoxing off ALL the other meds. Then, I had to fight for a year (this is short for CPS but we had a new worker who was just like "They paid for my education the minute I can I am OUT of here.") She could see the deal and difference between my mom's care and mine. It was pretty terrifying at times but seriously one of the worst years of my life.
My psychiatrist was so HORRIFIED at his mistake, he was like "Do you want another doc?" I was like, "YOU BROKE me you can fix me."
Oddly enough cholesterol was not mentioned AGAIN heh. When I quit smoking it went to normal anyway.
So yeah I don't trust hospitals one bit but GET why you hate them @FranC mom, so I will go I promise. I mean I won't be on the psych unit I ASSSUME. LOL. I better not be. Etc.
Anna
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