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Posted by shar on February 12, 2004, at 21:11:02
Man, I have been putting my foot in my mouth a lot lately. I'm wondering if Mercury is retrograde, or my ability to write clearly has diminished (include speak clearly, also), or if I'm just getting more and more mush-brained.
It's like some creeping slowness or something where what I say or write doesn't reflect what I mean or how I mean it. It does worry me some, because it's been feeling like it's happening more. Dissociation is part of it, I think, but not all.
Just venting,
Shar
Posted by noa on February 12, 2004, at 22:40:15
In reply to My mouth is apparently a size 7, posted by shar on February 12, 2004, at 21:11:02
Jupiter is in the south eastern evening sky, I believe. Does that mean anything?
It also just occurred to me that those of us with larger size feet either 1) have extra protection from foot-in-mouth disease because of the obvious logistical maneuvering it takes, or B)are in worse shape because once it's in, it stays that way for a long time.
I don't know what you said to feel like that--is it all online stuff? There is lots of room for misunderstandings, as you know.
You're great in my book/
Posted by shar on February 12, 2004, at 23:09:42
In reply to Re: My mouth is apparently a size 7 » shar, posted by noa on February 12, 2004, at 22:40:15
Thanks for the chuckle and sentiment.
And, yes, it is online stuff, plus some stuff in meetings where I remember wrong dates, or it takes me a long time to remember something at all. I feel so duhhhhhhh.
Shar
Posted by Phil on February 13, 2004, at 6:47:21
In reply to Re: My mouth is apparently a size 7 » noa, posted by shar on February 12, 2004, at 23:09:42
Mercury retro for '04
December 18, 2003 - January 7, 2004
April 7, 2004 - May 1, 2004
August 11, 2004 - September 3, 2004
December 1 - December 21, 2004Hoping it was my problem too. I just read communication can be worse towards the beginning of end of the time period.
Posted by Racer on February 13, 2004, at 9:17:22
In reply to Re: My mouth is apparently a size 7 » noa, posted by shar on February 12, 2004, at 23:09:42
The other day, I asked my husband to get a "thingie from the bowl" for me, meaning a "fork from the drawer" -- that's just one of many I've managed in recent months. It actually got so bad he stopped teasing me about it -- a sign it worried him, too.
I do think that times of emotional and psychological change can do that to you, and I know about half my problem was the drug I was on at the time. If this started happening more around the time of a drug change, talk to your doctor about it.
These days, I'm still having trouble with words, but the thing that's driving me *crazy-er* is that I can't type right. I'm making more mistakes than I've ever made. Still, I'm attributing the typing and the fact that I've got to search the thesaurus and dictionary to find the right words to the stresses and drugs and so on, rather than saying they're a new manifistation of my overwhelming screwed-up-ness. That, for me, is a step forward. %-D
And if you wear a size seven shoe, you might think about wearing a few pairs of size 9s when you want to avoid foot in mouth disease. Just a thought...
Posted by Phil on February 15, 2004, at 8:23:18
In reply to Re: My mouth is apparently a size 7 » shar, posted by Racer on February 13, 2004, at 9:17:22
I'm having the same problem. I can't type and I can't spell. I has to luk ovr and over my toast to chek for misdtakes.
I always spell and, ans. ing words inf. It doesn't count missing a key by one. I reread emails and posts and find simple errors everywhere. meat for meet.
I've got the i-e thing totally confused and my puncuation(see) is terrible.
^
Good duck, Racer.
Posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 8:41:47
In reply to Re: My mouth is apparently a size 7 » Racer, posted by Phil on February 15, 2004, at 8:23:18
Thanks for a smile maker. If I were a little more Umph-y, I'd try to return the favor. No joy, though, on that front today.
Probably because my dentist removed one of my size 6 1/2's the other day...
(True about major dental work, and still quite sore.)
Posted by Phil on February 15, 2004, at 10:24:30
In reply to You're a wacky duck » Phil, posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 8:41:47
No Vicoden, huh? My dentist gave me a shot right behing(see?) my front upper teeth once. I was stiff with pain and actually levitated. I got another dentist who noted that I didn't enjoy pain. Two months later, he pulled a molar(bad root canal). I had gas...I was on gas and he had to cut the toof in half. When he finally was just about finished I was passing out from pain; They switched to oxygen and I woke up. Foetunately(see?), I was unarmed.
Don't dentist still advertise pain-free? I think their ads now just say they can make your teeth so white, they'll blind people. Then they refer you to the eye doc who will make you look younger with contacts. So I get contacts and see how fat I've become and go to have a colon cleansing and it's an ex who uses a liposuction machine. I hate doctors.
One tip Racer, no corn nuts.
Posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 11:31:37
In reply to Re: You're a wacky duck, posted by Phil on February 15, 2004, at 10:24:30
It still hurts to move my mouth or jaw too much. I'm sounding like a snobby Long Islandite right now. The anesthetic is what caused the problem. First, three shots that didn't do the trick, then another shot directly to the roots. That worked. We spent about an hour with me in the chair, trying to get me numb I didn't plaster myself to the ceiling. I love my dentist, he *always* makes sure I'm as numb as he can get me.
Oh, yeah, and he tells great weird stories about his life. Like he's disappointed with his son right now: his son is kinda goofing off for a year, but -- and this is what disappoints my beloved dentist -- he doesn't seem to have any joy in it! By the way, I've had the same dentist for 20+ years, drive about two hours to see him, and keep telling him he'd better plan to retire at about age 90 -- on accounta I won't go to anyone else!
This tooth, in the far back on top, fractured. In fact, this is the last molar I have that hadn't yet fractured along the fuse lines, so it's better than a root canal, but my poor gums -- between the shots and the mucking about -- aren't happy again yet.
Thanks again for the giggles -- now STOP IT! Before I have to laugh again.
Posted by allisonm on February 15, 2004, at 17:16:54
In reply to Please, don't make me laugh! » Phil, posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 11:31:37
Ya'll are making me laugh. Fortunately, my dental work doesn't hurt anymore. I went to the dentist Tuesday for two fillings in 2 upper teeth near the front. Took two shots to numb. Numbness went halfway across the front.
I had to go pick up my meds after that. I looked like a stroke victim...one side of my mouth drooping. When the pharmacist brought out my order and asked whether I'd taken Wellbutrin XL before and if I was familiar with it, all I could say was "Um-humph-fff" (trying not to spit or drool). No doubt he thought I really needed the script. I won't do that again.
I usually try to act normal when I get my scripts so that the folks behind the counter don't look at me funny. Hopefully they look at me with shock and awe, like "gee, those drugs must really be working 'cause she sure acts normal to me. Maybe she doesn't really need 'em." I got mad at one pharm assistant once over an insurance issue, and she looked at me funny every time I went in after that. (Kind of patronizing, with sidelong glances when they thought I wasn't looking.)
I bought a bottle of diet coke after getting the scripts Tuesday, but forgot I couldn't feel my upper left lip, so had to wait till I could and by that time the coke was warm.
Posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 17:49:11
In reply to Numb and drooling., posted by allisonm on February 15, 2004, at 17:16:54
You're making me laugh again!
The last time I picked up a prescription (at the county mental health pharmacy -- like we couldn't be stigmatized any more), I told the woman behind the counter that I didn't need one of the meds. I take a quarter tablet, the scrip is for 35 of them: that's a four month supply! Anyway, she gives me a dirty look, pinches her mouth, and goes to talk to her supervisor. "The patient is refusing her meds." I call out, over the big divider that keeps us from strangling these Highly Trained Professionals, that I still have plenty from my last prescription. Well, I can hear them through the bulletproof acrylic, talking about "don't tell me she's not a drug seeker..." (I don't know if that was about me, I do get a pretty high number of Xanax tabs...) The end result was a very strongly worded, "Well, you don't have to take them this time, but we're going to contact your doctor and tell him you're refusing your medication."
On the other hand, if I get a good disguise, maybe it's just as well I don't have to go to the local pharmacy. At least at county, they KNOW we're nuts by definition. Personally, I think I'm a filbert. Little and rounded...
Posted by Phil on February 15, 2004, at 18:54:06
In reply to STOP IT!! » allisonm, posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 17:49:11
I'm axing for gas and a Valium drip. Then I need to pick up my Clonazepam.
I thstumble to the counter. Hi Thane, iv my Klonopin ready. I fall over sideways and get back up.
Are you okay Phil. Wow do who athsks?
Have you seen your doctor? I haths 12 wit one?
Your psychiatrist. Uhuh, we ainth daten anyimore.
Did you drive here? You ainth heard huh?
Let me let the pharmacist talk to you, k?
Phil you don't look well. Thank, hasth you look in a mirororor larely, shissssiiisssp.
You want us to call a cab. Unuh, I hasth on wat, wat, waithing on me. Good.
No thank, i hit hith car, thiiiiisssppp.
Allisothn, gib me a grink of your coke..thiiiiissssppp. Allisothm ithn't thif my new shirtl? That cokes flath.
Het thhank, you got sunpin for mouf sores?
Allison: God Phil you've chewed a hole through the side of your face.
Whath you point thweetie, thidestreme thnoke?
Maybe i come over thommowor and pith thif up, K?
TTTTTTTThhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiissssssssssppppppppp.
Cmon Allithom.
Phil?
Yeth thank?
There's nobody with you.
I noeth thath thank, thshe dont live in texath.
Hey Phil?
Yeth thane?
Nice robe.
Thaky youf.
Would you mind putting it on?
OK
Frank ol Phil's looking better these days.
I know Jane, makes me proud.
Posted by noa on February 15, 2004, at 19:10:46
In reply to STOP IT!! » allisonm, posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 17:49:11
Racer, this pharmacy scene sounds like something out of a dark comedy film!
They didn't know what to make of you! They're probably used to people trying to get more meds, not less.
It probably made em nervous becuase you left a temptation for their employees to steal the extra pills, LOL.
Posted by noa on February 15, 2004, at 19:11:48
In reply to Re: getting teeth cleaned tomorrow}}allison » Racer, posted by Phil on February 15, 2004, at 18:54:06
ugh...you guys are reminding me that I owe my dentist a call. I am way overdue for an appointment and I got some problems I've been trying to ignore. Grumble, groan, grrrrrrrrr
Posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 20:26:34
In reply to Re: STOP IT!! » Racer, posted by noa on February 15, 2004, at 19:10:46
Yeah, I often think that I'm living in a nightmare version of Monty Python's Flying Circus or Beyond The Fringe. If I weren't so dang depressed and a-motivated, I think I'd enjoy documenting it all, and making a comic masterpiece.
I could start with the doctor who told me that Paxil's "sexual side effects" only applied to men... Women, you see, don't suffer from any sexual side effects. (I wonder if his wife told him that? "No, honey, you're just fine -- of course that was a real one...")
Wonder where I'll end up?
Posted by shar on February 15, 2004, at 21:56:14
In reply to Welcome to My World! » noa, posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 20:26:34
...and I'm a dentophobe~~~
I once had a chart that in BIG BLACK LETTERS said "dentophobe."
I loved reading your post and those that followed! Right now I can't afford a dentist, so it helps keep me in mind of what I'm 'missing.'
Shar
Posted by Phil on February 15, 2004, at 22:40:35
In reply to Too funny....Phil, posted by shar on February 15, 2004, at 21:56:14
I can't afford it either but made myself do it to show I haven't totally given up.
I need about $5K worth of work still.
Posted by allisonm on February 15, 2004, at 23:38:00
In reply to Re: getting teeth cleaned tomorrow}}allison » Racer, posted by Phil on February 15, 2004, at 18:54:06
Gawd, Phil.
I haven't laughed that hard in I don't know how long. My teeth hurt. Oh no!!!
It didn't help when my dentist told me Tuesday that he hated going to the dentist. He was a medical lab technician in Chicago 20 years ago, getting real bored testing blood samples when his friend said "hey, why not go to dental school like I me?" so he did.....
An' th' respt is hisporeee... ... more novocaine pleaze.
I was in Wal-Mart to-day an' saw a fellow Wal-mart shopper on da' flow havin' seizures in aisle 5. Well, maybe not aisle 5, but the aisle that the camera dept. is in that intersects with the main aisle in the back o' the store. Twitching. Not conscious. People wuz starin'.
"But foe the grace o' gawd go I," I thut.
Yup, the diet coke, it was flat AND warm, but it had that lime flavor in it. Have you tried it yet? Thet Lime flavor, it goes good wit Bacardi. Jus think -- no calories, neither.
To-nite, tho, it's a Jim Beam nite.
Sweet dreams, and thanx for making my day, Phil. REally.
allison
Posted by allisonm on February 15, 2004, at 23:49:31
In reply to STOP IT!! » allisonm, posted by Racer on February 15, 2004, at 17:49:11
I think maybe I'm a nougat...sugar paste, nuts, fruit, who knows what else.
Can you believe it? My dad is 77 today, and my boyfriend convinced him and he'd agreed to do a paternity test to prove (or disprove) that this 4 year old girl from down the street was (or wasn't) his (and my half-sister)...and he chickened out today after I gave him the envelope with the test in it. Now I'm out $375 for the cost of the test. He sez he'll do it when he gets back from Florida in APRIL. Yea, right. Meanwhile, the girl's muther wants half the family biz-ness. Yea, right...
pass the bottle, pleaze. who needs diet coke with lime? not me.
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