Flippy - I Rant, You Read
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
early afternoon
Terrifying Forecast for a Southern NV City
OMG! This is alarming, especially since at our house, it can get ten degrees colder than the “official” temperature. Luckily, we don’t have any money, so we won’t be standing in line for Black Friday bargains. Must sleep through the lower than the teens temps.

P.S. A Southern NV city not in the mountains with a ski resort, that is.
terribly early in the morning
Okay, So Jennifer Grey Won, But What About My Teeth?
It was such a fleeting satisfaction, watching Jennifer Grey win DWTS. And, with a ruptured disk yet - I could almost feel her pain. She must’ve been doped up something good to be able to dance like that, although you could see the stress on her face. I’m glad Kyle & Lacey came in second, too. A big “middle finger” to the white trash classless person from AK. Ack, is right.
I tried to go to bed, but couldn’t sleep, so I got something to eat. I thought there was some hard crunchy stuff in my food, which was weird. Yeah, uh, that was part of a molar. Considering I don’t have money or insurance, this may end up being a big problem. In the last six months, I’ve broken three teeth. The first two broke because my bite meets and I think all the years of wearing a groove into the middle of my two front bottom teeth finally did them in. They look really crappy if you look closely, but it’s merely cosmetic and not overly noticeable. However, my molar has a filling in it (well, what’s left of a filling), and it cracked off part of it down to the gum line. I fear pain and infection from it. Geez, not only do I still need to figure out how to get to the pain mgt doctor for everything else, now I need a dentist. Great. Happy holidays. This year can’t end too soon.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
evening
A Post I Wrote About Chronic Pain Recently
[According to my doctor, every person on opiates is addicted after a week or two.] - this is someone’s else line, to which I was responding.
That’s one of the problems right there. If our doctors don’t even know the difference between dependence and addiction, it’s no small wonder that the general public is so misinformed. Not only are people NOT addicted after a week or two of opiates, most people aren’t even DEPENDENT after that short a period of time. It’s not like anyone starts off with a dose of 60mg of Oxycodone. I started off with a 5mg Lortab and then moved to a 10mg Combunox, and then gradually increased my dose over years.
If we can get people to quit worrying about addiction with pain patients (I think the percentage is like 2-5% or something like that) and get them to treat the pain, everyone would be a whole lot better off. Frankly, even if people are addicted, wouldn’t it be better for them to pay for their meds and be seen by a doctor once a month than get cut off and go looking for street drugs to replace their pain meds. Also, many of the addicts are also pain patients, so I’d rather their pain was managed and then when they decided their addiction was affecting their life, then they took it upon themselves to get help.
I’ve never had a single sign of addiction (never “lost” a prescription, never run out early, never look wasted, never driven while impaired, etc.), yet my stupid ******-**-*** accused me of being a drug addict, then got my ******** involved, and then I was accused of faking being ill and drug seeking. Yeah, I sure faked that herniated disk so well that the MRI had every single doctor who saw it exclaiming, “Wow, that’s big!” Yeah, I’m a big ol’ faker alright. Ugh. It turns out my ***-**-***l was arrested for drunk driving shortly after accusing ME of abusing drugs. So, yeah, I’m pretty sick of these addiction accusations…for all of us. Oh yeah, and I’ve never addressed this point publicly - Leigh-Ann and I were both accused of being “high” because someone said we had red-rimmed eyes. That’s not a sign of presciption medication use, red eyes. That would be a sign of maybe pot use (Leigh-Ann has never tried ANY illegal drugs…I’m not quite that innocent), allergies, or perhaps crying. I have never driven under the influence of anything (okay, ONCE, when I was 17…and I drove very slowly through side streets - it never happened again), so if someone ever sees me out somewhere and thinks I’m high, they’re tottally and utterly wrong. I take my safety and the safety of my passengers and fellow drivers seriously. I spent my twenties being horrified at friends driving drunk (one totalled multiple cars) and trying to stop them. More than once, our friends banded together to drive the drunk person’s car home for them, while one of us followed to give the sober driver a ride home. Now that I’m even older (and wiser, heh), there is no way I would be even more reckless than I was in my youth, when I didn’t, even then, drive impaired.
I think doctors need to treat our pain, while making sure our dosage is appropriate for us. For us, not for the DEA or our relatives or our friends. Some of us have a huge tolerance for meds, some of us don’t. There isn’t a pat answer for what will help each pain patient. We’re all different. For instance, I can’t take any morphine based meds. They do nothing for me. It’s like I’m taking water pills. MSContin, Dilaudid, et al., don’t work. I suppose it might be different if they were IV meds, but the pills don’t work at all for me. Other people, I know they’re knocked out by those meds. Flexeril is my Kryptonite - it puts me to sleep for days. One teeny little pill knocks me out. It works like a super powerful sleeping pill. I’ve only taken two or three in my whole life because the reaction was so awful.
P.S. I used asterisks to protect the “reputations” of the guilty. They know who they are, but I don’t need strangers coming across my blog to know who they are.
Friday, November 19, 2010
mid-afternoon
Recriminations
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Sunday, November 14, 2010
early evening
Cindy McCain, What (Who?) Are You Afraid Of?
Cindy McCain has been working with the NOH8 Campaign for at least a couple of years, I believe, but more importantly, a few days ago she made a video for the campaign that directly contradicted her husband’s current flip-floppy opinion (he was against, then for it, then against it) on the repeal of DADT. Cindy McCain is the one with the money in the family, she doesn’t need that bullying bastard to live a full and happy life. Anyway, Cindy’s quote from the video is: “Our political and religious leaders tell LGBT youth that they have no future,”, and then after some comments from other celebrities, she finishes with, “Our government treats the LGBT community like second class citizens—why shouldn’t they?” This makes it pretty darned obvious that she’s against Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell, huh? However, the very next day, Cindy tweeted, “I fully support the NOH8 campaign and all it stands for and am proud to be a part of it. But I stand by my husband’s stance on DADT.”
It’s clear that Cindy can’t believe both things, since they contradict each other. So, one would have to believe, in my opinion, that she went to all the trouble of filming the video because that is truly what she believes. Why would she backtrack? I mean, it makes her sound like an abused wife, who can only share her husband’s opinion. What does he have on her? Rumors are that they lead very separate lives, so why dioes she give a damn what he says? It’s just creepy that John McCain was appearing on Sunday morning talk shows telling people what Cindy believes. Why would she allow that? In my position right now, it’s really hard to feel sorry for a multi-millionaire heiress, but I do kind of feel sorry for Cindy McCain. She did was she felt was right, but has her opinion stomped on by the stupidity of her husband’s current opinion. She knows that he only has a problem with gays in the military because of his political office, because he used to be in favor of lifting DADT. So, she’s the honest one, yet she has to backtrack? It’s really a sad reflection on their marriage and on John McCain as a husband.
