Once in a blue moon. On 'Nuclear Family values', the English Language can be so Cruel, and Tyranny Rex's Antidepressants: Beware the Side Effects. Beware this toxic outburst here. RUN. And beware ANGER. I've been through too much. If you don't have intestinal fortitude, DON'T READ THIS. How do you spell TyranNOsaurus Rex. I'm so sorry for the world's losses of truly good people through this scourge. Never blame the victim if you want to get to truth.
Narcotic Addiction Avoidance
To avoid narcotic addiction in the U.S., all you have to say to any given doc is (even if it is an outright lie:) 'I have an addictive personality and Narcotics are out of the question.' Something like that. It's the last bullet on the posters in the doc's 'office these days, where it gets right to the point of that matter. So then it goes in to your tired medical record that you have an addictive personality and that Narcotics are out of the question for you, even if it is a lie. But they can't push that class of drugs on you at that point, or they might get into trouble with their jobs. You will have to keep reminding them, perhaps, as you go along in life and need health care so meet 'new' doctors. But then, by law, the tyranny of Big Pharma will have to leave at least that class of drugs out of their push-on-you-list. Freaking Drug Pushers. All on the 'up and up'.
I can now look back and see truth behind lies, but can the average person today in excruciating psychic/emotional pain with no resources other than convention, can they see the truth behind these lies? That begs questioning.
Rx? How about facing those fears, letting go of them, and carrying on instead, please?
Please excuse this horrible insomnia, because I am compelled to watch TV's a few feet from my head, like loud shoot em up guns invading my thought process and peace of mind, when I have to try to 'rest' or 'sleep' just like apple pie. Besides, it also eats up all the bandwidth. TVs are better during the endless winters when you need to heat up the room with hot air. Pass the glass of H20?
Fatboy Slim Vevo ~ hey Sangfroid Walkin, how's that 1% treating you these days 'old spry, cruel, cruel Weapon of Choice, note what I like to call Christopher's 'Tyranny Rex pose, kinda like a martial arts expert, you betcha he don't take drugs for antidepressants, mania, insomnia, or anything else, yeah, yesss, $$$pry, fly etc., choke! wheeeeze, pass the humility please...and maybe some popcorn:
Cruel, Cruel, English Language
Damn English language...'don't take everything so literally...' I tried to see everything in black and white, so it would make sense, and so I heard that countless times as a child (from those I've been blessed with who cared to try to re-raise me right)...'don't take everything literally...' In the middle, autism spectrum, undiagnosed, for at least two generations that I know of...until the third...poor 'nipote', and family has now brought the issue to light. Who knew until now? Not I, said the pig. I always KNEW something was terribly wrong headed about me, but I blamed other things. 'Ignorance is at the root of all evil.' Only took me over 50 bleepin' wasted years to examine the evidence of the fallout of a 'nuclear' family and see the light on that demented rocket science.
- On the love, of a cruel 'nuclear' family' and especially vicious-mouthed legacy...
- !barf! oh, excuse me yellow puke bucket, sorry, ...'peacekeeper'...what does keeping peace mean to me? bees! truthfully...
- 'eye' need some more reality...not more PTSD
- to the tunes of Jimi, Band of Gypsys in this case...
- pass the cats-sup-purr
'Be a 'Peacemaker', dear.' ~ June, 2015
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| Nuclear Detonations and the Power Plants that Birth them, are still Not Healthy for Children and All Living Things |
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| Ah, the depth of my photo thievery is apparent here^ |
"Playing too much with one toy tends to lead!!!
Into the foggy
It's so groovy to float around, sometimes even
A jellyfish will agree to that
I said flotation is groovy and easy
Even a jellyfish will agree to that
Yeah, but old jelly's been floating so long
And so slack, lord, there's no kind of bone in his jelly back
Floating every day and every night ...is a risk, sometimes
The wind ain't right"
life here now on this eons long greed driven parasitically (bad alien) infested 'paradise'... can be a pile of dung beatles some times...
my self-anger seethes. self-hatred is my birthright: self-immolating vampire syndrome:
to the tunes of Nirvana, Nevermind. Got those eye teeth pulled, too.
...
Yes, for some people, like for example stupid me looking back into an old 'mirrah' of life, yet another old toxic original Ugly American 'lame tourist' type, staring compulsively in horror with the gaping mouth of yet another bad clown meeting up at Logan, finally in the excruciating yet invigorating waking up phase with the astronomic alignment process in place, to out of denial, seeing the rubble of an avoided youth, the truth is, in fact, toxic as Detox Mansion. Happy now? Yeah, write.
Yup. Every time I wake up, or look in a mirrah after pissing in yet another a cup or signing yet another medical release form that doesn't speak to any of the myriad of other release forms per individual. Damn, am I still me again? Zappa!
Here am yet again, forced to ask for medical help and write my name on forms that all go on the f*cking w*b in these times, I feel my desire to keep fighting the system slip away. So I react like a vicious animal with toxic self destructive anger, but hey, that's my behavior. Back in the 'easy bake oven for me.
with pain and insomnia at a '10' which nightly for the last several months, stuffed in a 1-10 scale but the 10 keeps baiting and switching and ESCALATING, oh, yeah, I'm bipolar what does it mean that it is in my head? I must be FAKING, right, no, that is not what it means. It's in my BRAIN...no, not faking. PTSD? Insomnia? Oh...yeah...that started before ...birth.
Get some sleep!? Stop worrying about Refugees, the Big Pharma Vaccination $cam, Evil Monsanto and Companies GMO$ Cohorts, (town hall Cronyism and rising real estate taxes in NH,) Bible Thumping Geoengineered Floods and and Geoengineering scratching up the skies and polluting the atmosphere? NO, YOU stop worrying about that. Go back to sleep.
I get to call the clinic back about possible 'sleep aids' or 'non-narcotic' pain relievers. Cheers. "Probiotics supplements", yes, Ma'am, they help me greatly for a short while there, but I had to stop taking them when I fell out of the 'middle' 'class' during the GREAT DEPRESSION of the Late Great 2008, developed another lean on dreaded "credit". Oh, yes, I'll have to pick some of those probiotics up on my own dime, or get something extremely low quality with toxic additives through the WalFart pharmacy. No, I'll get my own in a month or two, thanks, I'd like for them to be quality enough to actually work. Thanks, though. Cah-ching!
Oh, I'm missing reams, that's right. Never mind, that's different, right? No. and the truth of what people like me have been through don't show up on the old computer spit out list of allergic reactions to dreaded Tyranny Rex Rx, at ALL. They are buried deep in some chicken scratch for decades of saving up for retirement on folks like me's backs.
Angry? No, not in the least...you betcha I'm beyond pissed off: tired of the whole medical system, which as I embrace the aging process, I try to avoid, but lately, to not so much success.
How about the 1980's records of the hack Dentist 'Makin' it in Massachusetts' that didn't know how to use her new x ray machine on me, as I kept showing up for my appointment to 'fix' (destroy) a cracked molar (unpopped pop corn), falling asleep with mouth wide open in the chair she probably got out of the trash or from an uncle, so she could experiment with her new x ray machine, drill down into my jaw instead of following the roots that went sideways? ma-ma-ma-ma- (NO!) More Mercury amalgam in my
"All pilled up, can I submit my resume, again?" Oh, and who am I again? What decade is this, now?
"The fine print at the bottom of prescription drug commercials may provide ample horrific/comedic firepower — what are they hiding? — but underneath the humor lies a chilling reality: In their noble pursuit of making you healthy, prescription drugs put you at risk for a number of terrifying side effects, chief among them being antidepressants’ risk for suicide."
HUH? 'Risk for Suicide?' No Thank You Very Much
Smells just like Suicide
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Antidepressants are Often Ineffective and May Increase Your Suicidal Tendencies
Studies continue to show antidepressant drugs are no more effective than a placebo, and in some case less effective. A study published in the January 2010 issue of JAMA concluded there is little evidence that SSRIs (a popular group of antidepressants that includes Prozac, Paxil, and Zoloft) have any benefit to people with mild to moderate depression.5 Researchers stated:NOOOO, Get the F@ck Out, ...really? No, shit.
"The magnitude of benefit of antidepressant medication compared with placebo... may be minimal or nonexistent, on average, in patients with mild or moderate symptoms."
SSRIs were found to be 33 percent effective, just like a sugar pill—but with far more adverse effects, including violence and suicidal thoughts and actions. There is much evidence that antidepressants intensify violent thoughts and behaviors, both suicidal and homicidal, especially among children. And, since the late 1980s, there have been frequent reports of increased violent behavior, including homicides and suicides, among individuals taking antidepressant drugs.
A newly published study provides a plausible theory about how a genetic mutation in the CYP450 gene family can cause a metabolic disturbance resulting in uncontrollable violent impulses and behaviors, including suicide, in some individuals taking these drugs.6
So if you or your child are taking an antidepressant drug, it's important to be aware that suicidal thoughts may be a side effect. But they are not the only drugs to watch out for. Other medications also linked to increased suicide risks include:
- The stop-smoking drug Chantix
- Accutane, an acne drug
- Singulair, an allergy drug
- Certain epilepsy drugs
- Tamiflu, a flu drug
- Cholesterol-lowering drugs
Two decades of suicidal ideation ignoration is as much as this crumbling temple can take. Oh, Benedryl? Brilliant! No electronics 1/2 hour before bed? Brilliant!
And Whoopie!!!!!!!!!!!, I get to wait three weeks to go back to the clinic with this abdominal pain, like a parasitic toothache, sober as usual, sapping my energy, with ensuing insomnia, all nice and shiny new, still looking for an abdominal surgery referral for an increasingly painful naval hernia, aggravated by ignorance, aging womanhood, an IMPLANTED mesh now swimming around behind my naval, which no longer holds the damned hernia IN. Instead, it just painfully floats around ON TOP OF IT poking, re-injuring, collecting more and more scar tissue and causing discomfort, swelling, oh, and don't forget, so I can't even push the old hernia back in. I'm going out of my mind with this belly tooth ache, slowly, just like the dis~ease of run-away austerity and inflation, just go to sleep and read The Nation:
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$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$) slowly increasingly, all these 14 years my life has been similar to a growth of belly pain. Meshs to treat hernias? More on that later. DON'T DO IT.
'Bugzy! just a stitch or two and we'll be on our way'...Hey, is there a war on human health going on? What ARE those scratches across the skeye, anyway, hey, I feel dizzy, pass the H20, please?
Thanks for the health advice, 'Share.' Strange nick for one who HATES to do so with her own kin. I had finally succumbed at 40. All that specific brand of brainwashing starting at 8 years old, where I cut my teeth first on saying a big back at cha: 'Fuck, you: NO, I Will Not Get My Nose 'Done', nor will I 'get American braces this' (or any other) 'time.' You groomed me so well, 'Share,' for the miserable psychotic debt-enslaved stress-engulfed workaholic Eyes Wide Shut 'good' life in the good old You Ess of Aye. Why'd you birth me again...? Oh, to land a hu$band, that'ssssss right.
A naval hernia that is threatening to suck the life out of me for the duration. Unless I get some Z's. All for the 'gift' of life, my beloved parent'$ former toxic rocket science Rx minion.
When will the madness of so called TV, ?REALITY? stop intruding on the sovereinty of human beings? Spell check that.
I must be one of those disgusting aliens on some tv show, just waiting to pop.
DATE THIS: Oh, yeah, to the gist. The Point. Yup, for years, 'Suicidal Ideation' they taught me to say that one at the dr. office, to make sure I'm not too suicidal. Just some. How I personally compensated was through realising that that urge to die, or the monkey chatter that was circling my brain over and over was a bad song stuck in my head, conditioning along with terrible medications, a.k.a. brainwashing. And 'that it would eventually pass', like a cold, a bad dream or an infection. I read the psych term in yet another frightening info sheet, the Rx drug counterindications (how's that for double speak for ya) of dreaded Tyrrany Rex Side Effects. ...sounds like some kinda demented cold-cock left punch to me. NEVER AGAIN...not that my guts can take any more of that useless destructive crap.
But hey, I need to go back to school or get training again while working, or and yet another job...right? Yes? No? Good luck with that bamboozling these days, sheesh...
to the tune of Chris Whitley - Big Sky Country
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