nimbleskipper13 said:Anesthesiology is a modern and incredibly safe field of medicine.
Pa, let's just say I'm interested too, since I've got my own shoulder surgery looming on the horizon. But after those incidents a year or two back, your little statement doesn't sound particularly convincing to me.
And frankly, I don't care about the theory or being lectured with medical jargon. I want to hear about the actual practice. (Look, if you asked me a single question about IT, I could give you the exact same response—drown you in technical terms and tell you to go take a tour of a Silicon Valley firm because why bother asking questions on a forum when everything is supposedly "standardized" anyway 😈). I assume people, myself included, are looking for real human experiences here, not some clinical survey. Honestly, I've already been through two total failures and talked to anesthesiologists myself, but I still find value in hearing what others have gone through. Despite everything, I still get nervous. Maybe it's irrational, but there’s something to be said for reading about someone else's reality.
Rachel Brooks63 said:Oxygen is hands down the most dangerous carcinogen out there. Didn't you know? That's exactly why you need to load up on all those heavy-duty antioxidants—Vitamin C, artichoke extract, whatever—just to defend yourself from the effects of oxygen!
Well, if that's the case, you might as well use that extra cash to snag another ticket to the Metropolitan Opera. 😁
I have my one glass of Kraft Foods a day, and that’s plenty for me. It isn’t that I think more would be toxic or anything; it’s just that I’d much rather stick to plain sparkling water. That single serving after dinner hits the spot just fine.
As for this whole talk about carcinogens—honestly, I’m starting to develop an allergy to that word itself. Look, in this specific case, we might be dealing with a hoax, but I am exhausted by the constant stream of "breakthrough discoveries" claiming everything is a cancer risk today, only for them to retract it tomorrow and blame something else entirely. At this rate, I'm just waiting for the news to tell me that breathing is carcinogenic and the best course of action is to simply stop inhaling. It's the same story with these supposed "health scares" regarding certain foods, pizzas, or additives... To be perfectly honest, I ignore all of it. Even if some of it turns out to be true, I choose to look the other way. If I actually sat around obsessing over every single thing I’ve ever eaten—considering what was labeled toxic yesterday but deemed safe today—I’d probably die of sheer panic. It’s a total playground for hypochondriacs.
Most antibiotic sensitivities or allergies usually boil down to penicillin, which seems to be the big culprit quite often. I’ve been lucky enough that I don't need antibiotics all that frequently, but whenever a doctor hands me a prescription, they actually have the decency to ask if I have any penicillin allergies first. Of course, there are other triggers out there, but honestly, it’s absurd to claim that antibiotics do more harm than good in a general sense.
I should also mention the whole Candida issue. Beyond what’s already been said, oral thrush and intestinal yeast infections are incredibly common. It’s just a fungus that lives naturally in our bodies, but things go sideways when it starts overpopulating. Antibiotics can throw that delicate internal balance completely out of whack, which often leads to an outbreak. This typically happens during long courses of broad-spectrum drugs, though pregnancy, diabetes, or obesity are also major factors. For me personally, it flared up due to extreme stress—which clearly tanked my immune system and caused some serious internal imbalance. It showed up in my mouth, which is deeply unpleasant, but thankfully it's only happened three times in my life and was cleared up quickly.
Honestly, some people are just incredibly lazy. Apparently, dropping a single link in the thread isn't enough; they think you need it spoon-fed in every single post. 😁
Look, I went ahead and counted it for you. Just scroll up to the ninth post and...
I don't think there’s much of a connection there. It really just comes down to biology; some people thrive in the heat while others prefer the chill, and they have their own preferences when it comes to water temperature. Personally, I can't stand the heat. I honestly think I fall into one of those extreme categories when it comes to heat tolerance. 😁 Some people live for the sauna, but I tried it exactly once and felt lightheaded before I even stepped through the door. I gave up right then and there—not that I was dying to go back, but I figured I should at least try 😁 . I highly doubt people who struggle with the cold could ever truly train themselves to enjoy ice-cold showers. They might make minor adjustments, sure, but a total transformation? I don't buy it. It’s the same for me; no matter how hard I tried, I’m never going to get used to scalding hot water. 😱
mistybear4 said:I feel for you, truly. But the real question is, is it specifically soy protein you have to dodge, or is there something else about the soy plant itself that’s the issue? 😕 (Shoot me a PM, I’m genuinely curious here.) 😉
It’s a long story, too long to unpack properly on a Forum. Basically, anything involving soy or its derivatives is off-limits for me, along with a few other things. (The list is pretty extensive.)
mistybear4 said:So, are you saying you're young?
Noooo 😁. I'm saying I've lived quite a few years—far too many, if you ask me. 😁
Look, I can't drink that protein shake, so you're wasting your breath. I’m not going to sit here and explain why, just take it as a fact (or don't 😁). (And absolutely nothing with soy in it) Anyway, my health is actually fantastic. Even back when I was at my thinnest—miraculously enough—my blood work was nearly perfect; everything was right within the healthy range. And yeah, I've spent quite a few years on the ice, so I have plenty of experience under my belt. Stress-induced weight loss has never caused me any issues; once things calmed down and the stress subsided, my weight would always normalize. As for energy levels? I always have plenty, regardless of how much I burn through.
Oh, one interesting thing: during those periods, I find myself craving way more dairy, especially chocolate milk and cocoa or just plain chocolate. I can drink or eat that without feeling sick. But yogurt, cream, and stuff like that (mostly yogurt)—I can't touch it even when I'm feeling fine. If I even taste a tiny bit, I'll reflexively throw up.
But all in all, I have nothing to complain about and I'm happy with where I'm at. I just wanted to expand the conversation because the original post was only partially accurate. It really only accounted for one specific group of people.
velvetmaker86 said:Let’s be honest, nobody in their right mind would ever dare take a shower with you in freezing water.🙂 Well, unless you happen to have an absolutely incredible physique.🙄 😁
I honestly can’t stand hot water. It has to be lukewarm—just barely above cold. I can’t deal with washing my hair in ice water, but for everything else? Give me a freezing shower any day.
That scalding heat you guys are talking about... 😱 😱 😱
And look, I don't care what men prefer; I’ve never been one for showering with someone else anyway. 😁
When I’m under pressure, I lean out. I have this tendency to lose weight rather than gain it; whenever things get intense or my stress levels spike, the pounds just vanish in short order. To be clear, I wouldn't call myself skinny—I usually maintain what most would consider an average weight—but I definitely drop below my baseline. (I feel like I described that perfectly, but hopefully you catch my drift 😁 ) And yeah, my appetite completely disappears. When I'm eating anything during those high-stress stretches, it honestly just makes me feel sick. Now, if it's just standard, everyday stress, I can usually hold steady and eat normally. I know I'm not the only one, either. Looking at my friends, some people wither away when they're stressed while others pack on the pounds immediately. Clearly, there isn't one single rule that applies to everyone. But one thing is absolutely certain: stress plays a massive role in how our appetite works and how our bodies handle weight.
swiftscout8 said:I honestly hope someone breaks the news to you soon—with a little smirk, too—that your paycheck isn't coming this month. Maybe then you'll suddenly realize what absolute nonsense you've been spewing on this forum.
And just how much time and effort did you actually sink into your training to become a preschool teacher?
Could you elaborate on that? It feels like it has zero connection to what mistyhound2 wrote, let alone this actual thread.
By the way, you get an education at university, not manners. If we’re going to lecture people, it should be about general lack of civility. I’m noticing most of the outrage stems from the fact that he happens to be a doctor, followed immediately by the claim that a degree doesn't make a person any better. So, what's the actual issue? Is it just general rudeness? Why blow this whole thing out of proportion just because one rude person met their match in another rude person? The fact that he was at his workplace—a job where he clearly won't get fired for being a jerk—is irrelevant. You can't compare him to someone who knows that acting like a prick could actually cost them their livelihood or drive away a client. That second person might act polite because they actually have class, or maybe they're just smart enough to fear for their paycheck.
His behavior is completely primitive and unrefined, but her way of addressing her uncle is just as much a reflection of low culture. Seriously, please, you don't address an older man as "uncle." Maybe with a neighbor or some casual acquaintance, sure, but I wouldn't dream of calling a random passerby "uncle" (or any other variation) instead of using "sir." If you didn't go to college, you surely finished high school. Would you have dared to address a professor as "uncle"? Back in my university days, nothing like that ever crossed my mind. It isn't just about the rules of etiquette; it’s about basic culture. To be clear, I am not defending him. I've heard from plenty of others that he's a crude, uncultured individual with a rude attitude, but her level of decorum is just as nonexistent.
If I were in his shoes, I would have simply ignored her. First off, why should I care? If I'm at my workplace doing my job, it's none of my business—especially since we aren't out there herding sheep together to justify being addressed as "uncle," "auntie," or whatever else. But hey, he proved it himself; his level of sophistication is actually even lower than hers.
P.S. I'm not in the medical field or any related profession, so let's not pretend I'm trying to defend "my own."
I ended up picking up this ridiculous obsession, and honestly, I blame my dad for passing it on to me. He’s the kind of guy who has to check the oven and the stove a hundred times before we all leave the house. At first, I just laughed at him. But then, once I moved out on my own, I realized I had become exactly like him. There were times I’d actually turn around halfway to the bus stop just to double-check everything because the anxiety was eating me alive—even though I knew for a fact I’d already checked everything before leaving. It’s funny, though; neither he nor I have ever actually left an appliance on or dealt with a fire. Eventually, I just snapped. I decided enough was enough, at least regarding those pre-departure checks. I figured if I could just let enough time pass—maybe thirty minutes after the initial thought hit me—I could force myself to forget about it and stop letting it weigh on me. Now, I don't go around checking things multiple times before heading out. And even if I can't quite remember if I did a final sweep, I don't let it bother me anymore. 😁
So, my situation wasn't exactly extreme, but I still managed to shake it off on my own without any major drama.
I’m usually knocking back somewhere between two and three liters a day. Honestly, sometimes I even push past that three-liter mark. It isn't some grand health crusade or anything—it's just that my body demands it. I get thirsty even in the middle of the night, so having a water bottle right next to my bed is non-negotiable. Don't get me wrong, I'm not some sugar addict or anything like that.
Larry Cruz51 said:Winter is absolutely killing me. I spent my whole life in a mild, coastal climate, and then suddenly, the last few years have been nothing but sub-zero misery. Sure, if you live in a place where the wind howls off the coast, you know what a breeze feels like, but here? It’s bone-chillingly cold.😁
Rodena and I grew up in the exact same city, and clearly, that shared history doesn't make the weather any easier to swallow. Personally, the summer heat is what does me in. 😁
Well, Linda Peterson beat me to it. I don't see any reason why conventional medicine should be sidelined here. There’s really no reason for them to be at odds.
Look, I'm not going to play judge and jury on who's right or wrong—that's purely subjective, so there's no point in me weighing in on that. But I fail to see why a woman wouldn't allow for the use of standard medical practice.
P.S. I actually know a few GPs out in the States who incorporate Reiki into their practice, so it really seems to me like there shouldn't be any conflict at all.
That’s exactly why I included the exceptions in the list. Sometimes you’re forced into an "either/or" situation, but in this specific instance, that isn't even the choice—it's an exclusive alternative. It’s pretty much like when your doctor tells you that you absolutely cannot go to Reiki.