Posts by Joshua Cox2
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Here we go again. Another absolute disaster. Honestly, I’ve been noticing this stench too. It’s gross—kind of sickly sweet, like burnt onions. It’s been haunting me for months now, and nothing works. I’m drinking about 2, maybe even 3 liters of water from Jane almost every single day, staying active, hitting the gym, but it doesn't matter. I scrub my armpits constantly, still nothing. Just tried some homemade apple cider vinegar. Zero effect.
Back in November, I had those classic COVID symptoms—a slight fever of 99°F, then a total loss of taste and smell that lasted for months. My senses only started slowly coming back a couple of months ago. I also had a heavy cough and a runny nose for about 4 or 5 days, though I never actually bothered testing for it.
The one thing I did notice was that while I was on a course of antibiotics for an entirely different issue, the smell vanished. For a second, I actually thought I was cured. Turns out, I was wrong.
Has anyone actually managed to get rid of this "scent"? And if so, how?
Jesse Williams59 said:Itko?
I'm not holding my breath on you actually pulling that off. Honestly, the only way to deal with this is to call up some local community clinic and see if they’re taking new patients. When they inevitably tell you they aren't—which they always do—you just have to ask the nurse if she knows of any other clinics that actually have openings. If one even exists, she might point you in the right direction.
From where I’m sitting, it looks like our healthcare system is slowly being dismantled right before our eyes. Certain departments in some hospitals are just flat-out turning people away. They tell you, "Go to your local community clinic," like they actually care... except those clinics haven't been taking or scheduling patients for three months now. Honestly, there's only one way to read this: they're clearing the path to funnel everyone into private clinics. It’s a racket. Scum.
And then you've got that puffed-up turkey on TV acting like he’s clueless. He’s out there talking about surreal waiting lists of maybe a month or two. Give me a break. You wait a year for an ophthalmologist at the Holy Spirit hospital. And I bet things are even worse over at the Chicago hospital.
ironangler22 said:Maybe the doctor is just on vacation, so you might have better luck calling during a different shift. That was the case with my pediatrician once.
No.
Ever since COVID-19 kicked off, trying to get anyone on the phone at my local Health department has become a total mission impossible. It’s either ringing endlessly or just busy—probably because someone else is stuck on hold—but nobody picks up for hours on end. Sometimes I can't even get through for days, and I just need them to handle a prescription.
Since I live right around the corner, one Friday I finally hit my limit with the calling (honestly, I think my own cell phone blocked me after I tried dialing the same number about 70 times), so I just walked over there. Not a soul in sight. I rang the bell, and eventually, a nurse opened the door....
I have no clue what’s going on, but I know other people have been complaining that nobody answers the phone either. Meanwhile, Vili Beroš is out here talking nonsense about telephone call volumes...🙂
Does anyone know where I can pick up that gorgeous Gorenje cookware in the city? I spotted a deep skillet at an El Paso outlet ages ago, but it never showed up. Now all I'm seeing is that cheap Turkish iron. 😱
Eric Newman4 said:Sure, that’s true. But that confidence is an illusion if it's built entirely on a bank balance. It only lasts as long as the cash does. What happens when the money runs out...
Exactly. And look at insurance agents—aren't they basically selling us an illusion of security? It always comes back to the money. Whether it's a good policy or a bad one, it's all just a numbers game. 😂
Richard Wells said:I wish people could actually hear my tone when I write 🙂 Look, I never said we should just cure every single illness the second it pops up. I'm saying this stuff helps people manage things and makes those crazy expensive medications and treatments way more accessible.
A lot of the time, it doesn't solve the whole problem, but it helps.
Eric Hayes5 said:Money provides a man with genuine confidence, and from that foundation, everything positive flows. It creates an energy that radiates outward, opening every door in his path... including those leading straight to a woman's heart.
Could be true.
mistyjackal842 said:Of course money matters. But what good is it if you can't actually achieve anything even with it? When my mother's health suddenly took a turn for the worse, she was stuck in a standard hospital ward where they didn't even know who she was, let alone wanted to help her. Honestly, I would have moved her to intensive care immediately—I would have paid whatever they asked. I know that in the ICU, doctors are constantly present and provide much better care for critical patients. But there was just no way to get her transferred to intensive care, even though I've read in every medical textbook imaginable that sepsis and septic shock need to be treated in the ICU. It felt like hospital policy dictated that everyone just had to die in a regular ward without adequate support. I just don't understand it. It's like they don't want to move someone with a severe illness that requires antibiotics into intensive care; instead, they just write them off and essentially sentence them to death. My mother was only 68, and she was actually a microbiologist herself, having spent her entire career working on vaccines. If I lived in England, I guess I wouldn't have had these issues; I would have just moved her to a private hospital, even though the public hospitals there maintain a pretty high standard too. She definitely would have survived because they would have actually looked after her. Or, if they had at least transferred her to the Mayo Clinic... she worked right across from that building her whole life, and I'm sure they would have helped her because they don't turn anyone away. Maybe I didn't handle the whole situation perfectly, even though I was demanding she get antibiotics via IV immediately given how critical she was. But I know that even at Johns Hopkins Hospital, they administer intravenous antibiotics; my mother received them back in 1999 while she was in the pulmonary ward at Johns Hopkins Hospital dealing with an embolism. But now, absolutely no one at Johns Hopkins Hospital wanted to help me during the strike; they all just made me feel like I was being foolish. The on-call vascular surgeon told me there was plenty of time and that I shouldn't overreact—it was Sunday, and he just didn't feel like doing anything. He said we had to wait until Monday and other such nonsense. He didn't even recognize the first signs of sepsis, and I suppose any surgeon should be able to recognize that.
That's horrific.
redpanther142 said:Maybe it isn't a guarantee—but in most scenarios, it’s the ultimate tool. Everything you want to achieve requires capital, and frankly, everything you successfully accomplish eventually pays off.
Dead wrong. You can only buy material stuff with it, and more than half of that is junk. Here is what you actually get for your money.
It really all boils down to whether the parents and the environment around them are actually happy. If they are, then the kid's going to be fine. If they aren't... well, unfortunately, things go south fast.
For most people, money acts like a powerful aphrodisiac. Modern Americans can’t even fathom existing without a bank account; it offers a certain sense of security, sure, but it doesn't guarantee happiness for anyone.
Main Street. Thanks for the reply.
Had to redo my blood work because my white cell count was up. Here’s what the new results show:
Primary myelofibrosis PMF
JAK2 V617F mutation confirmed, positive result.
My GP didn't say a word—maybe they just don't know? I've got an appointment with a hematologist in ten days.
How dangerous is this?
If anyone actually knows, please let me know.