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that's the thing...it was effective for controlling pain, but it didn't seem to disrupt me that much compared to more typical opiods. most of them make me mildly ill and give me yucky tummy; tramadol did not. but when i stopped, it was utter shit. i hope your father's not on it long term, and either way he should already be aware from his doctor of potential problems. i'd never even heard of it till this prescription. i honestly don't know how much is inherent in the drug, and how much is my odd brain receptors which are not always typical. for example, cocaine bores me to tears while at one time literally all my closest friends had raging addictions. i never spent a penny on it, and don't understand why anyone would take it and say " yeah, THIS is what i want to do for the rest of my life." whatever the button is that it pushes, i don't appear to have it. neurodivergence is some weird shit.

Huh, yeah, weird.
He's at that age, and level of, uh, injury, where he'll require some pain relief the rest of his life. It's just a matter of whether it's effective.
Also, interestingly, we're both neurodivergent, but he's been taking tramadol for about six months without any recognizable signs of withdrawal when he doesn't.

the variability of people's responses to licit and illicit drugs has always boggled my mind. it makes it particularly difficult when you're dealing with psych meds because sometimes you just can't find one that works. i was on antidepressants for 22 years before i found one that was more effective than me barely being able to get out of bed. i literally spent my first four years here staying in my apartment except to go to work, eat, and do minimal shopping all of which i did on the way to/from work. on the weekends i stayed in bed and slept, getting up every few hours to eat a bowl of cereal or a ham sandwich. so as you might imagine i'm a leetle bit nervous about changes in my medication. but if i don't like what it does i can just go back to the previous stuff.

That's similar to how I spent a large part of, like, 18-26. I fiiiiiinally got put on an antidepressant four days ago. It was a big relief simply to tell a doctor that I needed something.

Shout-out to all my brokebrain homiiiiiiies, here's hoping stuff becomes the opposite of brokerer!

that's excellent. it's a terrible cliche, but to get somewhere you first have to start, and you're doing that. and with the advances in antidepressants in the last quarter-century, you're more likely to have a result.

before changing my medication there's something else i'm going to try. it sounds like hocus-pocus New Age shit, but apparently it's been approved as a treatment. it's called TMS, and it involves having your head magnetically irradiated to reorder its circuitry or connections or something like that. it's non-invasive and has no major side effects, but it's very time-consuming: 5 days a week of 40-minute treatments for 6 weeks. the pandemic is actually making it more convenient; if i had to go to and from the office to sessions it would require an additional hour of back-and-forth that would totally fuck my work *and* life schedule, but it's 12 minutes from home so i can just start work early for 6 weeks and go in after. i'm pretty curious to see what will happen. they wanted me to be part of a preliminary study at UVA but the travel time and the requirement that i stop all my meds precluded participation.

it's going to be hard to resist leaving the treatments walking like Frankenstein's Monster and going "EET'S ALIIIIIVE, DOKTOR!"

hey dub my wife had great relief from her anxiety using neurofeedback, which is similar to TMS. she didn't stop her meds when doing the treatments, but it was a life saver...hope you have similar results with tms.

I bought non organic eggs last week. They had no flavor and smelled... odd... not bad... not off... just odd... wtf were they feed'n den chickens?

Blackened Soul wrote:I bought non organic eggs last week. They had no flavor and smelled... odd... not bad... not off... just odd... wtf were they feed'n den chickens?

They was giving the chickens coffee enemas up their cooters.

That must be a fun job to make sound good on a reseme...

A good friend of mine, a local musician at the age of 60-something has cancer and has go to the hospice soon.

Pepe wrote:A good friend of mine, a local musician at the age of 60-something has cancer and has go to the hospice soon.

I'm so sorry.

The grocery store had Black Keys playing tonight and now I have Dan Auerbach crooning "I wanted love I needed love most of all most of all" stuck in my head like I'm living in a light beer commercial.

jirodreamsofdank wrote:The grocery store had Black Keys playing tonight and now I have Dan Auerbach crooning "I wanted love I needed love most of all most of all" stuck in my head like I'm living in a light beer commercial.

I saw the Black Keys and Modest Mouse last year with my parents, which is a weird combination, but I mainly went to see Modest Mouse. I don't think I completely dislike the Black Keys (though I appear to be liking them less and less every year), but their set was absolute garbage. Zero energy, zero excitement, felt like a bunch of guys that were low on cash and needed to make a quick buck. Modest Mouse were great though!

many things are bad at the moment
- band recording an album in like 3 days but there is so much tension and misplaced anger amongst each other at the moment (mostly on the part of the other members i am just absurdly stressed about their tension) and im just so stressed about it. i truly wish we could all get along but it feels so intense and stressful at the moment

- the person i work with in a two person team at work (who is also one of my best friends in the entire world) is leaving the job while i am off to record and im extremely sad about her leaving and not getting to see her every day and also very worried about who will replace with her bc i do not know how i could work that closely with another person and not lose my mind. also i think i might be a little bit in love with her? also very stressed about the workload that is going to hit me before they are able to replace her

- huge depression hit

- truly need to stop drinking and smoking weed to shut my brain off every single day from the second i am able to

Got the courage to start a new project during February. Cracked the headstock on my #1 best guitar on day 2. Fuck me for trying.