Sniffing oxy tec 325mg

So last night I had two different dreams.
The first one was where I saw a old friend of mine and we were catching up and he ended up pulling out a bag of all these different pills and gave them to me. I went home, went to my room and pulled it out. There was xanax, adderall, oxys, percs a couple other i didnt recognize and a bag of smack. I started off with the pills until I got bored and didnt have anything else so I started sniffing the H. After that I left and came back to my room trying to get high again but I used all my drugs I tore up my room looking for another pill or a drop to use but then I woke up.
I went back to sleep to have another dream where Im back at school. This has been a repeating dream for the last month. I was a quiet kid in school, mostly only talking to people to talked to me, something I always regretted. We were outside at my old elementary school and playing basketball, it was pretty fun then we went back to class and just talked, I saw somebody give a old classmate of mine I didnt like a cigarette and I asked him for one, I slipped it in my pocket but the teacher saw me cause I wasn’t fast enough, he didnt saw anything just gave me a look and that’ how it ended.
I’m going through a hard time trying to find a new job and deal with my anxiety that makes it hard to function on a daily basis. I think these dreams probably have a message to help me but I don’t know exactly what they mean

I was a dead kid since birth/
Only screamed around mad at/
The world and mama had an alcohol problem/
So she couldn’t bother and it turned/
The house was a wreck, clouds bove’ my head/
Were I slept, everything burned, but my mama/
Told: Life goes harder, but it’s my urge,/
that you have no problems/
My father had a coma, cuz of attempted suicide/
He was rejected, so did I/
My mama gave me to adoption, cuz I was too stressful/
To keep me was not an option, what a fucking asshole/
Elected and selected, childhood was like an electric chai
Then got rejected, why should I fucking care?/
Well I found a family, that didn’t gave me to the adoption cente
They were in Tennessee, a crossing,/
it was the only damn option for me to have a/
A nice life, I’m a menace see?/
So I didn’t know what agony, would set this free/
Every day punched in the ugly belly/
Fucked up, for things I couldn’t handle, he?/
Not cocked just wanna go away, from these menaces, deem/
To kill myself, chill down I tell/
A crown just fell, deep inside the clouds/
Ma mama and ma father shouts/
It charges harder, but just don’t bothe
Be loud, the problems make ya stronge
But then it all fades away/
I just destruct myself, think of killing myself/
Filling coke, I just tell, how disturbed I felt, man/
And feel now, deep clouds coming out/
Shady, like I was back then/
Called out crazy, then end them/
Lazy, cuz I didn’t drugged myself daily/
Well I fucked myself daily/
That’s the reason, why no lady wanna help me/
I was mad at them, cuz they couldn’t save me/
Ran at an club with a knife, fucked for my life/
Went shortly out, it was so corny like I/
Was drunk and high and a dumb line of coke was involved/
She stuttered and cried, cuz I toke 9 lines, felt better than/
Life, stabbed her twice, like in a damn freak show/
She screamed loud, I punched (Shut your damn mouth!)
In this moment, it seemed out, like, fuck it’s all round/
Motherfucker’s around, I’m an Idiot/
No release like I slammed her at a bridge/
Now I stand there like this/
Damn I am pissed/
Theres no excuse mo for this, pitch/
Now the clouds are finally gone/
The Godfather, move like this Tom Sawyer, don’t bother too tight, a haunt for ya/
Gun shots right to his shoulder, a dumb farmer, cops wanna/
That I go outa my car, go mama, should a dude like me/
Who choose Ideas with no drama, should be sued by police/
See trough these seats, being tortured by low waterboarding/
Go trough his D.N.A, see him day by day/
Take way to much MDA and MDMA/
Next see me pay for coke and ecstasy/
Hennessy, it’s destiny fucking majesty/
Actually it’s the same we’re okay/
See today, I lost myself/
It’s only the damn Y.M.C.A/
Burn Churches, earn murderous curses, but you know it’s all worthless/
Wanna see me turn shirtless, go to a jerk circle or hear a god damn verse case/
Everything will turn grey and it deems, that you see me on the streets, hey/
You notice that you take cocaine and went sent raped to a slaughte
You’ve been tortured on every corner, there’s a door o
A corridor plus add a fucked up drug addict/
Fuck habits, you need to follow the white rabbit/
It seems underneath, there’s a rubbed, blood-infused carpet/
The corridor’s full of crap, rats and traps, it’s rushed/
With thug magic, clocks banging, the slaughter comes/
His shot gun and his Glocks hanging/
„You don’t need to do that!“ „But I can it“/
His daughter packs your head with a god damn canon/
His father shaves you dead, you see black, red and a violet carpet/
But you ain’t dead instead, you see them laughing at your cracked/
Abandoned scattered body parts/
Mix cyanide with white, with no license, I rewind timeless/
Classics, tired why? Ya’ll get an ass kick to the Matrix/
I remind, that I was full of panic, cuz of this madness/
By the second time, I went schizophrenic, it’s epic/
At the third time, I try a bite of magic mushrooms (fuck damn it)/
I arrive to higher minds, so I can die alright, an addict banging/
Whores, till they drive insane to dryer life, rambling through pleasuring/
Liar grounds, till they lie around and are dying out, a habit of letting/
Violence try around with kids, so it can press the average menace/
Into madness, I allow myself to introduce you to the real world/
Call me god or you all fall three blocks, I mean it seriously/
All these cops try to poorly upset me off into prison/
Listen, while I’m in the Park hanging with hot women/
You pissing cock is just jacking off to your own sibling/
While I’m bars rapping, you just shut up, that’s my god damn wisdom/
Or it goes with a lot of shots from this Winston, like this Hannibal or is it this/
Charles Manson, are you safe up in Prison with that fucked up cannibalistic Prick?/
Cars, Action, drifting in a large mansion is this Gods answer or is this/
A jaw cracking incident, motherfuckers listening/
All passion into this crime, not innocent, so why should I give a cent/
To these cop slashing niggas then, I don’t give a damn track bout them/
It’s unsetting, dip that in, try and not mention it, is it that hard?/
One shot, time stops, he’s bleeding, crawling, paranoid, android/
Call him Steven Hawking, peeling on his head, throw it at the carpet/
Now you never see him walking ever again, this wanna be Steven Hawking
This was just a little corny story, in the middle morning I gon’ tell more, don’t worry/
It was a little boring introduction to my world, ooh, why you’re screaming, my fist is bluffing/
Didn’t heard? Do I need to kick buckets or are you fucking turned? See It’s my urge that you have fun/
Rum with Tablets, it isn’t madness, motherfucking Faggots do it everywhere, I also had it/
Now you’re only a rumbling, tumbling doll of flesh, wrap, dead rape her, till her fucking breast/
Is plumping down her legs, man, I’m glad back, throw her dead visage in the packed garage/
Damn I’m dark, run over her with ma car, not sober, it’s not over, oh my god/
God’s dead, I shot in his head, with a shotgun instead of an Colt or an AK, no revenge, mam, thanks, man/
I go barehanded, fuck knife like stars of the YNC/
Thug life, I’m a masterclass rhyme MC, with a dark memory/
Death isn’t the penalty, then when, I would definitely be laying back on the street/
Put me in a mental hospital, I’m so gentle confident, back from release/
Don’t text me or speak, I preach my own peace, a piece of bones, see?/
That’s the only note I reveal, so shut off or you go packed in my lunchbox/
With overdosed hoes, this is not, where the fun stops, this is where the cum comes/
At the cocked crotch from central cee, between my mental health it’ s so empty see?/
Doin’ ecstasy, radically, LSD, Hennessy, easily it’s my penalty, later me’s sleeping/
On all the corpses I killed, on all the forces I build, on all the distortions I could break/
Doin’ my job as a taxi driver, on these messy tires, I see daily many liars/
Who try to don’t be petty bitters, but cash just blinds us, I see/
Nasty minors, who sell their body for some penny’s I’da try/
And don’t be a pessimistic writer, but this is the reality, let’s rewind us/
To the time up, I was a mindfucked, social worke
Put a potion Valium worth a million to mild children/
Then they move like stop motion, further with no distortion, building/
Them to machines, with no emotions, a sea and an ocean/
Couldn’t clean these evil distortions, easily worse abortion/
At home my mom’s there, she can’t live alone, cuz of more chromosomes/
Seeing TV, she sees me, asks: „How was it?“/
Out of it, I try to explain, she remains silent asks: „Why you complain?“/
Mom, don’t blame, day by day I’m feeling ashamed, see these people grey/
I say: „Bye, mom!“, then it all fades away, now I’m here/
In L.A, with a Taxi day by day, see these maniacs day by day/
Thinking what could it be, when I stayed the same day by day/
Put a gun onto your forehead, blow it go back, dope at/
Jennifer Lopez, a predator, but before bed, I had sex with your corpse back/
Then choke at the janitor, who stole crack, go packed with gold round my neck/
At the door, show’s back, you can’t kill me I was born dead, throw tec, so mad/
Shoot at hoes and editors, they’re so ass small like Lanniste
They’re only competitors for the smoke and predator, even the pope recognize me/
Cuz I chocked, cracked and wrapped him and then fed the poor, with bread full of wet cement/
Even the president remembers me, cuz I was attacking him daily, throw twenty babies/
Scream „Allah Akbar“ at the party, motherfucker, pop a pill then kill the police/
Then the whole NYPD in one release, fill till I bomb the whole city, (shit did it)/
Then I take the chain saw, give Hannibal Lecter a cannibal lecture, then brains fall/
All over the screen, you can scream, but it’s too kafkaesk, fuck the rest of this ass/
Sado Maso Rap, they just suck at best, what do you think, I’ve a fucked relapse?/
Yes, I had, mad, not your special guest, peer pressure down your ass/
The cloud’s dead over those, call it Heath Ledger, I beat rappers alphabetical, it’s a mean hange
It never ever seems better, but he’s at the top, screaming with real measure/
11.06 per line
Kick a bat, then choke down the slick cigarette/
Then spit it back, to you quitter ass and your Pinterest friends/
Don’t give a cent, my silhouette is picking them/
Is shitting them, is mixing Molly and/
Sips a bag crack and when they scream: „Shit, what’s that?“
Just say did I ask, kick your quitter ass back to the middle west/
Pick a guest, then I go to your nipple flesh, tickle that/
Slick a bread, then the cigarette falls to the pick up left/
Mister Bad kicks tha TEC, with a snap/
Never relapse or better be back, with bigger cash, come with me!/
Kiss ma ass, I’ma blow up like ken park, that sicko’s back/
I don’t show up, my friend calls, he’s really mad/
You greedy ass, didn’t need to kill the family/
Oh majesty, I’m a nice being man, but I can go really anxious/
Back then the TV went crazy, after the daily mass shooting in the cathedral/
But a needle fix’s it, pop the praline, what can I say, I’m just a ghost in a shell/
Between hoax and truth, there’s nowhere to tell, I’m only a small beetle/
But I can be a Star prior, my hair is on fire, Lennon, Cartney, can’t wait to retire/
Explosive Jihadist, a bit retarded, but fuck it, I’m with passion/
Fuck gravity, it’s only the inception, never give up,(Rick Astley)/
Better think of killing yourself (be big as they) in the spotlight, one mic, chilling in hotel/
From dusk till dawn, the guns are drawn, fuck the law, I got the claw/
Shot and saw, how he stutters, moans, then bust it all, over floo
A nightmare in halloween, right there’s the gasoline, burn MC’s/
Turn a sea into a blood realm, like kill bill/
Fight till we are gonna be enemies, no fantasy/
I’m the devil, nasty ecstasy, got me through it radically/
Better leave, or me’s gonna ram heavy metal/
Through your shattered knees, my system’s down/
I’d miss him now, but my fist is out, it is out/
First victim, was a pissing clown, I turned him in/
To a whipping hound, everything else was burned liquid/
With around second victim was just dripping down/
I couldn’t slit him down, what shall I do with him now, bitten out/
His wistful pounds of eyes, let’s kick a round (why?)/
Then his wrist and roundhead, do I bore you now, how?/
It’s around, a bit so loud, then I kicked him out/
Barking, starving, now you know what’s gonna happen with you now/
(Shoutout to EM), I’m to real, to pay and take a bit of tha vaccine/
But I’d keep scream for lean like rage against tha machine/
Ritalin, take the rest I’m a fiend, cold demon/
For no reason, I keep screaming, but nobody’s hearing/
Nose piercing, clean earring, a fiend fearing/
The police, but no panic, I’m Batman, with Magic Mush and Xanax/
Rapid, I slash them, choke with mo plastic than Kim Kardashian/
Tragic, like Manson, but I’m still mo bombastic, than an Afghan/
A package of crack in the back van, schizophrenic and desperate/
What’s my message at man, the message, don’t do crack, man/
An addict, slash an, panic bringer like tha clan then/
Climatic, banned and classic, like tha fuckin’ west then/
My eyes are blurred out, got that beetlebum/
Fight for my parklife, burned out, onto being busted away/
I try to write, but it turns out, after Song 2, I’m feeling numb/
Reading off the script, beat a cop, need a coffee and a TV/
They type bite, to earn loud our respect, wannabe Gotti, hehe/
Write, write, there purged sound is like mine, perplexed/
But still why, try, mock me and my CD, let’s see/
Who sells three times easily more copies after release/
Cocky, my knees bleed, but I’m taking this/
For forty of these fucked up braindead kids, who think they’re life is just a safe less miss/
Due to my wife, who is missed, this angel shit hits, locked off, dude do a mayhem, bitch/
It ain’t a risk, dude, try, got off, make a diss, then piss on this god/
Who thinks a thug can’t safe a chick, highlight this/
Boom take that risk, dawg, ask why I’d pick this shit miserable life/
Ooh, I just like this braindead shit, cuz I’m breaking this/
And everyone, anyone, so I’m taking this/
Break tha barrier, then marry a lady, ahh, don’t think I’m crazie
Go think fo yo Area 51,bury a body, in ma territorial/
I’d come, go soon to his burial with cult leaders and coke dealers/
Make, take gold Midas, Judas, go through as pope/
Toke coke then I do Jonestown, sold out, no mind reade
But a sight see ah and a Volkswagen, yo I’d go Bin Laden/
Those bros both been nodding for a week, borders release/
Keep these G’s or we make yo daughter fall asleep/
Deep cuts in my guts, need time off, bite off the Adams apple/
But God sucks, got that canon to handle, bust off/
Us nuts, fuck off, no interruption/
Destruction is the option, ends with concussion/
Busting, bend and popping, cocking again to Theseus/
We need us, thus we’d grow alone like these fetus/
Blow, no release, book the holy/
So we’d see us Mesias/
Parties, rave again on my Harley Davidson, sometimes AIDS a friend/
May call me cray again, horny, rape again, In my flight, basement again/
Inner piece, gainst’ my sinner enemies a.k.a whack MCs/
Where there best release’s a dead EP, got COPD/
Dealt, throw these weed blunts, it keeps fun, craving fo crystal/
Wes Craven nightmare, right there’s the pistol/
Baking, taking, I’m paired with missiles/
My tight mission is to befrei women with terrorism/
Parking with the BMW, see banned Gs starving in distance/
Wishing for their fantasy fiction, now in the packed alley with em/
Robbing, bombing my new edition, right blew the prisons kitchen/
Don’t be bitching, I keep reality with em/
Gunnin’ yo quarters to yo bum head, summon monsters like Lovecraft/
Come in it doesn’t cost ya, be real partners, ask god man right? Let’s spot man/
With small cottages, confident rebellion/
Call cops again, prepare gun/
I’m back from coffin, with TEC and complete London/
Snipe, pack pockets, beat strangers, caretakers/
Gotta beat these white boys, right choice like Tom MacDonald/
Dears, hear’s my voice, I choose, Zeus, Bruce, bump a vortex up/
My godlike fortress, you’re dead, nor cap, neck in the noose/
Whose the best gainst’ the soviets, get got it/
Mass monstrous, badass ain’t gains conscience/
Take, rape, no colon, go all in, fight like Parkinson, gun, come/
Dot com, none comma, bomb another summe
Brother I gotta, don’t cry momma, gon’ buy nother’/
Call me Columbine shot, ya, Osama shut up, bruh or me’s/
Choke, bite off ya neck, no respect, yo/
Don’t go yo perplexed, yo, that’s rap, yo/
Relax, go breath fresh air, so we won’t beef, that’s fair?/
Everyone hates me, stigmatize every little line/
Don’t take me serious, won’t sympathize, cuz of the bitch I’m like/
That I serve no purpose, I disturb the church and turn for the worthless/
It’s like a jerk circle, yo won’t come out, so yo won’t gon’ shout/
Your urge for the servants, blow, even if they won’t allow/
Burst their surface, beat em, go so loud, murdering, kill, till they surrende
Go stack ya, furthering, your letter to America/
They say, my music is horrific shit, what can I say, I got that politic, Tic/
It ain’t newish that this is for these false bitching kids/
Who would blew this all for pimping bitches or sniffing coke with no interest/
Thanks to bitch ass parents, who destroy the thing that, they love/
Say may sound way off topic, but what if something you enjoy/
And keeps you alive gets raid off your hands, yeah that’s bad/
Next day you can’t sleep, can’t get outta bed, think about suicide, the room is tight/
That’s fact, you release evil, even if the rules deny, lay relapse/
That’s fucked up, so I won’t shut up, till yo bastards, get the answers/
9 to 5, you won’t age, don’t be to late, I got the aggression of these motherfucking two dogs caged/
I am lined in this game, say my name, my impression is that you won’t change/
Buy and bite this chain, you don’t got too much to pay, only the pain of dudes depression, you got days/
They may be crashing, remained brains, why you fail, to leave the mansion, bro you got ways/
Get your fat ass out of this rap shit, it is not to late, it gets drastic, bro you got ways/
You ain’t god, this is not Beyonce, this is basically the worst shit, since the world trade/
Now the question is:
I raid the page from your petty rapers/
20 days later, the blood infects/
My eyes get black, plenty ways of destruction/
My stuff’s like a concussion, it keeps you quite down, my hound/
Mofucka’s dying, cuz of the street or overdose/
I’m lying, cuz these gods see me as over those/
I did Tupac, and trade, Biggie, and AIDS/
New thugs say, damn is he cray/
Fucker, Cop shooter, got numerous super stars/
In my basement, that’s that statement, you are/
Crashed in that car, where’s your face men/
Take that with humor, dawg/
Nuke a city, is it pretty, I’m patient/
I like agony, panicky screaming/
At that top of my alive lungs/
I need a shot gun, right Pun/
See these run, I clutch, my crotch/
CD’s, blunts, bleeding locked/
Please leave me, I’m done/
And than the bomb explodes/
Life goal
And I got bombs in my palms, right, broad/
I might got to crash the trade, when I fucking escalate/
Second day high school, ejaculate and I was high, ooh/
Escalade, that’s my life choose, why you try to/
Get me off, ooh, you blind you/
Ask the god, he’s just like you/
Now his head hanged off, so rewind to/
The day I wanted to be Manson, is your mind blew/
I dream of fashion and compassion, scream for a big ass mansion/
But I can’t comprehend that, there are plenty corpses under my bed/
Can’t force them to get back, I actually got no problems I’m just sad/
But everything awesome, I just need a needle and a glass/
(What’s your life goal) To become the biggest psycho/
You can’t end it, why so, get the next menace on yours wife phone/
I don’t think of hope, I’m an misanthrope/
Just shut up, when I fucking slit yo throat, oh/
(What’s with your family) Fucked travesty/
Actually fuck fame, the redroom is shinning, there’s another life here/
I just grew in time in with a father that didn’t like me/
I’m not suicidal, I just don’t got an Idea/
To what to do, me’s crying with my pills, I mean/
Drugs fucked up, kills my will to get a life, see/
But likely, it’s my psyche, think that I just unalive myself with cyanide, see?/
That’s my life goal/
Hey, remember me, I relapsed from these motherfucking Sedatives/
But back with a brand new EP, three weeks passed from the last release/
And I’m sober like a Tool track, who’s back/
Slap Winona Ryder, with a broom and/
She screams like a Duet or Duvet, (boah) I’m a wild cobra bite
Sniff air, while Coka piper, I’m no more nicer, to crack-bitches/
Had have no interest, smoke dope with imaginary friends then/
For instance with Lincoln in the cemetery, it’s back/
Cops want the pisstest, but I’d shot zig zag, cuz I’m not in that/
Instead shock Amis fussy, what do you want from me/
Money aka the devils lunch meal, the channels love me/
For the terrorists son breed, funny?/
Yeah, coming out loud like Pompeji, blow up like Chris Cornell/
In this hotel, it goes well, now down town, I’m drowned, walker it’s okay/
I take these blunts, my engaging gun to shake G’s on/
I rape for fun, I’m like K Dot, but/
I got my influence from Nine Inch Nails and Naked Lunch/
My wife is baked next to the angel dust/
I’m half awake and this bitch hurts to much like paper cuts/
I’m shaking thus, I ain’t stop, till I get bigger than the mayor got/
Yeah, the player God, make ya suck cock for a stupid spot/
The musics off, cuz drug abuse and cops are fools/
Boom it knocks with shots from the thug for the youth/
Nor the truth, I still gon’ refuse your number like a jew/
Thunder I knew, ignore the Zeus, he still needs to pay his dues, hey/
Bomber jacket, fuck the planet, that’s the new wave/
Don’t got an motherfucking plan and, just Xanax and Kool Aid/
It’s too late, Doomsday, my suit, hey, is still holy like an Afghan/
Here’s the Trash can for today/
So, first things first, I write my verse on Autopilot/
Then Burst a church, like the white clan, I got the license/
Murder purge with a tight motorcycle/
Chase Barbara Streisand, I promise, I kill ya’ll with kindness/
All remind this, I’m the best MC, you can’t get this/
The next release’s coming, it gets massive/
My tracks like Leprosy, you can’t stand, bitch/
I’m passive, right my penalty would be that I can’t rap shit/
The DEA sees me with haze, taking MDA or MDMA/
He, he, hey, while I slam beat damn fakes/
Fucker, Anthony’s over, I just smoke petty smokers/
Like Marijuana on a stoner, at the time relatively sobe
And the big three is relatively over, cuz it’s only me Big BIG/
I have PTSD and Drake has AIDS and HIV, ahh/
Remember Ex/Pornstar and I can tell X Pornstar that you ass called, ahh/
Now your son’s a sad mourner, cuz you had no prevention, but a blue pill, ahh/
Who kills your Jackson 5 hype, cuz like everyone was better at your prime, ahh/
Overshadowed by a clone of a clone, ahh/
Eyo and yes it is correct, I am a criminal
Perhaps, no cap my van is full off chemicals
But my fans are like a drop dead overdose, quite minimal
God, I guess I am back like Tom MacDonald on the subliminal
Mimic filled with circumorbital rings, because of Morphin and Gin
And I’m like Jack Kevorkians twin as you see me with often absinthe
Good Morning I’m in, moaning cuz it’s
To boring to think, how to solve my problems with binge drinking
I move demonic within the chronic Porsche like Clint Eastwood
My logic is this, I hope my life becomes a comic with this brief cook
I’m iconic, this is no feel good nor beat hook, I just wanna deal coke and beat hoes
I move Schizo due to these blows, my eyes are only beer, shows
Completely detox, me’s free blocks with three Glocks
He shots, then he’s off from beating these cops, free money shots
Mollys drop, call me god, he’s on the knock out
He drops loud, bombs blaow, he’s gone now
My eyes on the long south, pistols like Raekwon
Like I shot out missiles with Napalm, try slice permissions with fake songs
My lines gon’ pow like I go smoke crystal and haze on, fucker
Bullet proof vest, Pull it who’s back, Full sniff, do crack
Pitbulls with rabies, bitches and daisy nugget
Fuck it like Hailie and MGK, I’m dead, crazy, got it
My pockets wide with shady profit, bitch make me fuck it
I’m off kicked like bits from a daily gun click

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• Welcome to your 1st member's only exclusive vlog. She's gonna record random stuff because members =$$. We should feel blessed.
  
• There's just gonna be a mishmash of stuff put together throughout the week. (I see the Kween is putting even less effort into this than usual.) Her goal is one per week. (Fucking yay. Not bad enough me and Scribbles have to deal with the boring ass livestream. I must have been a horrible person in my past life.)
  
• We're doing a grocery haul (ooo so excite!!) She went just to buy coffee and cream but she can't go into a grocery store and buy just what's on her list. So she's super excited because Cabot pepper jack cracker cuts. (What? She's acting like this is brand new manna from heaven. It's just cheap cheese. So basic, our skinny Kween.)
  
• And she has to be gross about it because dignity? What's that? "How can you get more pepper jack cheese into your hole with the least amount of effort?"
  
• She also bought giant pepperonis. Teehee. She makes pepperoni-cheese melts with them in the microwave.
  
• She bought Cameron's vanilla hazelnut coffee. That's it, that's all I wanted to say. Segue into Cringey sitting in front of the couch. (Shes getting fancy with her camera work, y'all.)
  
• A couple of members asked why she took down two videos. It's because she clearly did not convey the message she tried to convey. She (mockingly) says: they said it takes years to heal! You can't just heal yourself in a day! You're full of shit, you just can't tell ppl you're instantly healed! That's not what I was saying!!!! But that's what ppl heard so I don't want that out there in the universe so I took it down. She is now cringeysplaining how us plebs just don't understand and we didn't get the wisdom she was trying to impart. It wasn't her, it was us. We're just stupid and she's so enlightened, she's miles above us. The point is that you can change the way you view yourself and the way you view the world around you. She believes the way we view ourselves is a choice. She chose a version of herself coming from a place of love and joy and growth and strength. Not the version of herself that was coming from desperation and pain and fear and all that shit. (Um, cringey, honey, you need to be viewing yourself as a mean spirited, unempathetic, grifting, dv, banshee bitch and work on fixing that and coming to terms with the fact you're a total pos human before you put on those glass slippers and turn yourself into a pumpkin. Just saying.)
  
• Much proselytizing about how awakened and healed and marvelous and guru and witchy and wonderful she now is. Maybe she was too preachy, she didn't get it across so she considers it a minor failure on her part but not really because she doesn't consider herself a failure anymore. (what? This is what happens when you get high off of sniffing your own farts.)
  
• Also my hair is amazing and I'm gonna look up updos and start wearing it up. I'm gonna be looking cute for the summer. My goal is to publish one member's vlog a week because I totally appreciate you! Look at Morty!! Isn't he cute!! Gotta take them to the vet. Talking really fast about fleas and ticks.
  
• Segue into a new scene. She's in her bedroom. It's Friday and she's getting ready. She's wearing a dress she thinks is too big. (It's not) but she loves wearing it around the house like a dressing gown. She's putting on sunscreen. Teehee. The color of the day today is PURPLE!! PURPLE!!!! This is the color of her new dress!!! The spirits are shining down upon her efforts to go get herself some random penis on gutter fun night. "I'm going out there in all my purple fucking majesty." Wait til you see my dress, it's fantastic! Agonizing over her eye shadow color. Using a gold one from her palette that she hates.
  
• Her eye shadow looks horrible. She loves it. She loves the dress. She's so happy. Thanks for getting ready with her.
  
• Segue to her living room in dim light. She watched the eclipse and it was amazing. (Her eye shadow is fucking terrifying. wtactualf has she done to her eyelids??) "Does it make me look like I have jaundice? Maybe. Do I give a fuck? -points at the camera super aggressively- No!" (Why is she always such a remarkable cunt? Why does Ms. I'm So Cured always have to be so fucking defensive? Doesn't seem very cured to me. Just saying.)
  
• She had a great time Friday night. She went to Oak Lawn (is that a funeral home?) and even got pulled out on the dance floor to do the twist. teehee. It was so fun and she even got complimented on her new dress twice. It was awesome. She's gonna stay home this weekend. She's feeling introverted.
  
• So yesterday, on Sunday, she had a moment of sadness. She dealt with it really well. She's able to handle it so much better. She's cured, y'all. She doesn't spiral anymore. It's a major milestone. Bye now, see ya. Fuck off.
  

When I first got Morgana (~2.5 years old) about 18months ago, my other cat (Oxana, 4 years old) was not happy(!)
In terms of behavior, Morgana was just a textbook example of perfect cat social skills. Oxana was less skilled and very much a bully; she had previously been great with neighborhood cats, so I was surprised by this.
I eventually figured out it was a resource thing for Oxana and did lots to convince her that Morgana was not a threat. Oxana is now so much better and I'd almost call them friends. Almost. They're at a stage where they can both hang out on my lap without Oxy aggressively bopping her, lots of walking by and sniffing each other, there have been a few moments where I feel like Oxana has gone to groom Morgana but then changed her mind at the last second. Oxana does play-chase Morgana, but I feel like 80% of the time it's dominance play (she never let's Morgana chase her).
It's not a perfect situation, but I'm still really happy with their progress, even if it is slow. Ideally I'd like them to be better buddies, but I'm wondering, is this the best I can hope for? I'm confident all my cats are happy, so it's not a huge issue, but just wondering if anyone has gone through a similar situation and has advice for getting them up to buddy level?
Some of the things I've done:

• Three seperate feeding stations (including seperate dry food dispensers which are on a timer)
• x5 litter boxes around the house
• x4 water bowls around the house
• x3 feliway plug-in around the house
• scent swapping via chin/face scritches
• just generally giving them lots of fuss and playtime, individually and together.

Cheers!

Hi all! With the new 4.2 update are the new units beneficial for kairos? I heard a lot about changebringers being OP and how they are used like exalted flamers on crack to snipe SEM, lords and LL.
But when I am using it against Oxy and teclis he always get shot down before he reaches teclis and kairos/lord of change with bound spells can do more damage kill per gold than the changebringer. I use it to snipe eagle bolt throwers and they do ok but feels kind of overkill
I am Probably using them wrong or they could maybe be better in changeling’s campaign but just wondering what are Everyone’s experience with the new 4.2 and how do I use the change bringer, exalted hero and centigors better?
Thanks all for the help!

Hello, first time ever post, made an account for this. I'm just a little scared of some interesting patterns I'm seeing in the surgeon care provider I got. I am 25M, 6", 250lb's, 1/2 German 1/2 Native American. I'm only on pain meds currently for this & zero Alcohol, Nicotine (Quit early December), or Recreational Drugs. Please understand I'm typing all of this with one hand.
So, long story short, grease fire, flammable floor, handled quickly & well. But right hand has Full-Thickness burn, along with 2nd Degree along wrist & stomach, but the 2nd-degree is all handled & healed by the time of posting with bacitracin. Anyhow, I went to E.R. when I noticed the white appearing on my hand after 20 mins of home remedies, realizing this was 3rd-Degree. After my visit they sent me home saying it just needs antibiotic ointment & hibiclens, Tylenol & Ibuprofen for pain, & cleaned/redressed twice a day. (Thank god for my fiance's help.). Also I was very lucky to get a surgeon to agree to help in my small town, rather than go a few states over to a burn clinic, but he's an interesting guy.. That was on Jan 11th, here is a link to the photo taken right before walking in to E.R.: https://imgur.com/a/qICfYYk
Also I poked a hole in the swelling of the burn immediately afterwards as an instinct after how quickly, big & fully it swelled up. I felt my hand was going to burst. However the skin practically fell off from the damage while I applied Aloe Vera.
Jan 15th comes around, between the E.R. visit & this 1st clinic appointment I've been in terrible, barely tolerable pain. I'm worried about costs & taking what I thought was the max dose of Tylenol & Ibuprofen in between each other. Anyways I get checked in & brought back by a nurse where she gets me in the system with the typical questioning, & she undresses my wound & after a couple minutes I meet the guy. He puts me on bacitracin rather than the antibiotic ointment, awesome, & after looking at it just says it should be fine with dressing it, & to add vaseline to moisturize it & to keep it clean & see how it heals. That was about 2 minutes of him asking the same questions as the nurse & looking at it, & he's done. I had to stop him halfway out the door to ask for pain medication, where he just said "alright" but with barely slowing down and barely acknowledging me at all, back facing me as he continued out the door. No big deal, super busy guy with super busy work. I recieved 5mg Hydrocodone/325mg Acetaminophen every 6 hours. It worked for about 5 days before I added Tylenol & Ibuprofen to help.
Anyways, 2nd clinic appointment, Jan 19th, the pain has become pretty much unbearable, with scabbing & trying to keep it comfortable, I've become bedridden with two positions that eliminate 60%-80% of the pain when meds are at full capacity. Anyways normal visit, but he comes into the room, asks me how I'm doing, & is out of there quickly. Luckily rather than increase my Hydrocodone dose I was put on Oxy. Back to the med working for almost 5 days before being left with it only helping for 3 hours.
This continued, I begun seeing him once a week, 3rd appointment, Jan 30th, with him was in a "Wound Care" unit. Wonderful nurse who explained I can take more than I thought of Ibuprofen (This saved my life) & they even took pictures. However my hand has begun to become a wavy mountain of dead skin that looked like beige leather but had very little drainage & more pale than my normal tone, with a wall of dead skin around the wound & miscellaneous small bumps that would grow & were incredibly sensitive to touch, like a stinging pain while cleaning it. But it was slightly soft & the "waves" were where my hand used to have natural concave creases, would tear & adhere to itself, just to tear again & again so painfully. (No photo available unfortunately, I avoided looking at it & can't access the hospitals photo online.)
Sorry for the long intro, I think I've been needing a vent, this is where his behavior doubled down though & begun to become more alerting.
So during the 3rd appointment, in wound care, he offered me surgery for an integra wrap that Friday, February 2nd. (The organic wrap that they put on before a skin graft) As I was just figuring out insurance stuff, I panicked a little and asked if we could wait until I get accepted on insurance (it was any day now at this point). This visibly bothered him and he stated aggressively that if it gets infected, we'd have to do it right away and left the room pretty quickly without another word. The nurse and I chatted and she said she completely understands, because you never know. She redressed the wound and he came in to give me an appointment for a checkup that Tuesday. I stated that I needed a doctor's note for the insurance, he said I need to walk to the other side of the hospital to a different unit for that. Upon leaving and scheduling my Tuesday check up, the nurse awkwardly stated how weird it was that she wasn't writing the doctor's note. She said she usually does. Anyhow, I got to the separate clinic, my hand throbbing in pain, I asked the nurse working the front desk if she can give me a doctor's note and that I was sent here. She was visibly confused and a little frustrated and had no idea what I was talking about. I had to hold up the line and upon receiving the doctor's note, you could tell it was made from scratch on some sort of document app. Anyhow, that Wednesday, Jan 31st I decided to go ahead with the surgery anyways and called to get it scheduled. They called back at 4:15 PM Friday, Feb 2nd and the next surgery he could give me was Feb 8th. I also canceled my Tuesday check up during this call.
One week later, I show up at 6:30 AM for surgery. The surgery was scheduled for 7:00 AM. Upon arrival, I was greeted with amazing staff, nurses, and a second surgeon who kept joking with me and explained very well the procedure and asked if I had any questions. He left, it was 6:51 and I'm just waiting now. This waiting continued until 7:06, when my surgeon care provider came into my room incredibly care free and wearing jeans, a t-shirt, his eyes were red like he had just woken up, and his keys in hand. He seemed to still be holding a grudge from the last appointment where I said no to the surgery, or maybe they didn't get the memo to cancel my Tuesday appointment. When asking questions about the surgery, he stated that he wasn't sure what he would do yet and that he would talk about it after, he didn't and he kept trying to be incredibly pessimistic, stating it would be an 8-9 month healing process no matter what. I stated hopeful thoughts and he remained silent and walked out.
I came out of surgery and had a nice cast on, this was a life saver, I was processed out, surrounded by amazing nurses and staff. I got home and crashed and ever since have been sleeping wonderfully with the cast keeping my hand still. On Feb 12th I had a redressing/check up, it was at this appointment, I hit him with positivity because I understand how hard this line of work can be, he seemed to really appreciate it. Then on Feb 15th I had another redressing with just the nurses, I was there for 2 hours as they had forgotten to give me an appointment and lost my prescription for pain meds (just some sick receptionist who had a bad day).
Anyways, I was home before I knew it and it wasn't until today, Feb 20th I was able to get the integra wrap removed. It was a normal appointment and when he walked in, I stated I've had little pain and I've been feeling more confident, he said that's good and even laughed at a nurses joke. I went on to ask him if he ever saw himself doing this one day, he chuckled and said "no." This is when he grabbed some scissors to remove the stitches, that were absorbable sutures. However, he only cut the top 2 nearest my pinky, (see photo below to see how large of a wound and how many sutures there were) and he grabbed what little of the integra that he could and began just pulling it upwards, causing me extreme pain (and I have a really high pain tolerance). I recoil in shock that this man is genuinely pulling this off me right now, after only snipping 2 of the sutures and the sutures are deep. At times, I could feel them get stuck and at very rare times they came out easy, but this was incredibly painful and didn't seem professional at all. If the nurse came near, as she was grabbing materials for the dressing, he would begin to use the scissors and remove the stitches that way, but was quickly back to ripping it out. There is no way my skin wasn't pulled at least an inch off my hand while he was doing all of this. He did my thumb which had its own wrap and luckily came off easily, however while doing my pinky, he couldn't snip 1 of the sutures and on his 4th try, he cut deep and I instantly began losing a lot of blood. He began to try to cover it with a pillow my hand was on and after that wouldn't work, he tried using pressure on the wound with a gauze pad after 1 minute and it still wouldn't stop bleeding, he asked the nurse for something and ripped open a big pack of single sided, gray q-tips? I'm not sure what this was, it was a pack of multiple of them and on the pack it said something that ended in "one", and he only used 1. The bleeding stopped and the wound was covered in what looked to be charcoal. After googling this stuff, it looked like Silver Nitrate Swabs?? I don't know the specifics though. He just quietly used it & never mentioned anything about it. I hope it's safe to leave on overnight. I felt rushed during this procedure, I'm hoping he just needs more practice, but it feels scary this is the only surgeon in my area who will work on a burn. While he was ripping it out and I was in shock, I made a few comments that the stitches didn't feel like they dissolved even a little. He said they should've in a week. The surgery was 12 days ago though and he told me to take the rest out on my own. Is that normal? Photo reference: https://imgur.com/a/pBlNBlS
I'm honestly just scared to go back because of my concerned comment about the stitches, I feel as though that's enough grounds for him to possibly target me and cause me more pain. He also stated I should bring my cast from the original surgery back to the skin graft I have scheduled around March 1st, is that normal?
Sorry this was long, I just want a professional opinion telling me that how he removed it was by the books and just forgot to warn me (and just needs more practice), or let me know that these patterns and fears of mine are justified. Also, do you think I should try another hospital and see if I can find another surgeon for the skin graft? Or just tough out my last couple appointments? Thank you.
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TLDR: Got a 3rd degree burn and my surgeon care provider has been pretty rude, rushed, inconsiderate, and dangerous. Just looking for advice only last big paragraph is mostly relevant.

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Overview
After years of internal debate, and struggles with weight since elementary school, the time has finally come. This is written to enable me to remember how this new and healthy chapter of my life gets going. I expect the decision to get a Gastric Sleeve and the resulting lifestyle changes to be as significant as getting married, buying my first house, or having children.
I had my Gastric Sleeve done at Swedish (now Providence) in Seattle on Feb 2. This date and location were chosen so I could use the Einstein robotic assist version of the surgery, which has better outcomes in terms of recovery times.
Timing wise, the beginning of the year made the most sense both for my schedule flexibility and financial reasons. At an out-of-pocket cost of ~$6000 this maxes my health insurance deductibles and out-of-pocket maximums for the year. Payment in full was made a day before surgery using a pretax HSA account, which got me 10% off. Planning ahead and paying pre-tax was a huge savings over using "normal" money.
Having this procedure is something I've been open about with family, friends, and co-workers. I've experienced universal support. At least 4 people at my workplace have also done this, all with varying degrees of success, and the only regret was "Why did I wait so long?".
My background: 50yrs old male, current weight around 300lbs, but otherwise healthy and fairly active. I've been overweight since elementary school and have been stable between 280lb and 310lbs for about a decade. Some prior orthopedic surgeries on knee and ankles that are (probably) unrelated to my weight drove my weight as high as 340lbs but came back down once I was again able to walk. Slightly high metabolic numbers (BP, HDL, Triglycerides, etc) are treated using low doses Lipitor and Micardis. No diabetic or other significant metabolic conditions. Never smoked, near zero alcohol consumption. I did use Ozempic for a year, and while I had no side effects, weight loss quickly stalled.
The Low Carb / Liver Shrinking Diet (T-2 Weeks)
At T-2 Weeks the program calls for an extreme low carb "Liver Shrinking" diet. The first few days of this were a challenge, as I misread the instructions and tried to say under 800 calories at the same time. During this two week period my diet was mostly eggs, bacon, meats, various greens, pre-made protein shakes, some unsweetened Icelandic and Greek yogurts, and spicy chicken sausages. Quite a bit of high-end eating out was done, and I ordered keto style meals, or asked to substitute away carbs. My "final" meal on this program was at a local steakhouse where I had Deviled Egg appetizer, with a main course of Japanese A5 Wagyu beef in a fancy preparation, and some Maine lobster tail.
Three to four days into the Liver Shrinking diet my knees and ankles unexpectedly started to feel better. They went from "not really sore" to "huh. Weird. They feel really good." At one point I was even kneeling down sitting with my feet under me which is a position I would never normally sit in. I suspect this is to completely cutting out sugar, which in turn causes internal inflammation to go way down. This was similar do a course of prednisone, which also reduces overall inflammation and makes joints feel quite a bit younger.
During this low carb phase, I expected to be very tired. I tracked all my blood sugar using a continuous glucose monitor from Nutrisense (they are very expensive. Don't do this. Just ask your doctor for one). My energy levels were healthy all the way through, and my blood sugar stayed nicely in the healthy ranged defined by their "Low Carb" profile. I never found myself to be particularly "hangry", although I was expecting this.
Day Before Surgery (T-1 Day)
The day before is "No food", only clear liquids. This was a challenge as I've never fasted for 24 hours. Sticking with my "follow the program" approach, I followed the instructions. After my "Last" meal (steak & lobster), I woke up Thursday morning, and drank about a gallon of water. Energy levels were healthy all day long, and my blood sugar (to my surprise) remained in a healthy zone and followed its normal patterns. I worked about a half day and kicked off in the afternoon to relax.
Day of Surgery (T-0)
No food, no drinks, arrive at the hospital at 5:30 AM. First surgery on the schedule, and 1 night planned in the hospital. This is standard operating procedure and seems reasonable.
Lyft arrived at 4:45AM and I arrived for check-in at 5:30 sharp. I kept my phone, airpods, and chargers despite the front desk person being pretty push about it locking them all away. In hindsight, glad I kept them! Other than the electronics, I brought a clean change of clothes. Amusingly, upon checkout, they forgot to give my wallet back with is a major PITA.
The surgery prep itself was uneventful; one poke in each arm for IV Fluids, a quick chat with the surgeon, a quick chat with the anesthesiologist, and then some waiting around. As the 1st surgery of the day the crew was awake, alert, and running on time.
Being wheeled into the OR is a serious mental trip. Looking up at the lights, seeing the robot, and knowing what's coming causes some serious last-minute anxiety! I didn't take any anti-anxiety meds, and think I did fine, but still, in that moment, it's a very serious, and very intimidating, moment.

I woke up, so apparently everything went well! Recovery from the general anesthetic took a while and despite a 7:30AM start time, I don't have any firm memory until about 2pm. How I got to the recovery room, who talked to me, who they called, or anything else is very fuzzy. The surgeon, I'm told, did speak to my wife, and let her know all is good. Sometime that afternoon I texted family, kids, and such to let them know all was good.
The Day 0 recovery process is really "Can you drink 1oz of water?" and "Can you pee and how much?".
Discomfort was less than expected, although the IV Painkillers probably had a lot to do with that. The core problems are:

1. Muscle soreness in my core, as it feels like thousands of crunches have been done, way past any limit of where I should have stopped. In speaking with women, this seems comparable to having a C-Section done.
2. Fairly serious gas pains where my stomach is (was?). These come-and-go at random times.
3. Deep breathing is a bit of a challenge, which is normal.

Things I've had none of:

1. No heartburn at all. Time will tell, and I'm taking the meds to prevent, but nothing yet!
2. No muscle spasms. Again, time will tell and I'm taking meds to prevent, but no issues.
3. No severe, unexpected, pain. Nothing at all. The gas pains are no-joke, but they're not crippling.

I had zero trouble drinking water on pace, and urination came back pretty quickly.
As someone with Apnea, I brought my BiPap with me and wore that as I spent the afternoon in and out of sleep. The O2 sensor complained about pulse-ox getting low (into the mid 80s) as I drifted off so they added oxygen to my Bipap. I've never had an issue here before and attribute this to the IV based Opioids they gave that really knocked me on my arse. My breathing is still also clearly physically still constricted, although nothing painful.
Towards the end of the day, I did some lap around the floor of the hospital - 2 laps, then a few hours later 3 laps, then late in the evening 4 laps. Walking was easy, although getting into and out of the bed was a challenge, and being connected to the IV Drip makes getting around hard.
Night 1 (still in the hospital)
Night 1 in the hospital sucked, but only the way all nights in a hospital suck. Hospital beds are uncomfortable, everything beeps, and just when you start to get sleepy some nurse needs to draw blood or give a shot, or something. I don't think I got any actual sleep, and pretty much was just in bed trying to reflect on what's coming up next. A few more laps around the hospital, a few trips to the restroom, and that's about it.
Day 2. (Surgery + 1)
Morning brought the 5:30 AM vampire out for a blood draw and some labwork. Apparently everything was fine, and I stayed on scheduled for drinking water, starting out on the protein shakes, and using the restroom. Got a chance to visit with a person down the hall who had the same surgery as me and she seems to be doing well.
Around 10AM the surgeon and resident pronounced fit to go home. Finally got disconnected from IVs, and I could now wear actual clothes. My wife headed out to pick me up, and I was able to walk from the room out to the car. Driving home was fine, and while it wasn't exactly comfortable, wearing a seatbelt and driving wasn't anything to be overly concerned about.
Arriving at home brought a clean shower, some clean clothing, and then a few hours using the computer. I mostly played video games, and was able to comfortably sit in an office chair. I tried a reclining chair to watch movies, but was quite uncomfortable and needed help to get out. Stairs, to my pleasant surprise, presented no obstacles going up or down.
As part of getting ready for bed, it was clear I couldn't get out of my bed. Lying flat, I was unable to sit up without significant assistance. My kids have fancy adjustable beds, so one moved to the guest bedroom while I claimed his adjustable. This was a huge win, as getting up can be done w/o help, which makes me largely self-sufficient.
Sleep called around 8pm, and with 10mg of Ambien and 5mg Oxy I had an amazing nearly 12 hours of sleep! IIRC, I woke up about 4AM, used the restroom, took another 5mg of Oxy, and then slept for many more hours. Five Stars!
Today is the first day in my entire life that I've slept on my back for the night. I've been an exceptionally fussy slide sleeper forever, but as it's uncomfortable to move into that position I just used lots of pillows and let the drugs do their thing. The BiPap keep me from having apnea, and I dozed off eventually.
Food wise, today brought ~30oz of water and about 10oz of protein shakes. Total calories consumed today is about 160, all of which come from the protein shake.
Day 3. (Surgery +2)
My first full day at home! I took all the prescribed morning drugs, went for a walk to the mailbox, and drank some water. My luck with no side effects remains: No heartburn, no unexpected muscle spasms. The gas pains are slightly lessoned, but Tylenol is enough to make me mostly functional.
Food wise, today is protein shakes, Gatorade Zero, and water. My final tally:

• 26oz of protein shakes
• 10 oz of water
• 35 oz of Gatorade Zero.

Exercise wise, I walked 3500 steps, which is less than normal but good for me given were I'm at. About the only thing I can't do quite yet is put on socks, as it requires bending over in a way that is still painful.
The afternoon & evening were good; I'm alert enough to actually do things like some minor programming tasks, play video games that require coordination and thought, and generally feel I'm mentally alert.
Tonight was an "early" night, going to bed around 10pm, still using the adjustable bed - something I think I'll continue for a week or so while my core muscles heal.
Total calories consumed today is about 300, all of which come from the protein shakes.
Weight Loss: +2 lbs. Still have all those IV fluids in me. My teen daughter helpfully said I look thinner already, sweetheart that she is!
Day 4. (Surgery +3)
I feel pretty good. Good enough to write this! After a healthy night of sleep I'm alert and doing better than the previous day. No heartburn, no muscle spasms, and the cramping is much reduced. No Oxy during the day and the surgical / muscle pains have been managed at 325mg of Tylenol every few hours.
Today brought:

• Siggi's Icelandic yogurt into my diet which took most of the day to eat.
• 8 oz of Organic chicken broth. Ick!
• 40 oz of Gatorade zero
• 20 oz of water

Food wise, I'm exactly where I should be. Walking today got up to 5000 steps and all felt fine. I plan to repeat the same goals tomorrow.
At the risk of Too-Much-Information, Milk of Magnesia worked it's magic and brought quite a bit of relief along with it. The nurse also suggested probiotics which I've ordered and start tomorrow. Given the general anesthetic, the oxy, and the major GI surgery, apparently this is all normal.
Energy level is healthy and fine.
So far, so good! On to Day 5.

Hello! I bought Oakmoss F-tec from Perfumers world just less than a month ago. I noticed that the Oakmoss F-etc and Leather fleuressence were and still are pretty pungent and strong. At first I shrugged it off as I was used to sniffing sweet and floral smells, but now I wonder if I should dilute them? Is Perfumers World just bad quality or is it me hahaha

So, I struggled with substance abuse. I’m 34yrs old. When I was in high school “oxys” were the new party drug. We didn’t know it was basically heroin. All I knew is that i sniffed maybe 5mg and I was on cloud 9. From that moment on I was forever going to chase that feeling. We all know how that goes… Fast forward 10 years later, countless detox and rehabs. Some how still had evaded jail time but I was getting close. i had been arrested in PA but I voluntarily went to florida for treatment which was a terrible idea because iykyk Florida is maybe the rehab capital but it’s just as much as the drug capital. Besides it’s the south so with all the little possession charges I had here and there which are basically a slap on the wrist in NJ are felony charges in the good ole south. I actually did well my first year there but you bring yourself wherever you go so once I got money saved up a car completed the joke of pre-trial intervention in PA (which had allowed me to stay in florida for treatment but never asked for proof) I moved into a nice apartment in fort lauderdale. 2 whole weeks in I relapsed. a month later I lost my job could barely afford rent on the luxury apartment. It’s funny because everybody tells you not to rush but honestly I just think I wasn’t ready to stop using. Whether I took my time or not. My feelings on the 12 step program are questionable but that’s another story. About a year after relapsing I get pulled over of course I had paraphernalia on me and 1 pill i couldn’t prove that was mine. I was on drug court for 3 years. The judge would send me in and out of broward county for a week or two at a time and eventually I asked him if I could move back to NJ and he allowed it. One thing I have learned is that being out of sight youre out of mind as well. I was supposed to call the court once a month but they forgot about me 😆 I eventually got dropped from drug court BUT of course I got into more trouble after I had moved back. Probably one of the most embarrassing arrest stories. Let’s just say it involved a lot of benzos. I would love for others to join and share! Or if anyone wants to hear the rest of my awful story 🤦🏻‍♀️

"Hi Dave!" The welcome was full of excitement and novelty, as if he hadn't just left a few hours previous. "I've missed you." Florence took his overcoat, set it on the hanger and returned for a kiss. "The kids have this homework and it's..." She paused, looking a little guilty. "There's plenty of time, no rush. You just got in."
"I've planned something fun for just the two of us later when the kids go to Jane's." Her eyes were playful, reminding him of their cat. "Just see if you can't give Dean some pointers before dinner? He's a chip off the old block but he's not a Professor yet."
"It's alright Flo." Dave smiled broadly as he walked into the dining room. "What are we talking here Dean?" He asked his eldest. "Quantum Mechanics or old school Relativity?" His son made a sound that was part scoff and part polite amusement.
"Calculus."
"Just so happens your father..." Flo began as she realised something needed her attention elsewhere. "Never mind!"
"Something burning?" Dave scratched his head. Was that a Spanish omelette? Shame, he really fancied Chinese or maybe Thai.. "Oh I see what you did here Dean. There's nothing wrong with the math in your notes. You just forgot to apply the remainder." Dean slapped his own forehead.
"Nothing you need to worry about," Flo yelled in a sing-song voice from the kitchen way later than expected. "Give Dean a hand clearing the table. It'll be ready any minute." It sure smelled good, better even than before. Was that 5 spice?
"You're kidding?!" He sniffed the air. "Chow mien?" Flo nodded proudly as she carried the hot wok straight to the table mats. "You've outdone yourself!"
SEROTONIN SPIKE >4431Ml/Pob
"Pardon?" Dave asked, looking around for the source of this new voice. "Who..." he stopped part through the sentence and realised that he just couldn't remember the words he had been planning to say.
"Lisa!" Dean shouted with both hands cupped to his mouth.
"There's no need to shout, I've already called her." Flo explained as she filled Dave's bowl with noodles and vegetables. "She's working on the school play and wants to practice in her room."
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Dave heard the voice again but this time kept his thoughts to himself.
"Are there any more chicken strips?" He asked absent mindedly. The only issue with Chow Mien was the saltiness. He tended to prefer the Japanese sauce that they serve in town...
"Of course Dave, fried with Teriyaki Sauce just like you wanted it." He looked down at his bowl and saw that she was correct. It was full of the most flavourful chicken strips.
Dave slurped the sweet noodles, chicken and vegetables. He felt a surge of pleasure run the length of his whole body.
"Damn!" He exclaimed.
"You like?" Flo seemed pleased with herself. He nodded before taking another mouthful.
DOP/SEOXY BALANCE AT OPTIMAL - SNAPSHOT
Dave felt a weariness take over his whole body. It was so all encompassing that he felt the world grow darker from the outside in. When Dave blinked and shook his head, he was in another room entirely.
"Where?" He began but was cut off by the sensation of soft, full lips on his own. "I.." He tried but it seemed rude to interrupt the kiss. By God she's beautiful, he thought. No. Not beautiful. Perfect. There was a question he had... a thought...
ADJUST MORPHINE LEVELS BY 0.03%
When Dave opened his eyes he realised it wasn't Flo kissing him but the model from TV. Or what she an actress? He struggled to focus long enough to even ask, let alone answer his own questions. No, this WAS Flo. She's always looked this way. Felt this way.
"You okay?" She mouthed, reaching to the buttons on his shirt. Her large blue eyes met with his and she bit her lip playfully.
"The kids.." Dave began but drifted into another long pause. She began to suck on his neck just like when they were at school together. For a moment, he wondered whether they even had kids. If so, he could no longer recall their faces.
"Is any of this..." He began to speak but her mouth covered his, her tongue deep inside him. For reasons he struggled to bring back, he was trying to pull away but couldn't. Why would he want to fight such a moment, such a pleasure. "Real?"
Dave snapped his head back so hard he struck the headboard with it. Pain. Where was it? There was none. Only lingering anticipation of explosive desire, ecstasy and release. Somewhere in the distance of time was satisfaction but for now it was all out of reach.
For now there was the question. And fear.
Dave shook his head, tried to focus through the blur and through the seductive promise of so much more.
"Relax." A voice soothed from outside the room.
SUBJECT REJECTING IMPLANTATION PROC - CODE 7b
Somewhere through the veil, Dave sensed answers to questions that slipped repeatedly to the back of his mind as if someone else were rearranging them on purpose. This time he closed his eyes, ignored the thoughts and breathed slowly. He placed as much attention as possible on the act of breathing, forcing him into the present moment.
There. He thought. Here.
SUBJECT REACTIVITY: CRITICAL
Dave opened his eyes to reveal a murky blue liquid. He tried to move but was fixed in place. The only muscles he was able to use were those in, and around his eyes. Blue liquid filled with lines of rising bubbles obscured much but he could make out a cylindrical container ahead. And another behind it. A whole row of them. And dozens... hundreds of rows maybe.
OVER-RIDE. SHUTDOWN IN 5...
In each container lay something pink like a cloud but with grey and white coming from the bottom. Some had two white orbs, close together near the top.
4...
Panic flooded Dave's system as he caught a reflection in the inside of his own container. His eyes reflected back in what he guessed to be plastic or glass.
3...
His vision returned to the other jars where he felt certain he could make out some of the details. Jars. Liquid. Brains. Eyes.
2...
Dave thrashed within his own mind, struggling to move anything else but there was nothing.
1...
Even the fear was replaced by an overwhelming sense of well-being. Joy even.
SYSTEM REBOOT PAUSED
He remembered coming home from work, helping Dean with his homework and making love to Flo. Yeah that was his day. All that other stuff was just some bad... it was.. what was it?
"What was what Dear?" Flo asked, Lisa and Dean at her sides. For a moment, Dave thought he wanted to struggle to remember but something deep inside told him it was all just fine.
"I love you." He held his family close, ignoring the sound of bubbles and the almost imperceptible female voice that said "INTEGRATION WITHIN ACCEPTABLE PARAMETERS"

I went to the doctors yesterday and got perscribed 5mg of oxy with 325mg of acetominaphen. Could you all tell me your experience with it? And if any of you got addicted because of it.

So I have this dress that didn't have any smells when I bought it, but after one use it has a very strong smell of old sweat in the armpits. It doesn't have any tags but I'm guessing it's made from a synthetic fabric that ''trapped'' the smells of the previous wearer (it's kind of a warm dress too).
So far I've sprayed vinegar before washing it and air dried it in the sun, but the smell doesn't go away, it justs gets fainter and reactivates if I wear the dress :( I've never had this problem with thrifted clothes so idk what to do.
It's such a cute dress and I'd feel sad to not use it anymore, so I may keep on trying different methods to remove the smell, but I'm kinda grossed out that I have to keep sniffing the armpits after every unsuccesful attempt lol
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Update: Thanks everyone for sharing your tips and knowledge with me :) I've tried 2 methods so far: soaking in vinegar for a couple hours and dish soap (I scrubbed with a toothbrush the armpits). I have washed the dress (with normal detergent) and it has been in the sun for a few hours, the smell seems to be dissapearing, but I will leave it for a few more days just in case. In case the smell comes back, I will use baking soda next and wash it using other methods.
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Update 2: After a few days outside, I used baking soda just in case (sprinkled on armpits then left for 1 hour). After this I washed it again, first I sprayed it with vanish oxi action (idk if this brand is everywhere) and followed the instructions on the bottle. Then I left it outside for a few more days.
Now the smells seems to be gone. I will put this dress through the ultimate test and wear it with a cotton undershirt and see what happens.
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Final update: I wore the dress for a day and the old smell is gone! Thank you everyone for your helpful suggestions

I can't see the tab for Hell and my military shows as if it isn't there even though I'm getting the notification that a lone space marine stopped a notification. Is this fixable?
Sorry for posting to this subreddit so much, I'm a fan of the game.
Here's my save:

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Hello everyone, I hope all is well.
I’m new to the Reddit group as I was recently diagnosed with stage 2 bulky Nodular sclerosis Hodgkin lymphoma on September 8th 2023. (23M) (healthy heart) (healthy lungs) (5’11 160Lbs)
I started ABVD chemotherapy on October 1st and recently had my 2nd session on October 16th; I’m due for 6 cycles (12 sessions).
During my first chemo session I had a bad reaction to one of the drugs causing me to get chest pain during my chemo, they had to inject me with Benadryl right away. During my 2nd session they were prepared for this so they gave me Benadryl prior to starting ABVD to combat the chest pain, it seemed to help.
After my 2nd session I experienced fatigue and nausea for 4 days straight, couldn’t really leave the bed (this was expected).
On the 20th of October I felt better and could walk around however on the 21st I started experiencing a heaviness in my chest similar to the chest pain I had during chemotherapy. It was on and off all day pretty much along with acid reflux; my insides would feel very warm as well and sometimes the pain would come to my neck and ears.
Yesterday, on the 22nd of October around 8:30PM the pain became really bad, my chest was hurting and my stomach was burning as well. Around 11pm I called an ambulance to go to the hospital. They checked my heart rate and did EGC everything was normal, however I still experienced this pain it would come and go every 20ish minutes.
It wasn’t until the DRs gave me morphine through IV the pain went away; it did make me puke but the pain was gone. They did and Xray and a CT-Scan + bloodwork to check me for any blood clots in my chest area but everything came back normal.
The Drs really gave me do feedback on what to do for this pain when it comes back and said it’s probably a side effect of ABVD, all they did was prescribe me Oxy-Codone for the pain and sent me home.
I fear that all the Oxy-Codone will do is mask the pain and I’m worried that something is happening with my heart. It’s October 23rd now the pain started coming back so I took half of the Oxy-Codone for now.
Tried calling my nurse but honestly Canada’s health care system is wack they didn’t even answer.
My questions are, should I take the Oxy-Codone 5/325Mg for my chest pain?
Is there any other ways I can combat this pain?
Is this a common side effect that anyone else experienced?
(On a positive note the Dr did say based on my new X-ray it looks like the tumor is shrinking and I hope this gives me a shot at reducing my chemo cycles)
Thank you!

Hi I’m a 28 year old woman and I share a 2 bedroom appartment with my brother.
We have had this place now for 6 months after 2 months in he started dating my bestfriend out of nowhere I came home they were in bed together.
Suddenly she’s moved in she never goes home she’s doing laundry at my house I’m fighting with the two of them.
My brother invites a guy back from the bar I wake up in my underwear and he harssses me, then he invited a girl over from the bar and I walked in they were sniffing lines, next thing you know one night he steals my tequila drinks the whole bottle puked allover the bathroom and leaves it for me to clean. Then another night a coworker we had stayed over I heard banging and sniffing and the two of them are snorting pills but he Denies it was him.
3 years ago he had a drug problem he recovered from and . In August I found a bag of Oxies on my kitchen floor and he did everything he could to convince me it belonged to a contractor.
Fast forward to the end of this month his behaviour is erratic, all my friends are warning me, if I ask him for help he slams doors, screams in my face, and I can never ask him for his portion of money for utilities or anything other than his rent which he’s short changed me by $400 last month.
He sleeps all day his face is red and his eyes are glosssy and he flys off the handle atleast 3 times a week when I ask for him to help share me responsibility and to stop having sleepovers with people who don’t pay rent or help fit the bill. at one point he worked a side job making $1400 in 3 days plus $500 every week from his other job. Still he was falling short and snapping about money that’s $3,300 in 2 weeks.
He had me paying groceries, all utilities, all household items and when I tried agian to firmly set boundaries he screamed and swore at me calling me every name you can think of and told me he was running off too his girlfriends. After they ate here for free never replacing anything and used amenities for free for months. If I said anything she would be in his ear whispering about how uncomfortable I have made her and he would be in my face screaming at me.
At this point his girlfriend is enabling him and any intervention I’ve made she’s stepped on my toes and tells me I’m worried for no reason. I’m crumbling from stress my mom lives across country but I ended up reaching out to her because the stress of the burden is all too much given I’m fitting the bill for a 2 bedroom apartment alone having to take on a second job and I’m dealing with his anger spells that puts me on edge that he wouldn’t physically hit me or the men he’s had stay over made me feel very unsafe. He took a hammer to a smoke alarm, he’s thrown coffee around and ransacked the apartment after a argument. He’s slammed doors, left tire marks from his bike on the way whipping it around in frustration.
My mom first seen it as a sibling fued but questioned where his money was going then I felt like I was forced to open up because I couldn’t handle the heart palpitations, panic attacks and the sick feeling i had when he would come around. My mom was very harsh on me adding to stress asking how I could be struggling living paycheck to paycheck snapping at me while asking for money and favours driving here shipping things or delivering cigarettes to her friend and there after moving across the country 3 months ago I wonder if what I did was a mistake opening up ?
I feel sick from stress, I feel so alone, I feel over whelmed and the dark burden I may of pulled a whistle I didn’t have to. Please somebody share insight.

I have a brand new mattress and bedding, but the whole room is somehow getting smelly overnight. I never had this problem with my previous two beds. what happens is, the room will smell fine, then after a couple hours of just sleeping with my bf, it smells like sweat and body odor. even if neither my bf and I are sweating and we both shower immediately before bed. I end up having to air out the room for the whole day with windows open and the room will still smell. upon sniffing bedding and mattress , it doesn’t smell. but the room does. I run an air purifier 24/7 in the room. My bf insists on sleeping with door closed, but door is open throughout day with windows open. still smelly. if we sleep in his room, he has a mattress with no topper or protector, just sheets, there is no problem with smell.
i have an 18in mattress with a 2in foam topper, both inside an encasement. it’s one of the zipper encasements that’s seals the mattress in. on top of the encasement I have a fluffy mattress topper
on top of the fluffy topper I have a terry cloth mattress protector that is moisture repellant.
I use a polyester blend sheet sheet and a fluffy down comforter with a linen duvet cover.
I do a bedding refresh routine every two days: wash the sheets and bedding, i sprinkle baking soda on the topper and let it sit for hours and then vacuum. wash the protector and sheets/duvet cover with vinegar, oxy clean and detergent pods.
I keep an open container of baking soda under the bed. the bed frame is metal and there’s hardly anything under the bed.
after doing the cleaning routine, the room will smell somewhat fresh, often the smell will still linger. it will be back to completely smelly after 1-2 hours sleeping
the air purifier fan doesn’t seem to make a difference
What can I do?

I have a brand new mattress and bedding, but it’s somehow getting smelly overnight. I never had this problem with my previous two beds. what happens is, the room will smell fine, then after a couple hours of just sleeping with my bf, it smells like sweat and body odor. even if neither my bf and I are sweating and we both shower immediately before bed. I end up having to air out the room for the whole day with windows open and the room will still smell. upon sniffing bedding and mattress , it doesn’t smell. but the room does. I run an air purifier 24/7 in the room. My bf insists on sleeping with door closed, but door is open throughout day with windows open. still smelly. if we sleep in his room, he has a mattress with no topper or protector, just sheets, there is no problem with smell.
i have an 18in mattress with a 2in foam topper, both inside an encasement. it’s one of the zipper encasements that’s seals the mattress in. on top of the encasement I have a fluffy down topper (https://a.co/d/eCO2S3W)
on top of the fluffy topper I have a terry cloth mattress protector that is moisture repellant.
I use a polyester blend sheet sheet and a fluffy down comforter with a linen duvet cover.
I do a bedding refresh routine every two days: wash the sheets and bedding, i sprinkle baking soda on the topper and let it sit for hours and then vacuum. wash the protector and sheets/duvet cover with vinegar, oxy clean and detergent pods.
the room will smell fresh, but then smelly after 1-2 hours sleeping
the air purifier fan doesn’t seem to make a difference
What can I do?

tl;dr: I want to address pit sweating and stinky clothing without destroying my clothes and my septic system/the environment.
Lifelong heavy-sweater from a heavy-sweating family here. Back in 2008-2013 or so, I used heavy over the counter anti-perspirants from the pharmacy and would still sweat quite a bit. I would often wear an undershirt to soak up some of the sweat, but my sweat level still resulted in visible wetness and lasting pit stains.
When I say “pit stains,” I don’t mean just a wet spot, but a ring where you can see where moisture was and has since dried. Those pit stains would yellow (on white undershirts) or whiten (say on a black or dark blue shirt) and harden over time as I washed and dried my clothes. Eventually they’d develop a certain amount of structure where they’d keep some sort of shape because of the build-up (mostly on the undershirts).
I didn’t make much money at the time, so I switched to air drying all of my clothes since the heat of the dryer seemed to bake things in and I couldn’t afford to keep burning through shirts, nor did I want to constantly where discolored pit-stained outer shirts (the real expense issue, not the under shirts).
Around 2013, I transitioned I tested out around 4 natural deodorants (there weren’t many options then) and landed on Schmidt’s and Native, ultimately sticking with Native since Schmidt’s gave me some irritation. They mostly did their jobs, but I might get stinky by the end of the day. A second shower was usually required due to biking or workout at the gym anyway. Between natural deodorant and air drying clothes, my shirts were miraculously lasting years.
I’ve only recently started working on addressing my HH and tried Drysol. The first night seemed fine and I’m not sure had much of an effect. I tried again a couple nights later and got a really bad rash on one side, so I stopped. Some time after these brief tests, I noticed that some of my pits were getting discolored stains again, even after drying, so I’m hesitant of trying Drysol again if it means ruining my wardrobe.
We recently bought a new/higher end (from what we had) washing machine because we didn’t think our old top loader was really cleaning our clothes. My wife has even hugged me, recoiled a bit, scrunched her face, and said, “you’re stinky,” even after I’ve put on a fresh shirt. Took me a bit to realize that it’s probably (let’s be honest, not always) my shirts that are still stinky. I have a terrible sense of smell, so that doesn’t help me investigate, but I’ve sniffed the pits of some freshly-washed shirts and sure enough, they’re a little funky, even compared to the chest of the shirt.
We’re on well water and have a septic tank, so we’re using ECOS laundry detergent and I recently tried adding a little Oxi-clean to the drum (with pre-wash cycle) and sprayed the pits with stain remover (Seventh Generation) before washing. I still got some stinky pits coming out and have even seen a little darker discoloration. I’ve tried doing a bit of a diluted vinegar soak to remove scents before, but then I had vinegar-scented clothes, so I’m hesitant to try that approach again.
We were using other non-septic safe detergent with our old/ineffective washer, so it’s hard to tell if that stuff would be more effective, even if bad for our tank and environment.
Questions:

1. Has anyone else using Drysol had the same pit stain issues, destroying their clothes? I suspect it’s the culprit
2. Has anyone with a previous history of pit stains used another product (not Drysol) and found it to be effective and non-destructive for clothing?
3. Does anyone have any septic-safe products that they’ve found to be especially effective? I feel like the more rigorous product testing sites have scant information on septic-safe products and I’m often unclear what makes something septic-safe in the first place.

I’m not as well-read as others on this sub about potential solutions, so I’m open to suggestions. I also happen to be driving distance from the Johns Hopkins Center for Sweat Disorders and have a dermatologist at Johns Hopkins.