I don’t know, it seems unfair to fault a coworker who died, especially if they understood that they still had unfinished business.
I was once shown a list of prednisone side effects that was a sheet and a half long. The ones I’ve had include depression, bones stopped growing prematurely, cataracts, and glaucoma (which may be due to a current non-prednisone corticosteroid I’m on). Kidney function seems OK (knock on plastic).
ha!
That’s funny, but I didn’t mean to imply that they’re dead. They’re very much alive, they’re just ghosting me!
The joke’s on them, though, because I have a regularly-scheduled quarterly status meeting with their immediate supervisors on the morrow, as well as a totally coincidental agenda item to discuss the specifics of this particular project.
In all seriousness, though, I’m not quite that much of a passive-aggressive asshole. I have an approach that will let me make my point about what’s yet to be delivered while simultaneously allowing my colleagues to save face and celebrate what has been delivered. At this point in my career, I’m more interested in getting things done than penalizing people for dropping the ball.
Personally I’m just finding it comforting it happens at other companies too.
There’s a lot of crazy crap that can happen, though it’s like most medications. It depends on medicine cocktails and your personal biology. I had a bad reaction last year when I ate a little cinnamon and my face/head swelled up like a puffer-fish.
My only plan is to maintain until I can earn the money for surgery. To repeat my earlier statement, this is the only thing that shrinks the polyps and gets me going. I can’t afford surgery unless I can get going and earn the money needed, because our wonderful, byzantine medical system would make it almost impossible for me to afford (the last, most basic surgery for the lower sinuses cost me over $5k out of pocket).
One of my close friends from school repeatedly went to the hospital with abdominal pain when she was pregnant. Their diagnosis was “Oh it’s normal to have some discomfort during pregnancy.” The baby survived, she didn’t.
I’ve had a couple of careless doctors, but enough women have told me stories that it’s pretty clear they have it worse.
As some people here know, I’ve had acute appendicitis multiple times, until I went to a minor emergency center and got a nurse practitioner who actually cared to err on the side of caution. Had my appendix out the same day, at the hospital across the street.
Flow charts are good, but sometimes it’s good to think for oneself.
I don’t know much about nasal polyps. How do they interfere with your life? I’m not disputing that they do, I’m just curious.
At first, it was serious blockage. I’ve had surgeries…two crude, one on the table, but nobody’s dealt with the ones up in “the attic” behind the bridge of my nose and forehead. It’s very bad up there, with a lot of blockage.
I have depression already. This intensifies it, and prevents me from utilizing important mood stabilization related to smell and taste.
Yeah, that would suck.
It really does. It’s impossible to fully describe or quantify without direct experience.
I broke down crying in a bakery once when the smells came flooding back after taking Prednisone.
FWIW, I’m one of the 80% for whom that initial sinus surgery was enough, but I was cautioned by my surgeon that if it didn’t, the next available options were all surgery that carried much higher risk of serious complications. The sinuses in “the attic” as you put it are frighteningly close (within a millimeter or two) to your brain, so it’s not the time to go for the cheap option. You need a proper medical facility with a skilled specialist for that.
I never smelled the diapers of my first baby. That’s when I knew I had to do whatever it took to fix the problem. Not that smelly diapers are great, but it showed me how bad the situation was.
Yes. My doctor assures me that the procedure could be handled by extremely expert professionals, but they are few. It’s the regular, day-to-day hospital environment that’s risky (in Tijuana, especially).
Yeah, that’s the part that worries me too: the medical personnel there are highly trained, but any facility you can afford right now wouldn’t be good enough to support such precise work.
Hundreds of people get great plastic surgery and dental implants in Tijuana every year, but it’s mostly on an out-patient basis.
Indeed, I have done so, some years back when I lived in SD and did not have good dental insurance. I was so impressed with their work that I went back again. The second time I had some work that had been done by a Navy dentist removed and replaced. The entire bill for everything was what a single implant would have cost at my US dentist. With insurance.
And it’s all still in there.
For me, it was the smell of roast nuts
I grew up in the Mid-West. I thought, “Tijuana is a long way to travel from South Dakota.”
It’s even further from Sudan.