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Past Jobs!!

Wow JLipps,

What an amazing life you've had. Thank you for all that. Do you know sign language? I'm teaching myself sign language and have taken a few classes. Just as a hobby and for self enrichment purposes.
 
Tampa,

Perhaps you are gifted and people don't assume you are gay. I on the other hand, open my mouth, and people presume that I am. That has its draw backs, on the other hand, it frees me to be myself. When I go into a restaurant, I DO ask the hostess to put me in the section with the cutest waiter. They usually just laugh and place me where I want. On the meantime, they have already alerted the waiter-to-be, and that too can be a plus, or a minus. The clever waiters know to come to my table with all their best charm, and they are tipped accordingly! I make it a point to take a $10 or $20 bill to tip my waiter, above, the table tip, and I always give it to them in their own hand.

Actually, the fact that I look and come across as straight has been mostly an advantage for me in life. Especially in childhood and my school years. Don't get me wrong. I'm not all butch and into all kinds of sports so on. Other guys' gaydar will work on me. lol

I wish I had your nerve and fearlessness in being able to tell the hostess to seat me in the section with the cutest waiter. lol I also wish I could afford to hand a cute server 10 or $20 above the 20% tip. But alas, my income works out to be far less than $37 an hour. LOL :wink:

You wanna treat me to lunch sometime? And get us the cutest waiter in the place? :lol:
 
Good grief Blake! I've had so many jobs, where do I begin?

Okay, well, I started working at 12 (we was po!) I did baby sitting jobs from 12 to about 15. I also did yard work those same years. I still love to do yard work, but for fun now, I find it very therapeutic. I then got a "real job" digging graves at a cemetery. This was before they used backhoes for grave digging. I hated that job, lol, and stayed only about 4 months.

At 15, I got a job in retail in a department store thanks to my uncle, who was the asst. manager. I worked there till I had turned 16 when I went to work at a grocery store as a bag boy, you know, the boys who bag your groceries and take them to your car. A year later I was made a cashier simply because I had photographic mind and could remember the prices of all food items in the store.

That grocery store was where I worked with Donnie, the boy I wrote about in "Tales of Lust and Seduction". Then I went away to college and spent the first year there without working. But, in my second year I got another job in another grocery store for about year.

After that, I got a job at a local tourist attraction. I worked the gondola, helping people in and out of them. From there I went to another tourist attraction and got a job guiding tours into caves. Both jobs were pretty meaningless, but they were fun. After that, I went to work for Kentucky Fried Chicken. I had a blast working there and I became the manager of the store within a year. I did that until my boss, a regional manager, brought his nephew in to run the store. I quit, after I slept with him, lol.

Then I moved and got a job as a night watchman at a school for "special children". Did that for about a year. Then I got a job as a bank teller in a university department store. That was huge fun! I cashed checks for students and took payments for books and school supplies. I also got to meet many guys in the process. While I did that, I got a second job at a restaurant as a cook.

I finally landed a really good job working as an attendant in a school for the mentally deficient. We made sure they got up and got dressed, then we kept the kids on track going to their classes or work training. We also gave them their medications. While I was there, I went to work on a building full of deaf boys. That was one of my favorite jobs, ever. I worked with the deaf boys for 3 years. It was a state institution and we got all sorts of discounts taking the kids to the movies, and all sorts of places. We took the kids camping and I had to learn to drive a school bus to transport the kids. The school was full of college kids working on many of the dorms, there were about 20, and provided me with the contacts that I also wrote about in my thread about seduction. A couple of years later, I returned to that school and got a job as a lab assistant. I went around the campus collecting blood samples from the kids almost on a daily basis. They were on heavy drugs that required frequent blood tests to check their drugs levels, and checking to see if the drugs were affecting their liver or kidneys. It was a challenging task since these kids didn't always understand why we were sticking needles in their arms. Still, it was a fun job and I worked with some cool ladies.

I moved to Houston after that job and started my careers in health care. My first job, I was hired as an orderly, but hired to drive an ambulance to transport patients from one hospital to another. I did that for about a year. I also did patient care when not driving the ambulance. Then I worked as a Pharmacy tech, a CNA, and as a unit secretary on several nursing stations. I went to nursing school, but didn't finish and instead, went to respiratory school and became a therapist, for 25 years. 4 years ago, I got a gig as a teacher which I still hold today. This latest job has been verrrryyyy good also. I love teaching kids and inspiring them to achieve all the greatness they hold within them.

When I retire, haha, like that will happen. I am actually making plans to start a food truck. Either that, or, open a home for the elderly. Actually, I prefer to do the food truck, but I am just so suited at doing elderly care. One thing I always hated working in the hospital, was watching people die alone. So, my home would be more like a hospice for those dying of just old age. I can't think of anything greater than to give people peace, loving care, and dignity in death. But, we shall see.

So, that sums it up!

A therapist huh?

well, can i get a preview?? cuz..

I have really bad angziety issues due to a heart break that happened years ago, but it keeps sneeking up on me every single day, out of the blue i will start to get sick or loose appetite if in large crowds. i cant sleep but when i do get to sleep i sleep for 10 hours but if i sleep for less than that i will wake up very sick until i take a xanex.. they just put me on anti depressants.. i postponed for 5 years from taking something like this.. but im desperate now.. im so sick of being sick for no reason!

I have talked to the person who did this to me and i cant seem to get over it even though there are no feeling towards them at all! i actually do not like their company for coming to me after three years of lying to myself that they dont love me then they FINALLY except their feelings and tell me after i have moved on.. What the Eff right? could have been so damn happy, we had it all.

But what do i do, i want to go see a therapist but my insurance doesnt cover "mental instability":tmi:

I know but still, i only say this right now cuz im actually having a bit of an anxiety issue as i type, i woke up this morning sick, scared, sweating.. :(
UHG how do i make it stop... 5 years... im on my breaking point with this crap.

lol dont get any bright ideas that i have had suicidal thoughts, i can say Heck no to that. Nothing is bad enough to do that to yourself, if you think you have it bad, someone will always have it way WAY WAAY worse. :offtopic:
 
My first job was an afternoon receptionist in a doctor's office after school, my junior and senior year.

My worst job........it is a toss up between working in a day care, there is way too much cleaning. I never wanted to take care of my own cleaning, after doing it all day at work. I also had a summer job at 7-11 once. My drawer was off by 16 cents on my first day, and the manager told me that I didn't have a "retail" mind.

My best job is now. I coordinate programs for at risk youth. I never get bored. I do something to help people every day........If they only paid me better, life would be perfect.

LOL oh come on Ms. K.. I know you better than that so far, you have a whole of a lot more to say than that. Cummon, this is fun! remember all the funny stuff that had to of happened, or embarrassing for you or someone else?:evil: muhahahahhaa
 
If you walked up to my table Blake, introduced yourself, and just smiled at me...you'd be pretty much guaranteed a 20% tip. haha

In all seriousness though I tend to be one of those who tips well. The service has to be pretty horrible for me to tip less than 15%. lol My sister did alot of serving in her younger life, so all of my family tends to be good tippers. If the service is good and/or I really liked the server, then I will often exceed a 20% tip.

I'll share one quirk about my string of luck in restaurants that drives me insane. haha I'll walk into a restaurant either by myself, with a group of male friends, or a group of both male and female friends, and usually a pretty hostess will seat us. When I come in I can see a bunch of hot and hunky male servers working the floor. Invariably I will get one of the only female servers in the whole place. haha Sometimes there is only one female in sea of male servers. But I'm the one who gets her. lol I can be seated where really cute male servers are waiting the table in front of me, beside me, behind me and all around. :) My luck on that count is horrible! haha

I guess the hostess assumes that she's doing me/us a favor by giving us a female server. Or it's just my sad luck of the draw. If they only knew! haha So many times when I enter a restaurant I want to say, Could you please seat me in the section with that waiter over there? But of course I don't. :)

Uhg.. horrible story.. it creeped me out..

One day at work, we were really close to closing and a table came in and i was next on rotation so i had to take it. But one of the guys was gay, he made that very very obvious when he walked trough the door by telling his friends to look at my ass.. While i was standing there.. i was like.. Okay.. they got sat and i greeted them and he looked me dead in the eye and "gasped" i asked is there a problem sir? he said nothing that couldnt be fixed with just a few min in the bathroom..

Okay.. yeah, that was really strange for me it being a guy/girl. that was just weird.
 
Tampa,

Perhaps you are gifted and people don't assume you are gay. I on the other hand, open my mouth, and people presume that I am. That has its draw backs, on the other hand, it frees me to be myself. When I go into a restaurant, I DO ask the hostess to put me in the section with the cutest waiter. They usually just laugh and place me where I want. On the meantime, they have already alerted the waiter-to-be, and that too can be a plus, or a minus. The clever waiters know to come to my table with all their best charm, and they are tipped accordingly! I make it a point to take a $10 or $20 bill to tip my waiter, above, the table tip, and I always give it to them in their own hand.

LOL, oh yes.. i actually have regulars now who do that to me. :p the first time they came in, the hostess said, they are cute and they are gay, so yeah.. i worked my charm, got 20 bucks on a 25 tab! i was like say WHAA!! lol and they come in to see me every weekend, Aden and he always brings a date, i think hes trying to make me jealous.. LOL hahahaha
 
Wow JLipps,

What an amazing life you've had. Thank you for all that. Do you know sign language? I'm teaching myself sign language and have taken a few classes. Just as a hobby and for self enrichment purposes.

Actually Tampa, I do know sign language. I used it for 4 years and became quite fluent at it. Later on, I used it at almost all the hospitals I worked at. I was always called upon to interpret for nurses and doctors. It brought me many advantages.
 
LOL, oh yes.. i actually have regulars now who do that to me. :p the first time they came in, the hostess said, they are cute and they are gay, so yeah.. i worked my charm, got 20 bucks on a 25 tab! i was like say WHAA!! lol and they come in to see me every weekend, Aden and he always brings a date, i think hes trying to make me jealous.. LOL hahahaha

LOLOLOLOLOL Blake!

With me the hostess tells them, "they are old and they are gay, and they want a cute male waiter." And it works! Did I tip you already? lol Sounds like it, from what you describe. LOL
 
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LOL oh come on Ms. K.. I know you better than that so far, you have a whole of a lot more to say than that. Cummon, this is fun! remember all the funny stuff that had to of happened, or embarrassing for you or someone else?:evil: muhahahahhaa

What do you want to know, Blake?

I have been moving up the ranks at my present job for a very long time.......most of my stories would break your heart.

I do a lot of fighting, scheming, and planning to give kids every day experiences that their families either can't or won't provide, and their school districts say they can't afford.
 
LOL, oh yes.. i actually have regulars now who do that to me. :p the first time they came in, the hostess said, they are cute and they are gay, so yeah.. i worked my charm, got 20 bucks on a 25 tab! i was like say WHAA!! lol and they come in to see me every weekend, Aden and he always brings a date, i think hes trying to make me jealous.. LOL hahahaha

I'm so glad that my own story is not what creeped you out. lol Phew! :)

I'm glad it was only the memory of your own prior experience with some gay customer who had no dignity or class at all. JLipps and I would admire your beauty and enjoy your charms while you waited on us. But of course we would be gentlemen at all times. He and I would enjoy our meal and have great conversation. And then we would tip you well. Just as any classy straight female customer would treat you.

I very much want to respond to your other post that's more serious. But I don't have the time to do it justice right now. Life away from the computer calls. Until later then! :001_smile: XO
 
I'm so glad that my own story is not what creeped you out. lol Phew! :)

I'm glad it was only the memory of your own prior experience with some gay customer who had no dignity or class at all. JLipps and I would admire your beauty and enjoy your charms while you waited on us. But of course we would be gentlemen at all times. He and I would enjoy our meal and have great conversation. And then we would tip you well. Just as any classy straight female customer would treat you.

Tampa,

That sounds absolutely splendid. I must look into coming to Tampa and enjoying a nice dinner with you, even if we don't get precious Blake as our waiter!
 
I'm so glad that my own story is not what creeped you out. lol Phew! :)

I'm glad it was only the memory of your own prior experience with some gay customer who had no dignity or class at all. JLipps and I would admire your beauty and enjoy your charms while you waited on us. But of course we would be gentlemen at all times. He and I would enjoy our meal and have great conversation. And then we would tip you well. Just as any classy straight female customer would treat you.

I very much want to respond to your other post that's more serious. But I don't have the time to do it justice right now. Life away from the computer calls. Until later then! :001_smile: XO

lol you are telling me about life beyond this computer! speaking of.. FOOD!!!
 
on a high note, the work i am involved in now aims at ending homelessness among veterans. many say, we can not affort to do that. i say, we can not affort not do it.
if not now, then when? if not here, then where?
people come off cruise ships and navy vessels to see homeless veterans. for selfish city pride it is bad for the image. surprising how with a little twist on those words gain support from the power bokers. less shame, than ego!
 
HI Blake

Well I started working at 13 as a short order cook for a truck stop that was about 40 mins by bus from my house. I worked there 24 hours a week (12 hours Sat/Sun) until I was 17 for $8-10/hour. I hated that job with a passion (especially cleaning the fat traps every night --> enough to almost make me vomit).

After that I worked for Coles (supermarket) whilst I worked my way through uni to become a nurse. Once I graduated as an RN I worked in paediatric emergency whilst I again went back to uni to study medicine. I finished uni 2 years ago and have worked in a rural trauma centre as a senior registrar locum earning the big dollars!!

I am currently on $250/hour working 60 hours a week. Unfortunately to finish my training program in Emergency to become a specialist I need to get into anther training program with will drop my pay by $170/hour, so not really looking forward to it :(. It was probably a bad idea locuming because once you become accustomed to earning a decent wage, you never want to cut back. But aside from the money I absolutely love my job. There is nothing better then someone coming in who has had a major trauma in their life (car accident, being shot/stabbed, tractor accident etc) who is very unwell and close to death, where I can intervene and put all my training to work and save their life).

I remember a young 17 year old boy who ingested to much alcohol, stole a motorbike and lost control at high speed (115kms/hr) and hit an oncoming car. He was a mess, with multiple long bone fractures, head injury as not wearing a helmet etc who came in one morning. We managed to patch him up and 12 weeks later after intensive rehab to relearn how to walk, talk and write again he came into my department with his family to personally thank me for the care and professionalism shown to him during that time. He told me that despite having to go to weekend detention for 18 months (good behaviour bond post his arrest for DUI and auto theft) that he wants to turn his life around, stop the drugs and dedicate his life to helping others. That sort of praise is what pushes me forward when I see some of the terrible things I see on a daily basis and what in essence makes me love my job.

Cheers
 
HI Blake

Well I started working at 13 as a short order cook for a truck stop that was about 40 mins by bus from my house. I worked there 24 hours a week (12 hours Sat/Sun) until I was 17 for $8-10/hour. I hated that job with a passion (especially cleaning the fat traps every night --> enough to almost make me vomit).

After that I worked for Coles (supermarket) whilst I worked my way through uni to become a nurse. Once I graduated as an RN I worked in paediatric emergency whilst I again went back to uni to study medicine. I finished uni 2 years ago and have worked in a rural trauma centre as a senior registrar locum earning the big dollars!!

I am currently on $250/hour working 60 hours a week. Unfortunately to finish my training program in Emergency to become a specialist I need to get into anther training program with will drop my pay by $170/hour, so not really looking forward to it :(. It was probably a bad idea locuming because once you become accustomed to earning a decent wage, you never want to cut back. But aside from the money I absolutely love my job. There is nothing better then someone coming in who has had a major trauma in their life (car accident, being shot/stabbed, tractor accident etc) who is very unwell and close to death, where I can intervene and put all my training to work and save their life).

I remember a young 17 year old boy who ingested to much alcohol, stole a motorbike and lost control at high speed (115kms/hr) and hit an oncoming car. He was a mess, with multiple long bone fractures, head injury as not wearing a helmet etc who came in one morning. We managed to patch him up and 12 weeks later after intensive rehab to relearn how to walk, talk and write again he came into my department with his family to personally thank me for the care and professionalism shown to him during that time. He told me that despite having to go to weekend detention for 18 months (good behaviour bond post his arrest for DUI and auto theft) that he wants to turn his life around, stop the drugs and dedicate his life to helping others. That sort of praise is what pushes me forward when I see some of the terrible things I see on a daily basis and what in essence makes me love my job.

Cheers

WoW! :blush:

Way to put all of our stories to shame! lol :leright:


LOL i just used taht smile thing just to see what it would look like..

But, that is an amazing story to tell, i hope that your further training gets you to where the whole world needs you. We need a lot of good doctors out here, once who actually take pride in saving and life and learn from loosing a life to save another in the future.

I respect everything that you do and for all of your hard work and dedication, many people on this forum may not even be alive if it wasnt for people like you. :blush:
 
A Life's Chronology

Blake - great idea for a thread. Glad I waited until now because I thought my post might be too long; but no worries for me after reading this thread. So here goes in order from earliest job to last:

1. Age 7-12: Bagger in neighborhood grocery store (late 40's-early 50's, before the proliferation of super markets) in my hometown of Baltimore, Md. Also would put groceries in red wagon and take them home for the ladies. No salary, just tips. But in those days a nickel bought you alot.

2. Feb. '59-Sept. '59: clerk-typist/payroll clerk for medium sized construction company in Baltimore. Salary: $1 per hr.

3. Summer 1960: Worked in warehouse for Western Auto Supply Company (no longer in business) unloading freight cars, stocking freight in warehouse, and then fulfilling orders for stores. Salary: Whatever minimum wage was then.

4. School year 1960-61; Summer 1961; School year 1961-62; Summer 1962:Domestic travel counsellor for AAA in Baltimore. Made up triptiks, maps, etc. for members and help them plan trips.

5. Took a year off college to change major and get my act together so from Sept. 1962 - Sept. 1963 did the following: 1)Clerk/typist for Diamond Press, printing company in Baltimore specializing in supermarket circulars; 2) Mondawmin Mall Carpet Co., carpet and rug sales; 3) Miller Chemical & Fertilizer Co. - billing and data entry clerk.

6. Sept. 1963-June 1964: Went back to continue my studies at Loyola College in Baltimore and worked as student assistant to the Athletic Director. Then in the summer of 1964 I worked for the Athletic Director and his wife who ran a young girls day camp on the campus of Loyola. At this point I thought I had a vocation to the priesthood so in Sept. 1964 left Baltimore to attend the Holy Cross Father seminary in North Easton, Mass. Came home for summer break and worked at the downtown store of The May Company (a friend of mine's Father was the store manager so I had an in). Worked there only until mid-July when I left for Bennington, Vt. for the second year of seminary known as Novitiate - a year of work and prayer. We had a working farm there and I learned how to milk cows, take care of the chickens and pigs, picked apples, stacked hay bales in the barn, etc. Being a city boy, this was all new to me, but I loved it. However, I also realized that I wasn't cut out for the priesthood, so I left in Nov. 1965.

7. I returned home and from Nov. 1965- June 1967 I worked part time during the school year and full time in the summers at The May company in various departments, e.g. Men's Furnishings, Records, Luggage and finally the credit dept. I graduated from Loyola in June 1967 and then my professional business career began. By this point I had gotten married in Jan. 1967 on semester break and we were expecting child #1.

8. July 1967-Oct. 1970: Worked for the U.S. Dept. of Commerce in Washington, DC first in the US Expositions Staff (responsible for the U.S. Pavilions at World Fairs), and then as an industry analyst covering the domestic steel industry in the Bureau of Domestic Commerce. Had child #2 in Nov. 69.

9. Oct. 1970-July 1974: Worked for Hill & Knowlton, Inc. at the time the world's largest public relations firm. Worked on various accounts but concentrated on those for various segments of the domestic steel industry as represented by its trade association - American Iron & Steel Institute (AISI). Did p.r.; trade shows; radio, tv, & print advertising; marketing promotions; speechwriting, etc. Worked in New York City - a dream come true for me to work in my favorite city on earth (go mikeyank!!!). Had last child in Sept. 72.

10. July 74-March 75: Transferred to Hill & Knowlton's DC office when the steel industry trade association moved there. Coordinated all work between client and H&K in NYC. Also did local lobbying against ban the can legislation.

11. March 75-Sept. 83: Vice President, Government Relations for American Iron & Steel Institute, responsible for all Institute activities with the congressional and executive branches of government and coordinated with the DC offices of our member companies (such as USSteel, Bethlehem, J&L), etc. From 1979-81 also had responsibility for Institute Administration (personnel policy & procedures).

12. Sept 83-Oct 89: General Manager Public Affairs for U.S, Steel in Pittsburgh. Responsible for staff of 35 covering publc affairs, city & state lobbying, annual report, community affairs, corporate media relations, corporate presentations, press conferences, etc. By this time I had come out of the closet, left USSteel and began my "gay job" phase, to wit:

13. Feb. 1990-Dec.1993: Work at the House of Tilden a gay bar and after hours club. I was club steward and also worked the door. At the same time I worked for a friend who owned the gay newspaper in town and also a phone sex line business. I wrote columns for the paper from time to time and ran the customer service part of the sex line business. I also did advertising and promotion work for another friend who owned a few of the bars here. But my health started declining more quickly and I went on social security disability.

14. At 70, I am fully retired except I work every Friday at my friend's tavern in the neighborhood in which I live.

So that's it Blake. My life as seen through the prism of my jobs. I was fortunate to have loved every job I had. My least favorite was the warehouse job only because it was a bitch unloading freight cars that smelled like chickenshit in the hot and humid summer weather of Baltimore. But I was working with a few college buddies and we made if fun.

It's hard to pick a favorite because I loved them each for a different reason. Hill & Knowlton because it was in NYCity, AISI because I discovered the best use of my talents there, and USSteel, because that job combined talents and expertise I had developed and used in the prior two.

So I was lucky. I never had a job where I would wake up in the morning and dread going to work. My heroes are the people who get up every day, go off to a job they really don't care for, but they do it anyway because they have responsibilities to themselves and/or their families.


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Beware of "Pharmeutical Coctails"

A therapist huh?

well, can i get a preview?? cuz..

I have really bad angziety issues due to a heart break that happened years ago, but it keeps sneeking up on me every single day, out of the blue i will start to get sick or loose appetite if in large crowds. i cant sleep but when i do get to sleep i sleep for 10 hours but if i sleep for less than that i will wake up very sick until i take a xanex.. they just put me on anti depressants.. i postponed for 5 years from taking something like this.. but im desperate now.. im so sick of being sick for no reason!

I have talked to the person who did this to me and i cant seem to get over it even though there are no feeling towards them at all! i actually do not like their company for coming to me after three years of lying to myself that they dont love me then they FINALLY except their feelings and tell me after i have moved on.. What the Eff right? could have been so damn happy, we had it all.

But what do i do, i want to go see a therapist but my insurance doesnt cover "mental instability":tmi:

I know but still, i only say this right now cuz im actually having a bit of an anxiety issue as i type, i woke up this morning sick, scared, sweating.. :(
UHG how do i make it stop... 5 years... im on my breaking point with this crap.

lol dont get any bright ideas that i have had suicidal thoughts, i can say Heck no to that. Nothing is bad enough to do that to yourself, if you think you have it bad, someone will always have it way WAY WAAY worse. :offtopic:


Dearest BLAKE,

"Anxiety" is very often associated with "depression". Also, both commonly include sleeping disorders which only worsens the contributing factors. It is like a self-fulfilling prophecy that can only get worse if not treated. Many times, antidepressant drugs oonloy further contribute to the existing problem.

Let me assure you that medication for depression is about like "shooting in the darK". I have a friend that is truly bi-polar(manic-depressive) and has been given all sorts of medications to treat his problems, but they over-medicate and make him not seem to be himself under their influence. He has been fighting this condition which ultimately has included at least two serious suicide attempts since I first met him in the late 1970's. Before ever seeing his first psychiatrist for treatment of his condition in his late teens, he grew up "self-medicating himself with alcohol" since age 6. He is 48 now and a successful newspaper managing editor putting many hours into his work weekly, including late night.

He has had sleeping problems for as long as I have know him and he spent 17 years living on-an-off with me because of the "night-terrors" he frequently had sleeping in his own place.

I do not pretend to be a doctor, but I was a high school counselor for 36 years and I have had a lot of dealings with anxiety and/or depression related-issues in others, as well as myself personally. I have been given several antidepressants over the years and have found them to be hardly more effective than M & M's. Even the red M & M's had little effect on my other than increasing my weight.:lol:

Often the "side-effects" from Pharmacy dispensed drugs (occasionally including sexual ones), were far worse than the actual depression itself. Then, when you combine two or more medicines affecting your central nervous system, it is just a "crap shoot away" as to their actual outcome. Once my Neurologist, who I respect greatly, prescribed both a low dose of "Neurontin" (also used in much greater dosages for people with epilepsy) for my nerve damage in my feet/legs and "Effexor" for my depression. At first this seemed to be working and I continued them for several months until finally my mind entered the "darkest place I have ever found myself in with little hope or purpose for contiinue living". I was mindful enough to realize that I needed to stop taking this combo, but like most antidepressant, you simply cannot stop "cold turkey". Realizing that my begiinning "Effexor", I had to gradually increase the dosage over time to achieve a full dose, I new getting off of them would be about the same process in reverse, but there is the dilemma. I did not have the proper dosages for each stage to stop. Rather than doing the obvious and calling my doctor for the necessary prescription, I immediately on my own reduced my dosage to 25% of what I was taking. THAT WAS SO VERY STUPID OF ME, I CANNOT EMPHASIZE ENOUGH FOLLOWING EXACTLY THE MANUFACTURER'S PROTOCOL. That very day, I felt my brain would explode by my reduction of the dosage. I finally had the forethought to call my doctor before I proceeded further.

I left that experience some 15 years ago swearing-off all anti-depressants! While I can bore you with more recent details, just remember combining a sleeping pill with an anti-depressant or anti-anxiety drug is multiplying the risks you take many times over that you might have significant medical consequences such as lowering your metabolism enough that you forget to breath in your sleep. Many anti-depressants or anti-anxiety medications can put you in increased risk of negative consequences, especially if you drink alcohol.

My next thing I want to encourage is never believe the claimed benefits advertised nationally by major drug companies. Name brand drugs like "Cymbalta" may sound just like the thing at the time but the research done on most medications is highly influenced $$$$ by the manufacturer and not particularly honest or objective. Realize the drug representatives are pushing these types of medications in the regular doctor's offices offering the doctors and their staff all sort of perks for recommending this drug to patients. If the doctors were politicians, they would be found guilty of bribery. This is a great rip off backed by the pharmaceutical industry just to make a quick buck.

I have never understood why there is no "specific blood test" one can have to determine with any accuracy if they really need it and how well it is being absorbed into the body to know how long treatment is needed or what the exact level of dosage is needed. After all we all have our own unique body chemistry that is as personalized as reading your DNA. When it comes to treating depression, our medical professional exercise all the technique and expertise once associated with a "shade-tree mechanic" before the advent of computers in treating your psychological problems.

BLAKE please take care with your health. I wished there were simple answers, but as you can see this is more than a skinned knee we are considering here. There are, unfortunately, NO SIMPLE SOLUTIONS!

Take care and know how much I appreciate the life you have injected back into the forum. I hope this will make up somewhat for our initial misunderstanding we had when you first blessed us with your presence.


Sincerely as a friend,


Stimpy
 
So that's it Blake. My life as seen through the prism of my jobs. I was fortunate to have loved every job I had. My least favorite was the warehouse job only because it was a bitch unloading freight cars that smelled like chickenshit in the hot and humid summer weather of Baltimore. But I was working with a few college buddies and we made if fun.

It's hard to pick a favorite because I loved them each for a different reason. Hill & Knowlton because it was in NYCity, AISI because I discovered the best use of my talents there, and USSteel, because that job combined talents and expertise I had developed and used in the prior two.

So I was lucky. I never had a job where I would wake up in the morning and dread going to work. My heroes are the people who get up every day, go off to a job they really don't care for, but they do it anyway because they have responsibilities to themselves and/or their families.


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Wow....

I mean.. Wow..

That was so amazing to read.. I really.. wow..

I have no idea what to say..

You are my new Idol, if you save this thread and i have a report to do in my government class, i will be giving you a call sometime. That right there was a really cool, well thought out, and i know emotional messages to share with all of us, im sure i speak for everyone when i say thank you for sharing that.

I know this thread for you had met the goal that i had set, to allow you to take a trip that you havent thought of in probably a while, to take this opportunity to remember all the friends you use to know, work with, party with, Love, and get into trouble.

amazing.
 
WoW! :blush:

Way to put all of our stories to shame! lol :leright:

I respect everything that you do and for all of your hard work and dedication, many people on this forum may not even be alive if it wasnt for people like you. :blush:

Well said! Your life story is amazing Frodo. Thank you for all you do to help those in need on a daily basis. The world needs more people like you. :angel:
 
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