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Yes, thank you to those who served for our freedom!

Oh, finally! Very much in favor. It became a sticking point when my son joined scouts this year because all his best friends were in it. (I actually didn't know that much about all this until after he joined. I was never interested in scouts as a kid and just didn't pay attention, ignorance is bliss, I guess.) I thought about whether to have a big talk about this issue (he's only eight), decided not to, but thought about how I'd handle it if the issue was raised at some point. It never came up, maybe because I live in a community that is very LGBT friendly. Or maybe because it just never came up. Who knows ... but I'm very glad about this. I feel better about having him in scouts and better knowing I won't need to discuss one of the problems we have with the organization that he quite likes. Now ... the Catholic Church ... I know that conversation is coming eventually.

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday!

Glad you had a good visit!

Noted, thanks!

Happy birthday, Chris!

Happy Belated Birthday, Justin!

Organic beef and pork meatloaf wrapped in bacon. Mashed potatoes. Grilled veggies.

Happy Birthday!

Yes, 15mg was crazy. I completely stopped prescribing it for a year, until a trusted colleague suggested 2-5 mg. I've had pretty good results with that dose range.

2mg sounds much better than 15mg

I've seen Abilify work wonders. (low dose, I hope!) (Trying not to meddle! But can't help myself) I hope it does for her.

Happy Birthday!

Aha! Makes perfect sense now...

Damn ... blocked by the VA firewall. It must be good! Edit: Weird, but the first time viewing that, 'space robot' looked like a hypertext link to eBay. But on my iPad, and now on the VA computer, it does not.

That happens a lot. It's very easy as the doc to see a young, attractive working person who tells you they're fine, you take them at their word; great, refill their meds and move on to the next. So easy. Easier than digging up the dirt, then having a mess on your hands that now needs to be dealt with. But we are paid good money to undig the dirt and deal with it. Sometimes someone needs to be there to help dig up the dirt. I've had seemingly high functioning, perfectly fine people whose spouse finally showed up at a visit and calmly explained all the stuff that's been going on at home. A surprise to me, I was told everything was great at home. Next thing I know, the two are screaming and fighting at my office. And that calm, 'I'm doing fine' patient is suddenly a basket case. Not that I enjoy people screaming at each other in my office, I really dislike it, but it's very valuable information that helps me treat the patient. Information that I otherwise didn't have. And that will help me get the patient better in the long run. Again, good luck! I'd expect a not very fun visit tomorrow. But hopefully it'll be worth it in the long run ... like others said, at least it's a good sign that she eventually came back and acknowledged the need for help.

Really sorry, Jacob. Hope the new doc helps more. I'd suggest that you accompany Emily to the visit or at least make sure the new doc is aware of all the stuff that she does at home. It is pretty common that people can hold it together and look pretty normal for the short time they are seeing the doctor. (Not saying that this is happening here, but only that I've seen it a lot!) Good luck ... this really sounds awful to live with!!!

Thanks, Carl, great info! I'm probably getting one soon.

Really sorry, Steve. RIP, Jim ...

The Browns don't draft players with working tendons. It's part of the strategy to maximize value. Though it hasn't worked out so well in the Wins column, we play for high draft picks, and in that realm, we are one of the best! Seems to me the Irish found a coach... I'd guess they'll be pretty darn good for a while.

Nice, Doug ... I guess sometimes it's true that no good deed goes unpunished. Is this the same car you have now? You should pin all current repairs on that guy ...

That's really great, Steve. I try to go out of my way to open doors and give directions to those who appear lost in the hospital or around town. I've given jumper car starts to people several times. To be honest, there's a part of ME that is a bit afraid to stop to help because I'm afraid someone will jump out of their car or pull up behind them, and rob/injury me. I won't get out of the car if the person is in a secluded area, but I'll call for help. Yes, it's a shame that people (I) feel this way. Maybe I'm paraniod, or it's part of big city life. But I read so many stories about this kind of set up to rip people off. I signed Daniel up for Cub Scouts last year, at his request, and he's really liked it. (I had no interest in this when I was a kid.) We still read chapters about honor to God and parents, doing good deeds, safety with handling knives, getting achievement badges for taking care of the earth and learning to ride a bicycle and such. It feels a little anachronistic as I read these with him, and I always feel the need to add in stuff like, 'but don't do this if you are alone without a parent', or 'be sure not to go off alone with anyone, even if you know them, unless one of us knows about it'. Or about marriage, that 'sometimes there are couples who are the same gender. ' (I'm sure the Scouts love that I say this!) But I like the general idea behind Scouts, so it's overall still a good thing, I think.

RIP. I'll have to find some recordings, thanks!