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I don’t know who needs to hear this but, while at low doses THC can relieve some anxiety, as the doses increase it destabilizes the endocannabinoid system and ultimately causes anxiety.

Plus, it has a hangover effect that, unlike with alcohol, you don’t perceive. Don’t drive the day after.

#my patients #that’s who needs to hear this #pharmblr #psychiatric pharmacy

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made a uquiz

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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

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wait do those tin can phones really work?? I thought this was all a myth.

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Greetings, Galemancers.

If you're newer or just missed it, here's the

Gale Dekarios Deserves A Bl*w J*b fan fic (the creative application of the theories therein the meta pinned on my Tumblr)

recently harmoniously joined by the

Gale Dekarios Eats P*ssy So Good You Enter A Liminal Space fan fic.

I am at work every day down in the horknee mines to bring you more.

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right now on earth there’s a kindly old stray tomcat who just got adopted and he’s receiving enough food to fill his belly for the first time in his entire life and he’s so so so happy and he doesn’t even know that it’s going to be like this forever :)

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lol thanks for the post suggestion there tumblr, but I’m not angling to be an influencer or anything here. My goal is to never get big enough for a patient or colleague to identify me.

#I do have one follower who could possibly have seen me at work based on geographical location #but I don’t think that follower realizes #that’s what I tell myself anyway

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And then there’s Effie telling Katniss and Peeta about how lucky they are to stay in luxury. Cut to Katniss’s numb and confused expression. All she really wants is to live, to have consistent food and shelter for her family.

Someone asked me what I’d do with all of the pharmacist money after graduation. I stared at them blankly for a minute. I only wanted to never have to be afraid of homelessness again.

I eventually said I’d only buy the good kind of tweezers.

On my annual Hunger Games kick. Figured out one reason why it speaks to me so much.

I grew up in poverty, was also in poverty during my graduate education, surrounded by classmates and faculty that usually weren’t first generation college students like me. Raising a child with a developmental disorder on my own, far away from everyone.

I read up on how rich people can tell when another is in their class, so I could behave that way, so I might gain access to the networking connections needed for a solid career. I’d take clothes from donation bins and thrift stores and remade them, changing plastic buttons for wood or mother of pearl, adding linings in, hemming etc. Feeling all the while like I was one poor grade away from being homeless again, terrified of not being able to provide for my child.

Dressing and talking the way the upper classes do, always sensing that I was getting it wrong in some way that I hadn’t grasped. Always hiding my tween daughter from them.

Just like when Katniss and Peeta are dressed up for the Capital interviews. The author’s depiction of their trauma, confusion, and desperation was so clear. I’m so grateful that she wrote these books.

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Yes, Ged was wonderful, and I’m always grateful for these authors who create characters who were can see ourselves in, and who become the heroes!

And my experience was the same re: undergrad versus graduate school. There’s always a minority of students like you and me in undergrad, but they’re gone during graduate school.

On my annual Hunger Games kick. Figured out one reason why it speaks to me so much.

I grew up in poverty, was also in poverty during my graduate education, surrounded by classmates and faculty that usually weren’t first generation college students like me. Raising a child with a developmental disorder on my own, far away from everyone.

I read up on how rich people can tell when another is in their class, so I could behave that way, so I might gain access to the networking connections needed for a solid career. I’d take clothes from donation bins and thrift stores and remade them, changing plastic buttons for wood or mother of pearl, adding linings in, hemming etc. Feeling all the while like I was one poor grade away from being homeless again, terrified of not being able to provide for my child.

Dressing and talking the way the upper classes do, always sensing that I was getting it wrong in some way that I hadn’t grasped. Always hiding my tween daughter from them.

Just like when Katniss and Peeta are dressed up for the Capital interviews. The author’s depiction of their trauma, confusion, and desperation was so clear. I’m so grateful that she wrote these books.

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On my annual Hunger Games kick. Figured out one reason why it speaks to me so much.

I grew up in poverty, was also in poverty during my graduate education, surrounded by classmates and faculty that usually weren’t first generation college students like me. Raising a child with a developmental disorder on my own, far away from everyone.

I read up on how rich people can tell when another is in their class, so I could behave that way, so I might gain access to the networking connections needed for a solid career. I’d take clothes from donation bins and thrift stores and remade them, changing plastic buttons for wood or mother of pearl, adding linings in, hemming etc. Feeling all the while like I was one poor grade away from being homeless again, terrified of not being able to provide for my child.

Dressing and talking the way the upper classes do, always sensing that I was getting it wrong in some way that I hadn’t grasped. Always hiding my tween daughter from them.

Just like when Katniss and Peeta are dressed up for the Capital interviews. The author’s depiction of their trauma, confusion, and desperation was so clear. I’m so grateful that she wrote these books.

#Hunter games #suzanne collins #mockingjay #catching fire

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i spent $32 on this fucking bowl at the moma and at first i felt bad buying it bc it was so expensive but ive had a terrible day today and every time i look at my lil bowl im like :o) you know what. i can get through anything with this bowl by my side

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If I weren’t in psych pharmacy, I’d be in vet pharmacy.* They’re cool.

I had one brief vet pharm rotation. My reading for it told me that elephants love meds that taste like chewing tobacco, which, okay Barnum, and that guinea pigs will eat any medicine as long as it’s on a vegetable.

Also acetaminophen is poisonous to cats, and some breeds of dog can only take a certain type of heartworm meds, but I don’t remember the details.

*nuclear pharmacy, my other love, is disqualified since they gotta start work at like 3am. Fuck that.

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do fish ever get to repent? or are they doomed to swim around forever bearing the sins we have tossed to them to consume over the many years?

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ADHD at night: I could write a book. I could get my Master’s Degree. I could go to the club and come home with 12 new friends. I could get a job at that club and meet the mother of my children. I could cure every disease and use my wealth to bring world peace.

ADHD during the day: Fold laundry too hard :( Come back next week

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