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[Yoink]

Spoiler: Retroactively spoilered anxiety-ridden rant (click to show/hide)

I'm visiting my mother, and today she took her car to be serviced by a mechanic in the town I went to high school in... I thought we were just visiting it for a day trip, she only mentioned the 'going to be stuck there without a car for hours' part until we were almost out the door.

Now, I hate that town. I spent the worst years of my life there.
Going back always makes for a nerve-wracking experience, especially wandering the town on foot. My anxiety was through the roof, I expected someone I knew to recognize me (even though I look very different from how I did back then) at any moment and force an awkward conversation.
On top of that, even the people I don't know in that place are annoying as fuck.

Fortunately I was able to spend most of the time hiding out in secondhand bookstores (not the one selling new books- last time I went there one of my old classmates was working there, so I avoided it like the plague) and even bought a few good books, and then spent the rest of the time having a few drinks in the local pub which, whilst dreary and depressing with ugly decor, annoying patrons and a very mixed bag of music playing too loud inside, wasn't actually that bad once I found a secluded corner in which to drink in peace. A couple of whiskeys dulled my anxiety for a while, and I topped it off with a pleasant pint outside in the rainy garden.

Still, I was certainly relieved when the car was finally ready and I could escape.
That was awful. At least I didn't meet anyone I knew apart from the owner of one of the bookstores who wasn't so bad (and who didn't seem to recognize me anyway), but I had a few nerve-wracking moments where I thought I recognized someone from a distance.
The town has really wide open lines of sight. And it was pretty crowded at some points... I wound up spotting someone I knew up ahead, glancing aside to consider crossing the street only to see the crowds over there, and then turning to flee down a footpath to a carpark behind the supermarket where I found a good spot to sit and read some poetry to calm myself down.

I don't know why I'm ranting about this so much. Sorry. It's just my mother doesn't seem to understand my dislike of that place at all, nor the anxiety it causes in me. So I'm going to blather at you guys and you can ignore it as you wish.
Heck, I might as well chuck it in a spoiler to make it easier for you to choose whether or not to bother reading my neurotic rambling.
I'm such a considerate guy.

[TD1]

Ohh, what poems?

[Helgoland]

No, for the most part, up to a certain limit

How big is that limit? Is flicking the needle and squirting a bit before injection pointless, then?

[Xantalos]

No, for the most part, up to a certain limit

How big is that limit? Is flicking the needle and squirting a bit before injection pointless, then?

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[ChairmanPoo]

I wouldn't say pointless . It's just that there's a big safety margin. It also varies with the speed at which gas enters the venous system. I don't recall the specifics outright (this is not something I usually meddle with), but looking around I've found some textbooks and articles, in which they state that  the it's estimated that the lethal dose is around 200 to 300 ml of gas, depending on perfusion speed. Which is not to say that you won't get any symptoms for lower doses.

So, TL, DR: Big safety margin, but big uncertainity on where symptomatic and/or lethal doses start, so better keep on the safe side. 

[GiglameshDespair]

No, for the most part, up to a certain limit

How big is that limit? Is flicking the needle and squirting a bit before injection pointless, then?

A brief look at wikipedia tells me that air in the venous system requires quite a lot to be dangerous, otherwise they normally get stopped by the lungs and are filtered out. Human case reports suggest that injecting more than 100 mL of air into the venous system at rates greater than 100 mL/s can be fatal.

In the arteries it's a much bigger deal. The amount of arterial gas embolism that causes symptoms depends on location - 2 mL of air in the cerebral circulation can be fatal, while 0.5 mL of air into a coronary artery can cause cardiac arrest.

Since injections and the like tend to be done into the veins it's less of a concern than you might think.

[Yoink]

Ohh, what poems?

One book is a collection of "Comic and Curious Verse" selected by someone named J.M Cohen, the other is The Everlasting Mercy by John Masefield.
Both are quite good from what I've read so far! Even if some of the antiquated language takes a fair bit of effort to decipher.

[SalmonGod]

I freaked out once when I got distracted after getting out a needle, forgot to load it with insulin, and gave my kid a shot of air in the leg.  Nothing happened.  He said it didn't even hurt.  He was just pissed he had to get poked again.

Not getting injected directly into a vein or anything, but yeah... something that made me terrified a long time ago, because I was just vaguely aware that injecting air was supposed to be a bad thing.

[IcyTea31]

I have until 15'o'clock on Friday to write out my application for a summer job, and I'm not entirely sure what to write as my strengths. I've listed some of my more uncommon ones, but what sort of cliché, common strengths do people really have, that I could write down to make myself look better? The job is in the local Bureau of Culture, described as "customer service, marketing and office work".


Edit: I found this glossy magazine in our house. When will people learn that uncanny perfection does not equal beauty? Seriously, I had to put it away before I could feel safe eating breakfast.

Spoiler: Proof of lizard aliens? (click to show/hide)

[Amperzand]

I have until 15'o'clock on Friday to write out my application for a summer job, and I'm not entirely sure what to write as my strengths. I've listed some of my more uncommon ones, but what sort of cliché, common strengths do people really have, that I could write down to make myself look better? The job is in the local Bureau of Culture, described as "customer service, marketing and office work".


Edit: I found this glossy magazine in our house. When will people learn that uncanny perfection does not equal beauty? Seriously, I had to put it away before I could feel safe eating breakfast.

Spoiler: Proof of lizard aliens? (click to show/hide)

Oh god what

that is not attractive

why did they do that

[Yoink]

As a glittersexual I am triggered by this insensitivity. 

[Orange Wizard]

Honestly a good 90% of fashions aren't attractive but apparently it's the effort/money spent that counts more than the aesthetics.

As a g*****rsexual I am triggered by this insensitivity. 

Please don't mention the g-word around me, I find it very triggering. G*****r ate my baby last year and I have post-traumatic-g*****r-disorder.

[Ultimuh]

trigger

trigger

* Ultimuh 's eyes dilate and foam froths from his mouth in rage.

[i2amroy]

Edit: I found this glossy magazine in our house. When will people learn that uncanny perfection does not equal beauty? Seriously, I had to put it away before I could feel safe eating breakfast.

Spoiler: Proof of lizard aliens? (click to show/hide)

Honestly I think a lot of the problem is that the angular lines of the bones in her facial structure don't match how they tried to pretty her up. They tried to hide them with the forwards bangs, but the angular structure is still very apparent in her chin. I think that if the makeup artists had of taken that structure into effect, rather than trying to hide it, the picture could be a lot better. (She seems like she might be a good candidate more for that "elven" sort of unearthly beauty than the earthy perfect porcelain doll type they are trying out with a face structure like that).

[Loud Whispers]

* Ultimuh 's eyes dilate and foam froths from his mouth in rage.

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