OT: chronic fatigue study results

It is helicobacter - a web search should provide plenty of information. Quite an interesting discovery that has saved thousands unnecessary pain.

Pat > >

Jangchub wrote: > What's the name of this bacteria?

Heliobactor pylori

Dianne

BRAVO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's what I've been saying for years about the whole situation.

Jangchub wrote:

Thanks, that's very interesting. I don't have ulcers, but my mother does. Not all the time, but she gets them now and then. Maybe she actually doesn't have ulcers, but acid reflux which is very dangerous also.

Helicobacter pylori

Cheryl

My kids and their friends treat each other's houses as 2nd homes. After the fire, when we were still all 5 in a motel room, my oldest was invited to live with her best friend for as long as she needed to stay. When the parents of my kids' friends travel, we sometimes put them up for those nights, and vice versa.

I don't think that makes any of the parents involved "uninvolved" with their children's lives.

I don't know that I will ever understand the mentality that assumes that just because you are a SAHM that you aren't working your butt off everyday. No weekends or evenings off, if your family is awake, you are on the job! I had days where I wished that I only worked a 40 hr week and could leave work at the end of an 8 hr shift, let me tell you!

I wish I didn't have my doubts that the SAHM discussed here actually exists. Even if she does, the horrible accusations about her here seemed uncalled for, when she's not around to defend herself.

I'm off to help hang up speakers. BTW, I hate moving, even tho I'm moving home again, it's still moving and it bites! lol

Caryn

LOL! We swore we`d never move again after the last move to here 21 years ago! Mind you, we`ve just had a couple of rooms painted, and the upheaval from that is just as bad! Everything was dumped in my computer/diningroom, which I`d only just decluttered. John keeps poking his head round the door to remark "Why don`t we just set fire to it?"

I`m being ruthless and sorting out the big bookcase (from the hall) and taking books I know I`ll never read again to the British Heart Foundation. All I have to do is persuade John to do the same. He`ll start off willingly, then everything will go still and quiet and he`ll be sitting on the floor with his nose in one of the books!

Now the only good thing about it is that one of our grandsons is a painter/decorator!!! 21 years ago he was not long out of nappies and we did it ourselves! I just wish that one of the six was a keen gardener, too!!!

Once we`ve recovered from all this activity, for which we`re DEFINITELY too old - it`s the awful job of having the lounge done. I`ve put my foot down over that, though. I want to wait at LEAST a couple of months before we face that ordeal!

Pat P

Ahem. (music playing) It's just my imagination, running away with me...

I am in awe of women who take care of children and who are SAHM's Further, I am dumbstruck by women who work outside the home AND take care of children regardless their ages. It's the hardest job in the world. You are shaping a human being and the mother's attitude will eventually be what the adult children's attitude will ultimately be.

I also hate moving, but once everything is in place and it's nice and clean and finished you can lay on the couch all day and be a SAHM, AFTER you work your full time job!

Sure.....

After we replace the couch! Movers managed to lose two legs and bend the frame of the sofa bed, so the couch is currently unusable. We had to unfold the bed to get the frame # to order new legs, and we now can't get it back in. Moving company person is coming on Friday to inspect it. We hope they will pay to replace it, because the damage is all on them. Couch was in living room on 1st floor, all the fire and smoke was on the 2nd floor, so nothing else could be the cause, as it worked fine pre-fire!

After work tonight the big plan is to clear the downstairs of the misc boxes that have stuff we haven't decided what to do with yet. Part of it is waiting on the garbage men to actually pick up our trash. Home two weeks, and they've come once! First week they just missed us, apparently the guys on the truck didn't get the memo to resume pickups. Monday, because of the whole immigrant boycott thing they were short staffed and didn't pick up. OY!

Caryn

I don't envy you that. The only room we can fit our couch is in the livingroom. It won't go through any other doors, but the French Doors in the living room.

I'm off to the doctor and a good chance a blood transfusion (which I don't want and will kick and scream). My mother is going to get typed, Mark is A+ and while I've had it tested a million times, I don't remember mine. I only want blood from either of them, preferably from my husband (if he matches).

With all the diseases found in the blood supply in the last several decades, I don't trust anyone when they say blood products are completely safe. They are not.

Other than this little problem, life is very good!

Actually, the blood supply is safer than ever, since it's tested (by FDA regs) for so many things.

And the alternative to so many people to a blood transfusion is death.

I match Mark, I like to joke that I'm an A plus!

Ok, so it's silly, but you knew that about me already!

Caryn

They said the blood supply was safer than ever before AIDS showed up, also. More people contract Hepatitis C through transfusion than all other ways combined. Not any more, but this virus mutates, so does AIDS and, oh, I don't know.

I saw him today and he said I'm not need>Actually, the blood supply is safer than ever, since it's tested (by FDA

There is now a test for Hep C. Your information is not up to date.

NOTHING is ABSOLUTELY safe. Not the roof on your house, not your next breath.

We do the best we can do.

I apologize. I said I would not again engage with Victoria, but I have.

The only thing I have to say in my defense is that this is a topic about which I have more than a little information, and about which I care a lot.

Mistakes have been made by our nation's blood banks in the past -- mistakes based on information available at that time.

But isn't that really the best any of us can do - make decisions based on the information we have.

I suspect that's what Vic's doctors are presently doing, and what Vic herself is doing.

I know it's what I do, every day.

I do know that our blood supply is as safe as we humans can make it. That's the very best we can do. We learn from the mistakes of the past, and try to do better.

The blood banks of this nation have done that, and now I'm doing it as well, bowing out of this present conversation.

But not before saying one thing -- if you're able to donate blood, DO SO. You never know when someone you know and love will be the one who needs it.

They've only had a blood serum test for hep c since 1991. What about all those who had transmissions before that? More people in the US have hepatitis c than AIDS and it's the number one cause of transplant.

When you need a transfusion, get one. You don't have to get snotty because I don't trust the blood in banks.

Which is why I want my husband and mother to donate their blood and they can prepare it and freeze it if I need a transfusion.

Please, d>I apologize. I said I would not again engage with Victoria, but I have. >

I know I'm coming in late here, but I have to defend Karen on this one. I brought up my kids the first 14 years in a very small town, where hiding things was not easy, and there were several mothers like that. Right when the baby came home from the hospital, if it cried it was laid down with a bottle in its mouth, supported by a folded receiving blanket, diaper or whatever was handy. When it got to be a toddler and coud climb, breakfast was whatever over-sugared cereal it could reach by clambering up onto the counter, either that or toaster pastries. Lunch was bologna or the like, on white bread thick with mayo. Dinner was whatever mother had found in the supermarket freezer case, or, if she felt ambitious, Hamburger Helper. On the rare occasions when she really cooked, she managed to fry a few chops, then served gravy from a can and potatoes or stuffing from a box. During school vacations, the kids were ordered out to play (many of them ended up at my house). Heaven forfend the poor mother be interrupted in her soap opera watching or phone yakking. I know this because quite a number of kids had their first taste of real mashed potatoes, or homemade biscuits or gravy, or home made soup, right at my dining table.

Olwyn Mary in New Orleans

Olwyn Mary wrote: I know this because quite a number of kids had their first

Isn't it fun to see their reactions? When DD had friends over and we made homemade blueberry muffins - the kind with maybe 3 Tbsp. sugar, not the huge "cake" ones from the store...the shock on their faces and the light in their eyes when they ate them hot from the oven...

Or how many teens don't know what a "popover" is! Favorite treats, with butter melted inside the cavity and honey dripping out - but we've not met even ONE friend of either DD who've ever had that.

Sue