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Was it Lupus?

(It is never Lupus.)

A friend, who was a med student, nearly cheered when he had a lupus case.

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Was it Lupus?

(It is never Lupus.)

it was Lupus once

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I knew (not very well) someone who died of lupus. Two months after she got married :(

Half of her hair fell out when she was a kid, and apparently that's a classic sign, but the doctors didn't catch it.

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A friend of a family member lost his wife to lupus many years ago.

Also, this.

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I don't even know what all the things i was checked for are. There were so many tests and so many different specialists, and much of the last time i was in the hospital was spent kind of delusional and exhausted. (I remember the details of hallucinations so clearly, but almost nothing else.)

Having a history of it, i know they were concerned about cancer, but biopsies were always inconclusive. I mean, and when it was the worst, after the immediate and most serious problems were dealt with, i kind of just got better on my own. I mean, you don't get better from cancer without intervention.

So leads were exhausted, i was feeling healthy, and thus sent on my way. Have been under close watch since the then, and generally eating and living much healthier to offset lingering problems, but things are still looking up

Was pretty wrecked by the last couple years, but relative to how much worse it could have still been, i feel like i got off scot free.

Shit, putting this into words is bumming me out.

Anyways, I have an MRI coming up. If that looks good, i guess i'm pretty much in the clear for the foreseeable future. Hurrah.

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Look on the bright side, maybe you'll get super powers from all those tests.

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Also, now you've gotten all your medical problems for the next 20 years out of the way in one lump sum!

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So four days ago I got back from Philmont Scout Ranch in New Mexico, in which I partook in a 12 day hiking extravaganza. It was a lot of fun and I probably did some of the stupidest things in my life, like doing a handstand 9,000 feet in the air on a craggily rock formation and unknowingly eating cow stomach. Hopefully I will get a hold of a picture of one of those two event (hint: the first one), so I don't sound like I am lying out of my ass.

But I also did some cool things like climb two mountains, The Tooth of Time(9,003 feet, handstand achieved) and Mt. Baldy(12,441 feet, to tired for handstand). Black-powder shooting, rock climbing, almost getting eaten by a bear, almost getting charged by a deer, running out of water and suffering dehydration but still hiking on like an idiot. Ahhhh good times.

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Was it Lupus?

(It is never Lupus.)

The thought that it was Lupus actually ran through my mind when I read this just now.

I will diagnose this in someone one day, and I will cheer, but it will be on the inside because it's a crappy illness to have.

Good luck with the MRI btw:tup:

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So my job kind of sucks and I worked seven days last week without overtime compensation, but at the very least I think I've met some other wonderful artists who can teach me a lot about creating better art work and I'm already making idiotic jokes offhand all day with them.

I suppose you can find great people everywhere, even making garbage ass Facebook games.

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I've also found out if you make throw away internet gag posts like this, then you will get Russians e-mailing you five years later still eagerly waiting for your Duckman fan game.

This is hilarious to me even though I feel kind of bad for crushing somebody's hopes and dreams.

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Currently thinking about a change of career - well, a mild diversion of career anyway.

Current - self employed Security Penetration Tester, London based office, home based Shropshire.

Pros: Pretty high wage, can *sometimes* be interesting, can take hols as and when, flexibility is high (can work form home a lot). Pretty much zero possibility of being made redundant.

Cons: Have to deal with internal politics a *lot*, travel away from home a *lot*, heartily sick of company I currently work for - only there for the money now. Not too happy.

Prospective - working for web company locally, PHP programmer, MySQL, tech support,

Pros: Very close to home (4 miles), new challenges!

Cons: Poor salary - circa 15-20K pa, economic climate might mean they go down the (inter)tubes at any time! Wouldn't be advisable to buy Caterham if I went for this :)

So, I thought I'd put it to you all for thoughts. I really hate the company I work for although the money really, really is excellent.

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Money isn't everything. If you earn enough for basic needs + a bunch of extras, then I think it's more important to work at a place where you like it. Of course you won't know if you like it at the new company.

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Yeah, it's always a deeply personal decision. I'd say your hating the place you work at outweighs any pro except for 'I will starve if I quit' or 'I am earning literally millions'.

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I'd say it comes down to whether you think carrying on with your current gig is going to rot you from the inside out. There also might be more options than just the two you're looking at right now?

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I'd say it comes down to whether you think carrying on with your current gig is going to rot you from the inside out. There also might be more options than just the two you're looking at right now?

This.

The other job might be a huge step backwards in your career, and it really doesn't sound very good from the way you've described it (instability and all), but you clearly want to go for it because you hate your current situation so much. I guess you should try and change your current situation, and not force yourself to do something that's making you unhappy... Have you looked around at all your options?

StackOverflow Careers is supposed to be very good, etc.

Also, perhaps taking a holiday could relieve some of the pressure and give you more energy to find something you feel confident in taking?

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I actually quite enjoy the job I'm doing - just sick of how the co. I'm currently with do things. However - any job I'm likely to get in my current career, especially if I go to a new company, will require extended time away from home (like 5 days/week) until they feel they can 'trust' me to do the job right and how like they like to operate.

I was close to getting a job with Portcullis (a pretty highly thought of company in the sec arena), until I said that I would prefer to work from home. Unfortunately, that's the nature of the beast - I would be required to travel onto clients sites and what have you, and potentially be based at their offices the rest of the time.

There are no companies of this type in my area, and 90% are in Greater London. My current job allows me a huge amount of flexibility in that I can work from hom pretty much 90% of the time, and the other 10% I spend on site tearing my hair out because of other not providing me with what we need to do the job that are clearly documented. For example, we apportion 2 days for testing and I spend 1.5 days chasing the project managers for the pre-requirements and 0.5 days doing what I'm supposed to. The upshot is that the we have to return at some point or do a half arsed job.

/Wall o'text, apologies. *edit*. Useful thoughts though from all so far, thanks.

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So I've had a shitty couple of weeks.

First off, my job is getting sketchier and sketchier. In addition to opening way less interesting films than normal since the departure of my old boss, the new guy has scammed me on my last two paycheques. 7 hours unpaid three weeks ago and 3 hours last week. I called him on it both times and the hours get added into the next pay period, but it sucks that I have to be policing it like this.

The really shitty thing though was the mould. 2 weekends ago was the Calgary Folk Music Festival. It comes the week after the Calgary Stampede and makes me feel good to live in this city right on the heels of the thing that makes me feel the worst about living here, so it's usually a high point of my year. This year was still awesome, so good for that. The only downside was a ridiculous hail storm on the Friday night (this is an outdoor festival) that soaked me to my very core and made me hate everything for a while. The music was still great, and dammit I'm one of the hardcore attendees, so I sat in a hailstorm from 3pm to 11:30pm hiding under a tarp with my girlfriend. The rest of the weekend was blazing hot and sunny, so it made up for it. On the Sunday night though, super happy and relaxed from a weekend in the sun listening to folk/world music, we returned to my apartment and my girlfriend handed me a pillow with black spots on it saying "eew... This one can be yours..." I looked at the pillow and got concerned, so we pulled my bed out from the wall to discover a HUGE colony of black mould had been growing behind my bed. Turns out that the water seal between the wall of my basement suite and the ground outside had given way during all the crazy storms Calgary has been having lately and stuff had started to grow.

On the plus side, my landlady has been really good about this. In fact, I'm currently living at my girlfriends while she pays contractors to rip out my bedroom walls and replace the whole deal. On the other hand, the best case scenario in this situation is still that I'm homeless for at least two weeks while all this happens. Also, when I was moving my bed to the living room to get all the furniture out of my bedroom for the construction, the bedframe fell into my TV, which was a really nice 52-inch TV that I'd inherited when my parents moved across the country and didn't want to take it with them. I can't afford a new one, so I get to have a TV with a big ol' crack in it until I can get the money together for a replacement. Also, I went to a doctor today who told me that inhaling all that mould has given me bronchitis, so now I need meds. Good times.

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Fuck, Miffy, that's a hailstorm or awfulness. Hope you get better soon. Is the bronchitis thing permanent or only until the mould is gone from your lungs? Otherwise you can take up Egon's hobby: I collect spores, moulds and fungus.

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Well, I got put on some antibiotics that are supposed to clear it up by the end of the week, so hopefully it'll be gone sooner rather than later. Meanwhile, I'm getting booted to the guest room at my girlfriend's (she still lives with her parents, which adds awkward to the whole situation even though they really like me) on nights when she has to work in the morning because I'm keeping her up with my coughing fits. I had to sleep in the guest room on our fourth anniversary on Wednesday, which sorta sucked. The anniversary itself was nice, I just felt like shit the whole time. We're going to have to have the actual celebration once I get better.

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Aw. I would offer a hug but you'd probably cough a bunch of mucus into my hair and EW.

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Damn Miffy, that's a run of luck alright, certainly not the good kind. Hope everything clears up. Though I have to say that I don't think I've ever had that kind of landlord/lady that actually gives a rats ass.

Fair warning: Self-pitying malaise follows

Sitting here a week off from the anniversary of the death of my fiance, drinking a 19-year single malt scotch, realizing that most of the music I enjoy was made before I was born is making me feel incredibly old. I suppose in a way, it's the best way to cap off one of the better days I've ever had. Though as usual, Thumbs makes everything a little brighter. Cheers all.

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Ouch, Orvidos. Hang in there, and don't give up on life yet! There's tons of things to do still, stuff to experience, not just from the past.

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