has there been any instant during the last 50 years when "hey jude" was not playing somewhere in the world, whether on a record player, 8-track, cassette, cd, spotify, by a tribute band, or anything else?
Have i lived my entire life with that song continuously playing?
The "more driveway" part of the above picture has heaved upwards from a massive city owned tree planted right beside it... it's basically a speed bump now.
I'm wondering if I'm responsible for all costs to fix it, is it the city... is it a shared cost?
I think it's called a driveway crossing but this is referring to curb lowerings so I'm not 100% on that... anyone go through something similar with the city?
acupuncture alone will not, but used in conjunction with Physio it can help.
I've never been a proponent of acupuncture, but I will second this.
I dont know what element it provides, but when I was doing physio for my shoulder the physio included it as part of the treatment and....they're small needles so I shrugged and figured 'sure, go for it' and the overall process did wonders.
How much of that can be attributed to acupuncture? That I cant say.
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I’ll have another physio treatment in a few days. I’ll ask my therapist.
Not pure acupuncture, but dry needling was part of the treatment by my physio when I had a hyper flexion high ankle sprain. IIRC, along with the use of a TENS system, it was used to help relax the muscles around (usually calf and knee IIRC) to aid range of movement/reduce pain in other connected areas to the injured area.
For what you're probably aiming for, you want a longer term fix. Acupuncture, tens, massage etc. are good short term fixes. I don't know the science, but I'd guess it's perhaps useful to reduce longer longer term effects of overcompensation, but on their own, not a long term solution to the injury.
Stick to the physio treatment, and after the treatment, I've found that yoga and tai chi movements are good for maintenance and addressing longer term effects/aiming to return to the original range of motion+. Yoga is great when range of motion/pain is almost fully back, but IMO tai chi is far superior when you're still not fully back for range of motion/pain.
As much as I like yoga and its overall effects, I do find that the movements at times are too much for the affected areas, especially if your body is "unbalanced" in terms of range of motion. IMO, situations such as balancing on one side when you have a bad ankle or knee kinda sucks, especially when doing stuff like Vinyasa flows with a bad foot, ankle or knee.
Tai chi warm ups on the other hand (I've only been dabbling in recently), seems much more geared towards seniors. As such, the movements are much more friendly if you have restricted range of motion/unbalanced range of motion/pain. You can still do basic versions of the movement and slowly move towards balancing out the range of motion on each side of the body. If you become unbalanced in the movements, you're less likely to end up doing a bigger/more painful correction as you attempt to prevent a stumble. I've also seemed to notice some sitting or assisted tai chi movements (ie: a bar/walking stick). These are great options to incrementally increase range of motion with lower chances of re-injury. I don't think I've really heard of any scenarios where such movements are regularly recommended as part of an injury recovery, but I'm starting to think it should.
That can come with its own set of challenges, though.
A few weeks ago I was out for dinner and then to some weird bar with my friends. After dinner and before the bar we had edibles. Bar was in Chinatown and if you ordered this giant soup bowl of booze then they'd turn on a lightening and thunder show and let a fog machine rip. Naturally I had to order that.
So as I finished the giant popcorn bowl of every drink they had the edibles kicked in suuuuuper hard. Like, it went from a super fun night to all of a sudden I lost the ability to speak and my legs stopped working. I tried to tough it out, but it just kept going sideways.
So I tried to make my exit after trying to communicate using only my eyes...like I looked at people around the table with a look that said, 'yo, my world has completely crumbled, I can't talk, I will live, go about your night, I gotta jet.' Somehow they all picked up what I was putting down and I was able to get out from the table.
The fun didn't stop there, though. I could only walk about five steps (remember, my legs weren't working). So then I had to flop into another table and work on willing my legs to work so I could carry on out the door to my uber that was almost there.
Finally broke free from this weird-ass place and had to drape myself onto a railing outside. I was like hunched over this railing like one of those fentanyl people. I totally understood them at that moment.
Anyway, uber pulled up and I made it home. Have no clue what the dosage of those edibles were - and I'm no stranger to weed whatsoever - but holy crap did they fk me up. Well, plus the booze, I guess.
Anyway, watch your dosage, fotze. Edibles may work, or they may make for one hell of a trip.
That can come with its own set of challenges, though.
A few weeks ago I was out for dinner and then to some weird bar with my friends. After dinner and before the bar we had edibles. Bar was in Chinatown and if you ordered this giant soup bowl of booze then they'd turn on a lightening and thunder show and let a fog machine rip. Naturally I had to order that.
So as I finished the giant popcorn bowl of every drink they had the edibles kicked in suuuuuper hard. Like, it went from a super fun night to all of a sudden I lost the ability to speak and my legs stopped working. I tried to tough it out, but it just kept going sideways.
So I tried to make my exit after trying to communicate using only my eyes...like I looked at people around the table with a look that said, 'yo, my world has completely crumbled, I can't talk, I will live, go about your night, I gotta jet.' Somehow they all picked up what I was putting down and I was able to get out from the table.
The fun didn't stop there, though. I could only walk about five steps (remember, my legs weren't working). So then I had to flop into another table and work on willing my legs to work so I could carry on out the door to my uber that was almost there.
Finally broke free from this weird-ass place and had to drape myself onto a railing outside. I was like hunched over this railing like one of those fentanyl people. I totally understood them at that moment.
Anyway, uber pulled up and I made it home. Have no clue what the dosage of those edibles were - and I'm no stranger to weed whatsoever - but holy crap did they fk me up. Well, plus the booze, I guess.
Anyway, watch your dosage, fotze. Edibles may work, or they may make for one hell of a trip.
Haha, ya, they have an unpredictable nature for sure.
Actually just came from the doctor. I explained how I had the only panic attack I ever had last time at the Orlando airport. He said "Why not just have whisky?" Then I laughed and he said just kidding. Told him my wife wouldn't like me pounding whisky at 5 am. He said, no, this will help and wrote the prescription.
He gave me 10 loreazapams, told me to test it prior just in case. I'm not bringing weed stuff to central america.
The "more driveway" part of the above picture has heaved upwards from a massive city owned tree planted right beside it... it's basically a speed bump now.
I'm wondering if I'm responsible for all costs to fix it, is it the city... is it a shared cost?
I think it's called a driveway crossing but this is referring to curb lowerings so I'm not 100% on that... anyone go through something similar with the city?
That can come with its own set of challenges, though.
A few weeks ago I was out for dinner and then to some weird bar with my friends. After dinner and before the bar we had edibles. Bar was in Chinatown and if you ordered this giant soup bowl of booze then they'd turn on a lightening and thunder show and let a fog machine rip. Naturally I had to order that.
So as I finished the giant popcorn bowl of every drink they had the edibles kicked in suuuuuper hard. Like, it went from a super fun night to all of a sudden I lost the ability to speak and my legs stopped working. I tried to tough it out, but it just kept going sideways.
So I tried to make my exit after trying to communicate using only my eyes...like I looked at people around the table with a look that said, 'yo, my world has completely crumbled, I can't talk, I will live, go about your night, I gotta jet.' Somehow they all picked up what I was putting down and I was able to get out from the table.
The fun didn't stop there, though. I could only walk about five steps (remember, my legs weren't working). So then I had to flop into another table and work on willing my legs to work so I could carry on out the door to my uber that was almost there.
Finally broke free from this weird-ass place and had to drape myself onto a railing outside. I was like hunched over this railing like one of those fentanyl people. I totally understood them at that moment.
Anyway, uber pulled up and I made it home. Have no clue what the dosage of those edibles were - and I'm no stranger to weed whatsoever - but holy crap did they fk me up. Well, plus the booze, I guess.
Anyway, watch your dosage, fotze. Edibles may work, or they may make for one hell of a trip.
Same thing happened to me a few weeks ago. In Vancouver for a ball tournament, and a bunch of us are staying at an Airbnb. Friend offers me a gummy and I take a full one without thinking, usually they just give me nice mellow high while drinking. I didn't realize though that this friend was a bit of a pothead and these were not the type of gummies I've had before. I remember standing in the kitchen trying to follow a conversation that became harder with each word spoken, and then I uttered some kind of gibberish because it became painfully obvious to me how awkward I was being just standing there swaying without saying anything. Then the tunnel vision started and everytime I moved my head my whole world would crumble for a second until things came back into focus. At that point I gave up and stumbled to bed. I did have one of the deepest nights of sleep that I can remember though, so that was nice
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Haha, ya, they have an unpredictable nature for sure.
Actually just came from the doctor. I explained how I had the only panic attack I ever had last time at the Orlando airport. He said "Why not just have whisky?" Then I laughed and he said just kidding. Told him my wife wouldn't like me pounding whisky at 5 am. He said, no, this will help and wrote the prescription.
He gave me 10 loreazapams, told me to test it prior just in case. I'm not bringing weed stuff to central america.
Totally, that's cocaine country.
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