Physician's Note: The following side are side effects of the rejection pill.
- Insomnia
- Initial and sometimes prolonged nausea
- Loss of appetite
- Chest pains
- Depression or lethargy (anywhere from 1 week - 2 years in worst cases)
Studies have shown that each time the rejection pill is taken, certain side effects may lessen. For example, depression is typically experienced at its longest upon first dose and should lessen with each subsequent dose.
Experts recommend swallowing the pill in it's whole dose, as opposed to spreading out one dose in multiple takings. Though effects may be more potent, they are swifter to heal. WARNING: Rejection pill can cause addiction. Patients should only take this pill under doctor prescription, and remain under close care while under the influence of the pill.
NOTE: The rejection pill should never completely lose its effect on the chest. If no chest pains are felt and the patient appears free of all symptoms, they should call the doctor immediately.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
The Battle of Head and Heart
Sometimes you don't know how you feel about someone until it is too late. Your heart tells you so after some news that makes the truth unavoidable. He's dating someone else.
There's a scene from my latest TV obsession, "How I Met Your Mother," season 4 - where Ted confesses to ex-girlfriend, Stella, his envy of her happiness with her fiance, and the happiness and security he recognizes in the unions around him. "I want that," he says, "and I'm tired of waiting."
One of the reasons I love this show so much is because of how much I relate to Ted's search. As much as I try to deny it, I think there is a hopeless romantic somewhere in me. And although years of waiting has made some of those dreams of finding someone I'm excited about grow dim, deep down I want to believe that it's still possible. Might there be someone I can connect with and laugh with and feel excited about? My head has told me to be prepared for something else. But there are moments where your heart exposes that vulnerable hope that you have tried so hard to protect. And it gives one pause to wonder -- Did I miss the boat? As I figure myself out and am a slow learner in this area, will there be anyone left? And of course, the most tempting question of all: What's wrong with me?
My head believes that there is someone out there. It even believes that I'm right where I'm supposed to be right now, and that all of this is preparing me for the realization of all of those hopes in a way beyond what I can conceive at this moment. But my heart's hope is not there yet. And as a soldier must continue to fight even with fresh wounds, I know my call is to keep pressing forward. Someday my heart and head will be in the same place.
Meanwhile, I want to believe that he, whoever he is, is getting here as fast as he can.
There's a scene from my latest TV obsession, "How I Met Your Mother," season 4 - where Ted confesses to ex-girlfriend, Stella, his envy of her happiness with her fiance, and the happiness and security he recognizes in the unions around him. "I want that," he says, "and I'm tired of waiting."
One of the reasons I love this show so much is because of how much I relate to Ted's search. As much as I try to deny it, I think there is a hopeless romantic somewhere in me. And although years of waiting has made some of those dreams of finding someone I'm excited about grow dim, deep down I want to believe that it's still possible. Might there be someone I can connect with and laugh with and feel excited about? My head has told me to be prepared for something else. But there are moments where your heart exposes that vulnerable hope that you have tried so hard to protect. And it gives one pause to wonder -- Did I miss the boat? As I figure myself out and am a slow learner in this area, will there be anyone left? And of course, the most tempting question of all: What's wrong with me?
My head believes that there is someone out there. It even believes that I'm right where I'm supposed to be right now, and that all of this is preparing me for the realization of all of those hopes in a way beyond what I can conceive at this moment. But my heart's hope is not there yet. And as a soldier must continue to fight even with fresh wounds, I know my call is to keep pressing forward. Someday my heart and head will be in the same place.
Meanwhile, I want to believe that he, whoever he is, is getting here as fast as he can.
Sunday, December 06, 2009
Letting Go of Sherbatsky
In season 1 of "How I Met Your Mother," there is an episode where character Robin Sherbatsky begins dating a seemingly great guy: He's handsome, attentive, easygoing and totally into her. Throughout the epidsode though, we see Robin struggling. She feels cramped by his eagerness to do things together, and uncomfortable being part of a couple. There is one scene in particular that captures this. After a pep talk with her best friend about needing to let go of herself a little and embrace the "togetherness" of couple-dom, Robin takes the giant step of deciding to share an ice cream sundae with her boyfriend. But throughout the conversation, she keeps qualifying all of his "we" statements back into "you" and "I"s. As Robin attempts to share the sundae, she finds herself pulling it for herself, until finally she creates a diversion to distract her date so that she can finish the sundae off.
From the first time I watched this plot unfold, I felt like I was watching myself, all the way down to the cherry on the sundae. I have become very comfortably independent. And if I were to be honest, I like that at the end of the day I call the shots on my life and there's no complication of another person's needs, preferences or issues to consider. I give myself gladly to my friends and those I love, but if I need my alone time or have other things to tend to, in the back of my mind I know I can just leave. I like my own sundae with the flavors and toppings just the way I like them.
The problem is, there's not much room for someone else in Sherbatsky land. And more recently, I've become aware of how used to it I've become, and protective of losing myself to someone else. But in the world of real relationships, you must create room for someone else, as they create room for you. Their cares become yours, their needs become your concern, their issues become things you must work through -- together.
Like many other singles, I like the idea of dating and becoming a "we" with someone else. But deep down, the thought of letting go of my single comforts makes me a little anxious. At least I know it must be done. It has made it to my to-do list.
From the first time I watched this plot unfold, I felt like I was watching myself, all the way down to the cherry on the sundae. I have become very comfortably independent. And if I were to be honest, I like that at the end of the day I call the shots on my life and there's no complication of another person's needs, preferences or issues to consider. I give myself gladly to my friends and those I love, but if I need my alone time or have other things to tend to, in the back of my mind I know I can just leave. I like my own sundae with the flavors and toppings just the way I like them.
The problem is, there's not much room for someone else in Sherbatsky land. And more recently, I've become aware of how used to it I've become, and protective of losing myself to someone else. But in the world of real relationships, you must create room for someone else, as they create room for you. Their cares become yours, their needs become your concern, their issues become things you must work through -- together.
Like many other singles, I like the idea of dating and becoming a "we" with someone else. But deep down, the thought of letting go of my single comforts makes me a little anxious. At least I know it must be done. It has made it to my to-do list.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)