I have two stones sitting in my right kidney. For the last 2 months I had two visits with my urologist and both times the urinalysis results came back with traces of blood in urine. Now I am concerned
Will start my orientation soon. What to expect on first day? More paperwork? What else? Classes? Oath?
I will greatly appreciate if someone can put some information.
What’s SIDA? Is this the same as Cac card?
Since I have anxiety, my neurologist recently prescribed me sertraline. I am in week two for taking the medication. And I have noticed that my head shaking has decreased by 80%. I should say I can feel more stability in my neck. Does anyone else have the same experience?
Since I have anxiety, my neurologist recently prescribed me sertraline. I am in week two for taking the medication. And I have noticed that my head shaking has decreased by 80%. I should say I can feel more stability in my neck. Does anyone else have the same experience?
Since I have anxiety, my neurologist recently prescribed me sertraline. I am in week two for taking the medication. And I have noticed that my head shaking has decreased by 80%. I should say I can feel more stability in my neck. Does anyone else have the same experience?
Finally I received FJO
Applied in May 2024.
I have cervical dystonia with a dystonic head tremor. My neurologist has evaluated me and believes I’m medically fit to work, and he’s willing to provide medical clearance stating that I’m capable of performing the duties of any job I apply for.
Out of curiosity, would a detention officer (corrections officer) agency still consider hiring someone with cervical dystonia/dystonic head tremor, or is that typically disqualifying? Has anyone here worked in corrections or known someone with a movement disorder who was hired for this type of position?
I’m still shaken from what happened last night. I was driving through the countryside in the rain, going about 45 mph, when out of nowhere a fox darted directly into my path. It happened so fast, less than a foot from my bumper, that there was no chance to brake in time. I felt both tires roll over it, front then back, and my stomach just dropped. I couldn’t process it right away, so I kept driving for half a mile before turning back, quietly hoping I’d find the road empty, that it had somehow survived and run off. Instead, I found it there, still alive, its front legs twitching, but unable to move its hindquarters, like its back was broken. It was around 9:45 p.m., the rain still coming down, and within minutes other cars pulled up, irritated that I was stopped on the narrow road. When I tried to explain, someone shouted, “It’s already dead, just go.” But it wasn’t dead, not yet. I forced myself to leave, but sleep never came. All I could think about was whether it had pups somewhere waiting, and some small part of me hopes it was male, so at least there’s no litter left behind