u/bigbuttbubba45

Back pain in hospital

He is in the hospital and I am trying hard to get to him. Please pray for his mental well-being and pray I can get to him. Thank you!

A church elder, in the Southern Baptist church, to provide context, told me I am irredeemable because I was once using (prescription) drugs taken lawfully.

I don’t understand if I didn’t hurt anyone, I didn’t steal, I didn’t break the law.

I thought Jesus forgave us all.

If I’m irredeemable, why continue? This has me wondering if God hates me.

I’m $60,000 in debt, I have to work overtime when it’s offered to cover the $1,000 payments. It’s affecting my health.

Can I claim my wife as a dependent if she is not also filing?

I feel so stupid and so overwhelmed.

Arguably, the most maternal figure on the show. The scene where she is knitting those booties just made me cry.

Rose was glamorous and fabulous in her own way and Midge was a loving mother, but I’m glad those kids had Shirley in their life.

The episode when Moiche and Shirley were going to break Mae out of China was touching. Am

Also her giving Ethan the lunch options out in Queens.

At the beginning of the series, I loved Midge’s family. By the end, I loved Joel’s even more—although they were one big blended family which was so touching and mature.

Thank you. Health related.

Where do I even file? Reading I have to go two-years back

Not looking for legal advice obviously, but are there refinancing options? That you can consolidate and make your interest payments less? What are those called?

In the last 4 years, I almost died from a routine surgery, my grandmother died, my mom died, months later my Dad was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer—miraculously he is still here.

My husband asked me for a divorce.

I had to move into a trailer that isn’t very habitable.

I’m trying to hard. I pray without ceasing. I do count my blessings, but my heart is broken still.

Having issues. Needs God’s grace:

I learned they have hated me for 10-years. When my spouse and I separated and reconnected they blocked me and haven’t unblocked me.

Mourning them feels like a death. Them secretly hating me feels so shocking and makes me question my self-worth.

I don’t have parents or siblings. My Dad is my only living relative and he constantly needs me to prop his emotions up.

I swear every single thing is connected to Twin Peaks. I was watching “The Marvelous Miss Maisel” and I heard a Rosemary Clooney reference. I clicked on her children and saw this handsome man.

I knew Albert’s mother was famous, because I read somewhere that Marilyn Monroe held him when he was a tiny baby.

I had no idea she was THE Rosemary Clooney (great-aunt to George Clooney!)

RIP, Albert. I still can’t believe you’re in that great white lodge in the sky.

I recently discovered my in-laws on 10-years hated me (after years of pretending to love me) they did I fact, not love me.

They tried to get my husband to divorce me around Christmas to maximize hurt.

I’m having a hard time because most of my family are dead.

I loved these people and I wish it didn’t hurt but it does. Some of the things they have insinuated makes me think they me happy if I was no longer alive.

I’ve a human. God saw for to make me a person.

I need prayers.

My husband is $60,000 in credit card section. He’s working himself to the bone. We can’t get ahead.

What would a bankruptcy attorney generally charge for something like this? We have no home, car, anything. We rent off of family.

I’m one of those body shapes where I’m tiny up top and have a tiny waist and hips and butt.

I’m only 5’3”. I started at 232 (242 according to my surgeon but I swear those scales were the only ones that ever got me in the 240’s so I question if they’d been calibrated if you catch my drift)

Anyway, I had complications (nicked artery that required am ER surgery, woke up on a ventilator in ICU, in diabetic ketoacidosis (despite no history of diabetes or prediabetes) and several bags or insulin, 6-9 blood transfusions and a small melon-sized hematoma later, I was released to go home.

I came back to the ER, because the pain was so bad I almost fainted when I stood up. A CT Scan revealed nothing had changed and I just needed better pain management to get me over the hump and be able to move about.

I was a slow loser. This isn’t abnormal as I have PCOS and autoimmune diseases, so my body has always hung on to extra weight.

I have played by the rules and managed to lose an average of 1.5 lbs a week and I’m down to 160 for a year out that makes my weight loss 82 lbs! I try not to compare myself with others and I am grateful in some ways for the slow loss.

I’m still a BMI of 29 on the BMI scale. I now walk 60 minutes a night 6 nights a week. I walk through the airport with ease. I’m extremely happy to be able to get around better—it was scary how little distance I could walk pre-surgery.

My primary care physician told me to stop losing. 135 was my goal so I’m still 25 lbs away from that although I’ll stop sooner if I feel unhealthy.

I’m just curious if anyone else has had a doctor tell them to stop losing because they were a healthy BMI. This is all new to me.

My primary care physician did tell me that she had an employee that had the surgery that had lost so much they were fighting to get her to hold on to any weight, so I fear this is why she wants me to stop.

My husband suggested I followed my bariatric tea’’s advice since they’re the experts on this.

Again, curious if anyone has been encouraged to stop prior to meeting goal. FWIW, my labs are the best they have been in years. Every thing is in the normal range except my alkaline phosphate is slightly elevated.