u/kindamymoose

After being the target of violence in the workplace, as well as several coworkers of mine, I have decided to start the process of grassroots activism for healthcare workers’ rights for a safe work environment.

I believe the root of this movement will target the current system’s profit-over-people model.

I know there are movements that exist, but I think adding to those can only strengthen the message. Has anyone had success with this?

My first step is to share the stories of those brave enough to tell them. I am a storyteller, among other things.

I know this is a common side effect of Lexapro. I’m on 10mg. I missed a dose because I was waiting on a refill (pharmacy unexpectedly closed). I instantly started having brain zaps and withdrawal symptoms.

I haven’t missed a dose since but I’m battling severe dizzy spells and tremors in my arms. (Tremors aren’t new to me, but these are more intense than usual.)

I just feel bad overall. Laying down is the only thing remotely helping, but I can’t just lay in bed all day.

At what point would I need medical attention, hypothetically speaking?

I just had them replaced in 2023 because they were bad.

The noise I heard when they went out the first time is back. Three years does not seem like a long time to have them replaced again…

Is this common?

I have owned beardies, snakes, and turtles before. I understand the cost of owning a chameleon tends to be higher due to the sensitive nature of their environment. (I have already researched that part.)

What I’m more curious about is temperament. I have seen plenty of times where people have handled chameleons (granted — they’re their own pets) but I guess I’m wondering if it’s more specific to the chameleon? Or are they typically shy overall?

Yes the modifier is important lol.

I’m married. I already told my wife. We both had a giggle.

I walked into work. Girl I was relieving, who’s new, decided to tell me I was cute. I thanked her and started to walk away. “Hey get back here.” Didn’t realize she was talking to me initially. “I said **get back here.**” I turned around thinking, “Wtf?” And before I could actually verbalize that thought, she asked me if I was single.

I told her I’m borderline newlywed (end of last year) and she was…annoyed. 💀 “That always fucking happens to me.”

I’m flattered and confused all in one fam

It worked for the first two weeks, but now it’s like I’m not taking anything at all.

I have acute anxiety related to a somewhat traumatic experience and the anxiety med I’m on is working well (Lexapro 10mg). It is known to cause insomnia, though.

Trazodone helped for about the first two weeks. Now? Nothing. I slept four hours last night.

I am pretty used to it at this point. I function semi-well but man it’s frustrating. When I finally *do* get tired, my cats fight on the bed and keep me awake. Or my wife tosses and turns.

I feel my better days of sleep are behind me and it makes me really sad.

We have our 341 meeting next week so I’m curious if the timing has something to do with that.

My accounts (Capital One and Truist) were restricted when we first filed.

I could log in to Capital One but my accounts showed restricted. Today, it shows my balance and offers for a payment plan. (I have not received any formal notices about payment plans or resolution, but it does now show as an option on my account, versus showing an “account restricted” banner that appeared right after filing.)

My Truist account now shows the balance due. I have not received any formal notices since filing.

Is this normal?

My test scores are great. I’ve not missed a single minute of classes the whole semester. I help others practice with their checkoffs. I am often the first one on campus to practice my checkoffs and the last to leave. I take it very seriously (because it is).

My instructor for lab this semester is the toughest in the program. Her counterpart barely pays attention and passes all of his students. Several of us with the tougher instructor have been docked for mistakes that other classmates (with the other instructor) made but were allowed to continue with.

It’s unequal in terms of expectations but that’s just the way it is. I’ve seriously considered appealing my grade based on the above factors, but I don’t want to out myself as a problem child. I am confident that I would not make the mistakes in practice; the context is completely different and the pressure of checkoffs is nerve-wracking.

My only choice at this point is to get better, but I’m struggling to figure out how I can do that when I practice with no errors. I even practiced in front of another instructor today and she said I didn’t make a single mistake. It’s not a knowledge deficit, and I wish that every instructor held students to the same standard, but I drew the short stick, I guess.

I am open to advice. I’m going to be two semesters behind now (because I’ll have to retake in the Fall instead of continuing through the summer) so I’m going to take the summer to perfect my skills. (I have no other choice, other than appealing, and I don’t think my odds are good of it being approved.)

I drive a 2017 Chevy Sonic hatchback.

When I accelerate, the radio volume increases.

If I brake hard, the volume decreases.

Is this an intentional feature or have some wires been crossed? (And no, I’m not doing it myself with my hand placement on the steering wheel.)

I have some things I need to square away before I can begin enlistment. He didn’t seem to be concerned about any of them but he offered to send me a packet to get the process started.

He keeps telling me he’s emailed them. Nothing in either email. I’ve confirmed the email addresses are correct.

Is there a way to find this packet online? Should I try another recruiter?

Between the ages of 9-10, I was playing with my sister and older cousin. We were running through the house being generally annoying little shits, so I can’t say any of this was undeserved.

The game was tag. We chose a comically small space to play in. Had we gone outside, it wouldn’t have been an issue.

I started upstairs, fueled by my dislike for my older cousin (think: big brother energy) and what was most likely a Lunchable. As I made my way down the stairs, I slipped on a watch that had been left laying there. I don’t remember whose watch it was. Let’s just say it was mine, because that would make the whole thing funnier for some reason.

I landed squarely on my butt and sat for a few minutes, trying to catch my breath. Above me, my sister and cousin watched, plotting their next move. I heard whispering and looked up to see them both peering from over the banister.

Something distracted me for just a moment. All of the sudden, I felt a piercing sensation in my head. It didn’t knock me out or make me dizzy, but it felt like I’d been stabbed in the head. I reached up to feel a child-size umbrella stuck in my head. I started screaming. Sister and cousin started screaming. Mom overheard, found me, then started screaming. Before I could do anything else, she ripped it out of my scalp.

She grounded us to the couch (temporarily) and went to call my dad. I sat next to my sister and all of the sudden felt very hot. Hot enough to sweat. My sister glanced over at me and started screaming (again). My cousin started screaming again. I didn’t — I was just confused. I touched my head and realized it wasn’t sweat. Blood began pouring out of my scalp.

A 75 mph drive to the emergency room revealed a laceration that was roughly 1.5 cm in size. Barely visible when clean and covered with hair. But for the amount of blood that poured from my scalp, I looked like a victim of a gunshot wound.

I shaved my head a few weeks ago and found the tiny scar still visible.

Very disappointed in myself.

I have been doing great on all my exams. My clinical rotation went well. I got praise from my clinical instructor about how I handled my patient’s death.

I was assigned a notoriously difficult lab instructor. I don’t actually mind her style of teaching, but her expectations are not universal; the lab instructor she paired with either allowed students to correct mistakes or didn’t catch them. Not a single one of his students failed the course.

I had two instances in sterile checkoffs where I made mistakes but pointed them out. We only got to make two mistakes before failing the attempt. First attempt was a full 20 points. Second attempt was 15/20 points. Third attempt is 0/20 points. You can’t have a combination of a second and third attempt and pass the course. It’s an automatic failure.

I worked **so hard** this eight weeks. I really tried my best. I’m now behind my peers who I spent the entire semester boding with. Some of them did worse on their checkoffs but got lucky because their instructor did not require them to be perfect, or at least let them continue with their attempt.

I get it — sterility is important. Nobody is denying that. But to be failed when I recognized my mistake and demonstrated how I would correct it is frustrating.

I’m not sure I want to do this anymore. I can’t handle another failure.

I am interested in reserves. I have a bachelor’s degree and will have my ADN by next summer. I have some things to clear up with medications (that I will be stopping in the next 30 days — I can’t titrate off of them without a doctor’s approval) so I can’t join right away anyway.

I reached out to the army, navy, and Air Force. The army has already chatted with me. I am scheduled to speak with a navy recruiter on Friday. The only one I have yet to hear back from is the Air Force.

Is this common? It’s been a week and not so much as an email.

Got a call from a local area code twice (same number) in the span of three hours. Each time, they left a voicemail for something called “safe loans.” I’ve never heard of this, did not borrow money from a lender with this name, and can’t find any information about them online.

The voicemail was also very hard to hear. It sounded like the person was sitting outside in the wind. He was talking very quietly.

The only thing that made me truly worry was the fact they addressed me by my government name. I’m leaning toward spam but wanted to be sure.

I had two jobs. One of them just cut me for “not being fast enough” despite positive feedback from my manager less than a week ago. I tried to get a better understanding of what happened and he was vague in his response about what was wrong (said I’m not “fast enough”). The job entailed being on my feet, which doesn’t bother me. In fact, I enjoy that sort of work.

Last year (2025) was rough. I had a few contract jobs that ended suddenly. I wasn’t given feedback but it was made clear it was a “me” problem.

I’m attentive to time (never been late for a shift before), generally kind to people, ask for feedback/coaching, and try to be a team player. I’ll basically do whatever is asked of me without complaint.

I value structure and leadership. I could use more of it in my life, to be honest. The military is appealing to me for a lot of reasons. But honestly, I kind of feel like a loser. I would be glad to improve if I was given honest feedback.