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User:Rubin110

2015-11-18T04:20:48Z

99.162.154.64:

I have been living a nightmare for 8 months. In these last 8 months i have taken laxative after laxative and stool softeners (all prescribed ones) as well as senna, dulcolax, dulcosate, fibregel, movicol etc. I have been hospitilized 7 times in this period and each time i recieve 3 daily hot oil enemas and a solution called picolax (usually used before bowel surgery) 3/4 times daily. I have even had a litre of bowel cleanser. I eat a fairly healthy diet and have introduced more salad and veg into it. I have tried every herbal remeday, old wifes tale solutions and all prebiotic drinks on the market. All of this to no avail.
I HAVE NOT HAD A SINGLE BOWEL MOVEMENT IN 8 MONTHS NOW and was in total despair with different drs giving me different advice. One saying eat fibre one saying dont and such like.
Last week i tried colonic irrigation. i was a new woman, for a couple of days anyway. I am now having colonics weekly along with weekly hot oil enemas and daily laxatives. And STILL no change...
I suffer terrible pain and abdominal distension. I feel nauseos constantly and generally tend to vomit after eating, and when really bad, after drinking anything too. I am constantly tired and my eyes are becomming almost jaundiced.
I have had a top layer bowel biopsy and this has come up normal.

I am at a complete loss and wondering if anyone has had similar experiences or can offer any help??

Noisebridge Vision

2015-11-18T04:19:09Z

99.162.154.64:

I am a 33 year old female that is scared to death with all that is going on...... When I was in kindergarten I was diagnosed with IBS and I had the diarrhea side of it badly and all the way up until I was 25 evertime I would eat, I would have a bowel movement within a couple minutes, it was always very loose stool and sooo embarrasing, I stopped going over to peoples houses and eating out because it controlled my life. When I was 25 something happened and my body did a total 360, I stopped having bowel movements and I would only go once every 2 or 3 weeks and it was hard to even have a bowel movement. Over the last few years it has became chronic, I was put in the hospital by my family doctor last year because it had been 64 days since I had a bowel movement and for the weeks prior to being hospitalized he had me cut out gluten completely and had me on a daily regimen of metamucil, benefiber, several stool softeners and of course all of these things did not work at all so then he said he would try the heavy duty things and that they would definately work, he put me on 2 bottle of magnesium citrate and the following prescriptions; lactulose, the rx form of miralax and metoclopramide 10 mg (which is a drug that increases digestive contractions) and I continued to drink my at least 9 glasses of water daily. Needless to say none of that worked either, he was stunned, it had now been more than 70 days since I had a bowel movement and the pain was unreal that I felt on a daily basis. He told me to keep taking all of that and it was bound to start working, well 5 days later I stated to vomit and called his office and he has me immediately admitted into the hospital because he was afraid I would start vomiting up stool. I was in the hospital for a week and they did some x-rays and saw no blockage, they continued the Rx regiment that my family doctor had me on and after a week still no bowel movement so they released me since I was not vomiting.A couple of weeks I had a small bowel movement that was rock hard and would not even flush and then I continued all the fiber and over the counter med's and it has allowed me to have a very small bowel movement once every 2 months or so, now a year later I am at the 70 day mark and last night I woke up with the most awful pain in my stomach, I felt like I was just going to explode! I was going to go to the ER but I knew I would just be told to go home and have a bowel movement and nothing would be done.....Here is my concern overall, everyone.... and I mean everyone in my family has had some form of cancer, all of them have passed away except my dad, mom and older sister, all 3 of them are still living but have had cancer, my dad had prostrate cancer, my mom had uterine cancer which required a full hystorectomy right after she had me and then my sister had ovarian cancer which was removed. On the passing people of the family, my grandmother (dads mom) had lung cancer which spread everywhere, my aunt had breast cancer and my dads brother recently passed from lymphoma. So you can see why the thought of cancer (colon cancer) worries me every day! But my doctor never orders any tests or anything and I do not have insurance so that of course does not help any, but from stories that I have read, people have the same issues that I have and do not get tested and then 10 years later find out that they have full blown cancer and pass away in their 40's. I am at a stand still and all I can wonder is how in the world does my body have over 2 months worth of food in it and is just sitting there?? How have my intestines not exploded yet??? What in the world is going on with my body?? Why am I the only one that seems so concerned?? It just makes me cry :(I am praying that someone feels my pain and can offer some advice or may have been where I am at and can offer some advice as to what to do..... Today my pain is at a level 10 and woke me straight up out of a sleep and I am just sitting here rocking in pain, can someone help? The only other information I can think to offer is that I have no children, I was told years ago that I have endometriosis and cannot have children because of all the scar tissue. I have gotten pregnant 4 times, all have ended in tubal pregnancies, one in which I had to have my whole left tube removed and the tube I have left is 100 blocked with scar tissue. I had my galbladder removed in 1998 because it had adhesions all over it, and that is all medical wise that I can think to offer that may help.Please help, I am scared and desperate!

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2014-10-13T20:32:46Z

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2014-10-13T20:32:04Z

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User talk:99.162.154.64

2014-04-16T14:53:54Z

99.162.154.64:

Holler!

Kitchen

2014-02-17T08:47:16Z

99.162.154.64:

[[File:Noisekitchen.jpg|right|thumb|300px|BJ and Zedd welcome you to the Noisekitchen!]]

== Features ==

* refrigerator with freezer
* [[stove|4-range electric stove]]
* electric ovens
* commercial 3-tub stainless sink
* open storage above sink
* stainless prep counter
* multi-shelf metal open pantry
* large pot cupboard
* various utensils and supplies
* [[Coffee]]-making equipment
* food preparation machines

== Excellence ==

Communal kitchens are difficult to maintain.

Due to the need for sanitation, freshness and the near simultaneous use of tools, communal kitchens are a complex collaborative workplace. Everyone using the kitchen should conciously participate in preventing entropy.

Communication between everyone using the kitchen is essential. Minimalistic direct communication is essential or disfunction, spailed food, and an unsanitary environment rapidly ensues.

If you are not sure, or are certain you don't know how to use the kitchen, find collaboratores who already have a comprehensive understanding of kitchen excellence.

'''kitchen maxims'''

Use oldest items first. (eg. stock rotation)

Add new to old, never add old to new.

Clean as you go. Leave it cleaner than you found it.

Start with less, add more to taste. (eg. salt, pepper, soy sauce)

Keep drawers and cupboards closed when not in use.

Everything in its place, a place for everything.

Label it. (date, description, project, instructions, ...)

If in doubt, ask.

== Hacking ==

At Noisebridge any use of a resource is called hacking. So using the kitchen for any purpose is hacking. This also means anyone using the kitchen is, at all times, responsible for being excellent.

Kitchen tools belong in the kitchen. Some kitchen tools are expensive and may be difficult to replace. If you need a kitchen tool elsewhere, leave a note on the kitchen white board, and return it as soon as your done with it.

Larger projects invovle resouyrces (tools, ingredients, labor), so the intentional destruction of a project is not being excellent. Make an effort to communicate with the team members working on the project before taking action to remove a work in progress.

Tools for eating and drinking should not leave Noisebridge and should be returned to the kitchen when no longer needed.

The kitchen is a place where bio-hazards appear in a few hours.

If you don't want to kill/sicken the other hackers, ask someone who knows about sanitation, look it up online, or stay out of the kitchen/fridge/dumpster.

If you don't appreciate moldy food or vermin, learn from and help the other food hackers clean.

Communication includes writing labels with as much details needed for coherent communication.

If you want to improve the kitchen, study excellent kitchen design. Since we are hackers, it is ok to keep changing the kitchen, as long as you don't stop until its ready for the other food hackers to return.

If two or more projects are using the kitchen at the same time, work it out using your excellent communication skills.

== algorithm for food hacking ==

begin
communicate with those in and around the kitchen;
discuss your project;
inventory available ingredients, tools, supplies;
plan item or menu;
make shopping list, budget, collect money if needed;
if enough people, split into two groups;
cobegin
{
buying team goes shopping;
cleaning team prepares kitchen;
};
prepare food;
eat, share left overs, safely store uneaten food;
cleaning, sorting, putting things away;
if inclined, write up your experiences, recipes, ideas for the future;..
end;

== See also ==

* [[resources/House Keeping|Housekeeping]]
* [[Kitchen/Recipes|Recipes]]
* [[Tastebridge 2.0]]
* [[Tastebridge (disambiguation)]]

[[Category: Sustenance]]
[[Category: Excellence]]

*
“Is my big boy embarrassed about having merely gigantic balls, instead of spectacularly huge ones?,” Jen teased. “I only got you off about six times.”

“Yeah, but during the night….” Chris protested.

“You must have had some spectacular dreams, sweetie pie. I hope I was in them.”

“You were!”, Chris assured her. At least, I think you were. After the first few dozen girls, they all kind of blended together. Chris got out of bed and began to stuff his massive member and ballsack into his tight, clingy lycra underpants. Jen looked at her watch nervously.

“Sweetie, I hate to ask this, but I’m going to be late. Can you catch a ride with Tasha and Kimber? Their classes are a little bit later than mine.” Chris agreed and Jen gave him a peck on the cheek. “I’ll see you a bit later, sweetie pie. I’ve got to work my shift at the pizza place this evening, but maybe we can hang out a little before then.” She left the room and Chris continued dressing. He could hear her berating her roomies for not cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, as well as their protestation, and then the door shutting.

Once he finally had his goth outfit on, he stepped into the living room, where Tasha and Kimber were both waiting for him, a bit nervously.Tasha was wearing a lilac t-shirt and silky shorts which clung tight to her hips and bottom, as well as thong sandals which displayed her slim feet and purple toenails. Kimber was wearing a white shirt with bright pink accents and a baggy pair of salmon shorts, as well as tennis shoes.

“Hey, Chris!” Kimber bounded across the room and gave him a big hug. She whispered into his ear. “Last night was magical. I can’t wait to be with you again.” She bounced back out of the hug and looked embarassed. “Sorry about that. I’m just overly friendly.”

“It’s okay. Are you guys ready to go?” Chris responded, awkwardly. The girls both hefted their backpacks and all three of them walked out of the apartment and into the elevator. Once outside, Tasha indicated her car, a beat-up old Volvo, with a wave of her hand, and the three made their way across the parking lot.

“Chris gets front seat,” called Tasha as she unlocked the doors. Kimber stuck out her tongue at her roommate. “I don’t want to hear any more Taylor Swift on the way to class.”

“Oh, pooh! You just don’t have good taste. Don’t you like Taylor Swift, Chris?” asked Kimber, clambering into the back seat.

“Uh, she’s really pretty,” replied Chris, lamely.

As Tasha started the car and buckled her seat belt, she reached across and slipped her hand down the entire length of Chris’s python. “I want your cock again. Soon.” The words slipped out of her mouth muffled by the engine noise, but Chris could hear them clearly. Kimber, however, asked her to repeat herself. “I said ‘Chris should come over again soon.’,” lied Tasha. Chris could feel his shaft starting to harden again.

“You could come over after class and help us clean up the kitchen!” suggested Kimber. She then leaned forward and whispered into his ear. “And you and I could pursue our secret love, Chrissy-poo. I want you so bad.” Her hot breath in his ear made his dick surge outward even more.

“That’s a great idea, Kimber. I’m sure that we can find all sorts of things for Chris to help out with around the apartment.” Tasha reached over and stroked his cock again, smiling. It stiffened further at her touch. By this time, they had reached Bradford, and Chris indicated where Tasha should turn.

As the car pulled up to the Tupelos, Chris finished giving Kimber his cell phone number. “I guess I should get out here.” I’m not sure how I’m going to get out with a semi this size, but I’ll swing it. Kimber made as if to whisper something else into his ear, but planted a kiss on his cheek. Chris opened his door and pivoted his right leg (and his stiffening prick) to get out of the car. Tasha quickly unbuckled her seat belt, lunged across the seat, and planted a open-mouthed kiss full of tongue on the surprised Chris. She then gave him a quick shove out of the door. Chris staggered to retain his balance, and swaying, shut the car door behind him.

“Hey, what did you do that for?” protested Kimber.

“Oh, like you weren’t smooching him every chance you got! Whadda you care anyway? He’s Jen’s boyfriend!”, retorted Tasha.

“But roommates are supposed to share!” whined Kimber as the car sped away.

Great. Now I’ve got to stumble upstairs with my cock almost at my ankle. Chris began the long shuffle to his room. I think I’ll have time to jerk off and grab some breakfast before class. His stomach began to rumble insistently.

Why is Rubin a thief

2013-11-01T06:07:16Z

99.162.154.64:

* Rubin is a vandal of love.
* Rubin stole my sobriety.
* Rubin stole my heart.
* Ruin stole progress.