We have all realized that a compassionate caregiver and friend is a Godsend! Particularly for those going through treatment! I've learned that they're pretty darn cool to have around! During Tx, I had my share of brain fog and forgot many of the things that transpired, but my wife hasn't! They have some stories to tell, so we should remember they've got some embarrassing things they can share at the next get together with friends!! When they give us that eye, just smile and say "Yes Dear" and spare yourself a moment, lol!
Tig
pizzacake said
Sep 16, 2014
I remember once when someone sat next to me while drinking a soda. The ice in the sode made a crunchy sound and I remember wondering "Why in the hell can't people just get their goddam drinks without ICE? How can they be so inconsiderate?!!"
-- Edited by pizzacake on Wednesday 17th of September 2014 12:00:28 AM
lilbit said
Sep 16, 2014
I loved these stories and made me realize it isn't entirely my fault that I am a Witch with a capital B. Yesterday I made the mistake of going to Walmart to pick up a few groceries. I despise going there because of the small isles and tons pf people. I swear everyone and their dog was blocking my progress at every turn. I only got half of what I went for and stood in line forever. In the parking lot a man left his basket and started to leave. I was screaming at him to not be lazy and put it where the carts are supposed to be left. He must have thought I was nuts or something because he got out of his car and put it away. When I got home I was still yelling. My poor husband just stood there with a silly grin on his face. When I ran out of steam he just laughed and said "I guess I will be going to Walmart from now on". Lucky me, he definitely understands as he has gone through treatment twice with Riba.
pizzacake said
Sep 16, 2014
ha! Sad but so true and funny. Thanks for sharing these stories everybody. I hope it helps some others just starting treatment.
Incidentally I think I've moved out of that Rage Phase. Lately I've just been very tired, spacey, and achy and itchy.
I've done some senseless things since SOT too, such as trashing something that I normally highly value due to a fit of 'rage', and usually regretting it later. But I've been throwing these type of temper tantrums on occasion for most of my life. This morning it was when I kicked a dent in an old mans door on his truck after he almost ran over me (and would have if I had not been paying attention). But I had been having a good morning so far enjoying my daily walk and I realized that the poor old guy had just left his home in the early morning dew and could not see me through the dew blocked view through the windshield. If it would have been me driving, I would not have seen either. I felt bad about his dented truck later, but I learned thus another lesson about me and my rage - Riba or No-Riba.
I understand that for some others, Riba Rage is a real issue caused as a direct result of Rx Ribavirin. But with me, I really have to look at other stressful type issues that are going on in my life as being a possible partial cause.
I do acknowledge Ribavirin as being the possible straw that will break the camels back when it gets to that point, but I have to admit the situation usually has help getting to that point in the first place. JMO
RonH said
Sep 5, 2014
Tig56 wrote:
Many of you have joined us since this happened to me, so I'll share it again. I found myself putting away groceries during the midst of a particularly bad episode of Riba discontent. As I put some cans in the cupboard, a box of mashed potato flakes fell from the cupboard. No big deal, I put them back. Of course that started the irritation clock. As I put more stuff away that box fell over again and spilled some of those flakes on the counter. By now I'm pissed, but again I put that box of flakes back into the cupboard. Then, as luck would have it, as I put something into that cupboard, that box of potato flakes fell out again and spilled more flakes across the counter top. That did it! I'm standing inside that small pantry area and I grabbed that box of flakes and decided if it wanted to fall out of the cupboard, I'd show it how it's done. I threw it at the wall without really thinking and when it hit, it kind of exploded. That was last year and I'm still finding remnants of mashed potato flakes in that pantry and elsewhere from that little stunt!! Moral of the story: Pick something else to throw if you have a bit of the "Riba Rage" when standing in your pantry or food storage area! A loaf of bread would be far easier to pick up, lol! Better yet, learn from my mistake and don't throw anything!!!
Tig
Oh how I can relate, I pulled the steering wheel out of my truck today to find out after complete reassembly that they gave me the wrong harness to install. I found out by hooking the battery up and the horn blasting in my face! I checked everything and found out I installed things right so I changed back to the stock harness and reassembled it all, it worked fine. Then my stepson gets home and tears off the sign on the garage door that says "close garage door" and he walks in and doesn't close the door! I came completely unglued over such a stupid thing, I dont get upset easily and it bothers me that I snap so easy anymore. It has been about 15 days now and i hope that it doesn't get worse. I think I will call the DR and let him know what is up. Any suggestions on how to handle this?
TazKat said
Aug 26, 2014
lol.. I remember that story Tig.. I threw my oven rack across kitchen because I couldn't get to fit back in. That riba rage is something else.. I don't feel it as much anymore, thank god. actually feeling a tad better every day. I just hope I am svr when I go back oct 24th..
Peace out
Taz
Tig said
Aug 25, 2014
Many of you have joined us since this happened to me, so I'll share it again. I found myself putting away groceries during the midst of a particularly bad episode of Riba discontent. As I put some cans in the cupboard, a box of mashed potato flakes fell from the cupboard. No big deal, I put them back. Of course that started the irritation clock. As I put more stuff away that box fell over again and spilled some of those flakes on the counter. By now I'm pissed, but again I put that box of flakes back into the cupboard. Then, as luck would have it, as I put something else into that cupboard, that box of potato flakes fell out again and spilled more flakes across the counter top. That did it! I'm standing inside that small pantry area and I grabbed that box of flakes and decided if it wanted to fall out of the cupboard, I'd show it how it's done. I threw it at the wall without really thinking and when it hit, it kind of exploded. That was last year and I'm still finding remnants of mashed potato flakes in that pantry and elsewhere from that little stunt!! Moral of the story: Pick something else to throw if you have a bit of the "Riba Rage" when standing in your pantry or food storage area! A loaf of bread would be far easier to pick up, lol! Better yet, learn from my mistake and don't throw anything!!!
Tig
Paul B said
Aug 25, 2014
You guys are kidding. That's nothing. I recently declared war on Russia and China and have my missiles aimed accordingly. Last night, in a fit of rage, I hit the fire button but fortunately my finger slipped off as it was covered in olive oil from the bruschetta I was eating.
Thom said
Aug 25, 2014
I am 62 and born in the year of the dragon myself. I am on my 11th day of treatment. I have instinctively stayed at home avoiding people since beginning treatment as I feel that I may behave incorrectly somehow. I have even stayed off the phone after answering people's questions about how I feel and having most people concluding that I am well enough that they can get me to carry on doing whatever I do for them, and me being angry because they can't (or won't) understand what I am telling them. I have been answering phone calls with text messages saying that I don't feel up to talking on the phone (which I don't).
I have found myself jumping when a potholder fell on the floor because it startled me.
pizzacake said
Aug 19, 2014
Yesterday I was out walking on a very public wide path in my city. Lots of people and dogs were out enjoying the evening. A skateboarder comes up behind me and was talking loudly to his friend. I turned and YELLED at him to go to the other side of the path! It just flew out of my mouth with no filter involved. I have no idea why I did it. I love skating and skateboards.
This has happened to me two or three times now. I'd share those with you but thank goodness I can't remember them because my brain is foggy from the interferon.
Please if you have any stories like these I'd love to read them.
Signed,
Mortified
-- Edited by pizzacake on Wednesday 20th of August 2014 04:58:27 AM
We have all realized that a compassionate caregiver and friend is a Godsend! Particularly for those going through treatment! I've learned that they're pretty darn cool to have around! During Tx, I had my share of brain fog and forgot many of the things that transpired, but my wife hasn't! They have some stories to tell, so we should remember they've got some embarrassing things they can share at the next get together with friends!! When they give us that eye, just smile and say "Yes Dear" and spare yourself a moment, lol!
Tig
I remember once when someone sat next to me while drinking a soda. The ice in the sode made a crunchy sound and I remember wondering "Why in the hell can't people just get their goddam drinks without ICE? How can they be so inconsiderate?!!"
-- Edited by pizzacake on Wednesday 17th of September 2014 12:00:28 AM
ha! Sad but so true and funny. Thanks for sharing these stories everybody. I hope it helps some others just starting treatment.
Incidentally I think I've moved out of that Rage Phase. Lately I've just been very tired, spacey, and achy and itchy.
I've done some senseless things since SOT too, such as trashing something that I normally highly value due to a fit of 'rage', and usually regretting it later. But I've been throwing these type of temper tantrums on occasion for most of my life. This morning it was when I kicked a dent in an old mans door on his truck after he almost ran over me (and would have if I had not been paying attention). But I had been having a good morning so far enjoying my daily walk and I realized that the poor old guy had just left his home in the early morning dew and could not see me through the dew blocked view through the windshield. If it would have been me driving, I would not have seen either. I felt bad about his dented truck later, but I learned thus another lesson about me and my rage - Riba or No-Riba.
I understand that for some others, Riba Rage is a real issue caused as a direct result of Rx Ribavirin. But with me, I really have to look at other stressful type issues that are going on in my life as being a possible partial cause.
I do acknowledge Ribavirin as being the possible straw that will break the camels back when it gets to that point, but I have to admit the situation usually has help getting to that point in the first place. JMO
Oh how I can relate, I pulled the steering wheel out of my truck today to find out after complete reassembly that they gave me the wrong harness to install. I found out by hooking the battery up and the horn blasting in my face! I checked everything and found out I installed things right so I changed back to the stock harness and reassembled it all, it worked fine. Then my stepson gets home and tears off the sign on the garage door that says "close garage door" and he walks in and doesn't close the door! I came completely unglued over such a stupid thing, I dont get upset easily and it bothers me that I snap so easy anymore. It has been about 15 days now and i hope that it doesn't get worse. I think I will call the DR and let him know what is up. Any suggestions on how to handle this?
lol.. I remember that story Tig.. I threw my oven rack across kitchen because I couldn't get to fit back in. That riba rage is something else.. I don't feel it as much anymore, thank god. actually feeling a tad better every day. I just hope I am svr when I go back oct 24th..
Peace out
Taz
Many of you have joined us since this happened to me, so I'll share it again. I found myself putting away groceries during the midst of a particularly bad episode of Riba discontent. As I put some cans in the cupboard, a box of mashed potato flakes fell from the cupboard. No big deal, I put them back. Of course that started the irritation clock. As I put more stuff away that box fell over again and spilled some of those flakes on the counter. By now I'm pissed, but again I put that box of flakes back into the cupboard. Then, as luck would have it, as I put something else into that cupboard, that box of potato flakes fell out again and spilled more flakes across the counter top. That did it! I'm standing inside that small pantry area and I grabbed that box of flakes and decided if it wanted to fall out of the cupboard, I'd show it how it's done. I threw it at the wall without really thinking and when it hit, it kind of exploded. That was last year and I'm still finding remnants of mashed potato flakes in that pantry and elsewhere from that little stunt!! Moral of the story: Pick something else to throw if you have a bit of the "Riba Rage" when standing in your pantry or food storage area! A loaf of bread would be far easier to pick up, lol! Better yet, learn from my mistake and don't throw anything!!!
Tig
You guys are kidding. That's nothing. I recently declared war on Russia and China and have my missiles aimed accordingly. Last night, in a fit of rage, I hit the fire button but fortunately my finger slipped off as it was covered in olive oil from the bruschetta I was eating.
I am 62 and born in the year of the dragon myself. I am on my 11th day of treatment. I have instinctively stayed at home avoiding people since beginning treatment as I feel that I may behave incorrectly somehow. I have even stayed off the phone after answering people's questions about how I feel and having most people concluding that I am well enough that they can get me to carry on doing whatever I do for them, and me being angry because they can't (or won't) understand what I am telling them. I have been answering phone calls with text messages saying that I don't feel up to talking on the phone (which I don't).
I have found myself jumping when a potholder fell on the floor because it startled me.
Yesterday I was out walking on a very public wide path in my city. Lots of people and dogs were out enjoying the evening. A skateboarder comes up behind me and was talking loudly to his friend. I turned and YELLED at him to go to the other side of the path! It just flew out of my mouth with no filter involved. I have no idea why I did it. I love skating and skateboards.
This has happened to me two or three times now. I'd share those with you but thank goodness I can't remember them because my brain is foggy from the interferon.
Please if you have any stories like these I'd love to read them.
Signed,
Mortified
-- Edited by pizzacake on Wednesday 20th of August 2014 04:58:27 AM