Oh. I was thinking more like, crawl down on a killer Brahma bull at a rodeo...kick the bully of the mountain where it hurts...back off 5 nasty guys belly to belly on a sidewalk...charge a loaded big rig up a nasty hill that could have meant a wreck instead of waiting for a tow...tell a girlfriend who'd been hustling me that I got thrown out of a cathouse for biting...shot the head clean off a rattlesnake...swam a raging river in full clothing with cowboy boots and nobody around if it didn't work...challenged a blizzard on foot...beat a wildfire with nothing but a shovel...
Hm. Wait. Okay. I DID smile/enjoy/happiness about those. Usually only after the actual action, though...
Risk in life, like smoking cigarettes for 16 years, that was a big risk that I hope I don't have to pay for one day. my uncle smoked but he quit, Now he has lung cancer. so we don't know when something is going to come back on us.
I smoked 7 cigarrettes and I stopped today for good. I realized I'd rather fit in for being me and not a teen who will die of lung cancer. It's stupid to smoke to be accepted. So I handed my cigs to my friend. That's a risk, and I hope that I never have to pay for it either. I do not want to die of lung cancer and if I could go back in time I would.
I quit riding after my wife became too ill to straddle the back seat without severe pain--just wasn't the same, being out there enjoying myself and knowing she couldn't.
Never did ride fast in the ultimate sense, never crotch rockets, only cruisers, about 105 mph (not km) the max. Did have one slightly lower speed that might qualify as a smile-inducing risk, though.
In '97, Pam and I were on my '95 Suzuki Intruder 1400 when a guy on a Harley Sportster with a Screaming Eagle kit cracked his throttle beside us at the light. What the hey. He got a jump, of course, but after that couldn't increase the gap. This was IN Rapid City, South Dakota. We were actually going to his house to buy a seatback that would fit my scoot and help Pam, so when he hit a hard right turn--a bit of a sweeping right, but definitely an intersection, not merely a "curve"--I followed.
Happened to glance at the speedometer in the middle of the turn as we were jump-chattering that shaft drive beastie around the corner at: 86 mph.
The guy never admitted he was chagrined that he hadn't really been able to smoke us, what with the Suzi being totally stock (except for 36 inch handlebars and a few things like that, but no engine or exhaust mods), pushing a huge windshield, and having a B on the back.
Couldn't have done it without Pam being Pam, her having had 30 years as a backseat Harley rider, one of the best ever.
We spend alot of time learning this, when any idiot in the world can do this. The only thing I learned in university was how to spell schizophrenia and all sorts of weird diseases, and read books by long dead psychiatrist. I'm not complaining over my paycheck though..
I reckon I taught my shrinks some damn fine lessons!
I know for fact that the regional locked ward that got stuck with me has changed their security policies more than once as a direct result of my unpredictable behaviour. A 5 ft 6 methampethamine junkie with an IQ of 160 announcing his status as the true son of God, cop that one with 2 years postgrad
Poor buggers had me one time with seven psychiatrists in one room. I tell you no lie. Two trainees, two registrars, a consultant, god, maybe it was six plus a nurse, maybe two consultants I really don't know. Anyway, thats enough from the gallery
I thought psychiatrists were MDs who did a residency in psychiatry, and that if you had a PhD in psychology, you were a psychologist. Because they have an MD, psychiatrists can prescribe drugs, while psychologists cannot. So you have a PhD and are a psychiatrist? And what is "shrink school?" I'm totally confused, and I'd really like to know if I've been wrong all these years, or if things have changed.
Well, I guess things have changed since I got my degree in psychology. My choices were either to become a psychologist by getting a PhD or going to medical school to become a psychiatrist. I decided to go to law school instead. Where did you go to "shrink school?"
Asumed identities are that : assumed. Who cares if he's a doctor or not ? Are you going to become his patient ? In my profile, for months it said that I was an undercover witnessed living in some place of the Tropic of Capricorn. so ? what's sad about that ? Are you going to hire me for writing about Irak ? LOL this is a writers forum, not real life !
The only problem I have with the guy is that he has been giving advice to people about serious issues in other threads, and telling them he is a psychiatrist. I don't care if he or you want to live a fantasy life. And no, I'm certainly not going to "hire" either him or you for any purpose. Sorry you don't like my opinion.
Wow tantrum, I must admit you shock me. I read the entire thread you referred to, as well as others. I have a keen curiosity, and was fascinated that someone would carry out such a ruse. It is irresponsible as he has given out quite serious advice in the forums and in hubs.
That is how it works here in Australia also. After general medical training, specialise in whatever you want whether surgery, general practise, psych or otherwise. Cannot be psychiatrist without medical training, a doctor of medicine is a doctor of medicine.
The mind is a wonderful creation. It works wonders on the body and it has it's bad effects too, but those can be control by the power of the mind. I would think that you went into your profession, for a reason, and it wasn't money? Or was money your reason? If so, then yes you made an emotional decision at a critical junction of your life, for which, now hind-sight is 20/20.
And, by your tone of your words, you sound as if you regret it? This I do not know and not willing to jump to an conclusion without all the facts.
I went into this because as a teen I was a huge outcast, I was bullied every single day by everyone and I had no self esteem and a shattered self image, I went to a psychiatrist who changed my life, and that motivated me to become a psychiatrist.
I don't really regret it.. It's just.. Being an MD is much more action than being a PhD.
I don't have a Ph.D in anything. I just use the knowledge I have and my understanding of it, to guide me. If I can help people deal with issues, because I have reasoning skills, then I do. And, I'm grateful to those who allow me to help them. It shows that they really want help.
I'll also agree with you on the MD is much more hands on. No doubt about that. You deal in the mind. I would think that would be better than spending your day knee deep inside someone else's body? I'll stick with the mind, if you don't mind.
Being like a neuro surgeon or something would be so cool! And they get peace when they're not at work. I am forced to, by LAW, to aide patients when I'm off duty if they need me. They are allowed to call me at night if they don't feel good enough!
Yeah, I guess that would be cool. But, the other part about being called at all hours of the night and you have to respond. Well, I guess that comes with the territory. I would certainly hope that you wouldn't hold it against your patients though? Because if you did, then you really wouldn't be helping them, would you?
Yep, motorcycles, both on road and off-drag racing-aerobatic flying-parachutes-power boats-hang gliding-karate tournaments-smuggling- and other things. But they didn't seem like such a risk at the time.
My cousin bought a Yak trainer when Russia needed a few bucks and offered me a ride. He was a crop duster by trade and was used to flying a few feet from the ground anyway. I have flown in small planes many times before but I found out why they called it a YAK.
Well, one of the most recent risks I took was paying close to $80.00 to join a donation website, so that I could receive donations to save myself from being homeless in the future.
So, far it has been one of the biggest mistakes I have ever made. Number 1 reason being that I have not received a single penny in donations. Number 2 reason, I have opened myself up to more scams than you can imagine. Number 3, and, the one I hate most of all, is being ridiculed as being lazy because I no longer have a job. Even though I worked full time for 20 years.
It's one of those things that might sound good. But, in reality you soon learn that it is all a big lie. I heard about this site on the news, and paid them for a service that I am not getting any return from. That pisses me off.
But, it's one of those life lessons, and something that I would never do again, or suggest to anyone. Because it's worthless. I would have more luck standing on the corner holding up a homeless sign. But, then I would probably get arrested. While charities who do the same thing, set up shop on the exact same corner. What a bunch of bull.
@Brimancandy, That was a big risk & hope that you will recover your $80 as soon as from you writings. It's not the matter that we had lose so much money but good things is we have learned some lessons about life. But keeping yourself at the door of loses in not a good thing. Thanks for sharing these.
In the '70's, I used to travel cross-country alone-from Alabama to California and back again-constantly. I loved the road. Now I'm a homebody, I suppose, but it was nuts when I look back and think that Ted Bundy was already out there. And then drugs-so many drugs. That's done, too, I'm thankful to say. But I do still smoke, although I'm quitting on New Year's. Absolutely!
We decided to move states just because we were tired of the state we lived in...We sold our home, changed jobs and schools all in a few months...It worked as we have been in our current state for about 10 years
Oh, another one...one I regretted BIG TIME. I invested close to $5000 of my life savings into a stupid clickincome.com ecommerce business package, when (looking into it AFTER buying into it) I could have gotten the same thing for a fraction of the cost with much less pain. I'm still paying that off, 4 years later. Oh well, I guess I was naive, and that's what scams like that prey on.
Back to the topic -- My biggest risk was to give up my law practice, sell everything I owned, and move to London in 2006. The law had changed in my area of practice, and business went to hell, so I thought it was a good time for a mid-life crisis. I was completely broke, but I had a fabulous time, met some wonderful people, and had all kinds of experiences I would never have had as a tourist. To make ends meet, I worked as a nanny, bartender, and writer, but finally some family issues caused me to move back. I'm working on getting my visa so I can go back permanently and get a decent job, and plan to do it all over again, I hope within the year.
Too difficult to track now as that user no longer exists, therefore I cannot go to his Hubtivity as I did previously. My previous statements are my opinion. I have worked around psychiatrists, psychologists and social workers my entire career. So I have an opinion and we disagree.
I accept you to disagree with me, but not to criticize a hubber in the process. If you thought he was wrong ,you should have told him, not me. But if you say he doesn't exist any more,there's nothing to discuss.
In my opinion, the effects of THC within the body and on the mind are not neutral and are detrimental. No one can sway me on this issue, as I have been around it since the 70's and have clearly seen its effects. Today,...
I personally think it is ridiculous that it's not allowed. But according to polls the majority disagree with me! Surely there must be somebody on here that favors the outlawing of marijuana. Tell me why!