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Streekgeek, From the first few threads I had a feeling it was a sinus infection. One true and tried test is to bend over as if to tie your shoes, and if you had a heavy throb in the sinus fore head area its probablly sinus.

As for the suggestion to use the nasal rinse called Neti pot, it warns the user DO NOT USE IF YOUR NASAL PASSAGE IS COMPLETELY BLOCKED. So just be aware.

Also, a really good idea but super gross, (gets exciting actually) is to take Fenugreek seed. Either by tea, (tastes weird) or by tablet. Take quite a bit daily. You will be able to fill a mason jar up with thick mucus snot. WHat will come out from your sinus cavity will amaze you. Its soooo amazingly gross.

Enjoy.

The answer to the Original posters question is, in my opinion because either :

a) they are waiting for the wife to come along and put it in the garbage like she does so at home.

b) he is doing it just to bug you.

c) he doesnt feel dirty about it they way you OCD people do.

Being a carrier of genes is less worse a problem than carrying bad middos. If the guy has a good heart, and a clear torah head, then yes I would marry them. Life is short, chances of cropping up a kid with genetic deficiencies are slimmer than not. Hashem is in charge. You just pray.

Mochelli, anytime your wife is ready to trade places with me, I’d love to have $700 a week, and she can live in my apt over a store on $700 a month!

When I was married, I remember a few times, my husband brought home $20 for the whole week’s pay. he said sorry things were hard this week. Maybe next week, g-d willing will be better. I remember going into the pushka to borrow a few coins to get a garlic and apples.

I am imaging you live in Boro Park. That she feels the need to stock the refridgerator full with all the top of the line expensive luxery food items few can afford and allow the kids to slurp back like water. Charging carelessly and randomly anything to your phone number. Then the kids probablly have $350 matching sister Italian wool shabbos coats. 4 girls x $350. Then your wife needs each month new shoes, and every other winter an updated mink. am I close?

You, know. I recently learned a very helpful and practically helpful tool in helping myself with depressive emotionas and ANGER.

I thought of them as children. We wouldn’t judge or penalize a child for being what he is. His nature. Its not wrong to have a nature or a feeling. Emotions are just emotions. THey are not bad, or wrong or render us inferior. They are just emotions that come upon us. What we DO With them Determines other causes. However, if you had anger as a baby on your left hip, and were holding sad pity on your right, under both arms, as it were, all day long, you would be weighed down by them if you were to mentally judge them and loathe their implications on you. Rather you’d find them joyous delight (maybe almost) in comparision if you simply accepted their presence, and tuned in. Stop beating yourself up for feeling a certain way. They are trying to speak to you. Go do a lay down meditation body scan and ask “what do you need, what are you trying to tell me”?

I did this recently and it really was amazing. First thing was the soreness bubbled up with puss from my spirit like an oozing blister, in other words i became worse for a few hours, but then i relaxed realizing it was running its course. THere are layers to the onion of peeling back the realizations but its a start.

I have learned to accept. Accept whatever medicine the Prescriber sends my way, as a tikkun for my soul.(even when it tastes real bad).. accept that what G-d does is for the best. This past year I have had one sort of weird terrible crisis after another. cannot describe or it may be possible to guess my identity.

I have learned that we are not exactly writing the script. But we have free will, to choose to strengthen or suffer. So we must stay in spiritual shape. We must be m’chazik ourselves and others.

I have learned that if I want to make it happen then I HAVE to MAKE it happen. I have learned that after a death of dreams we MUST re-dream, re-invent ourselves and re-build our life. our future.

I have learned to love myself. have compassion and that self abuse is real. And that it must stop. I have learned that I am smart, funny, seemingly full of unlimited potential and my own best advocate, personal trainer, mentor and motivator.

I have learned to be more sensitive to others as well. The more gentle I am to myself the more gentle I can be to others.

I have learned that even despite all the best intentions of getting in shape and thinner, a cheesecake slice still contains the same amount of calories as ever.

I have learned that we cannot fight authority, and that even in a so-called first world country where we boast of our subscription to the values of freedom, democracy, equality and justice that actually its still only an ideal, and does not exist yet.

I have learned that our rabbis and dayonim make mistakes.

I have learned that time is ticking away as my skin loses elasticity and my anxiety grows about who I am becoming.

I have learned that chutzpah is today’s standard of customer care and courtesy. And that moshiach is past due. I have learned to grow thick skin, therefore. and that silence is golden.

I have learned that despite I know of all the best places on line to shop, and drool over every savings i still cannot afford, escapism doesnt help.

I have accepted that I am on my level in everyway, and different in every way from my neighbors and friends, and that that is ok, and G-d Hashem still loves me more than ever. And that I can and must accept my sad,bad, angry weird feelings so I can be me and heal. I have learned we cannot afford to ever stop learning.

Wishing you a gmar achasiva vchasima tova. And all the best in life in this world and the next.

Frumguy, you are only going to look into that string quartet? Not a shidduch? LOL gut shabbos

I am thinking how about American Girl Doll in Manhattan. I will just stand by the escalators. and if your eyes meet mine, and we have a telepathic connection, like say the key word going on in our heads silently to ourselves, whilst looking at each other will be “coffee…room….coffee room”. Then we’ll know its each other. question is can this wait til after succos?

yeah, eclipse…lets meet say like on a sandy beach in the catskills! that would be great.

where is poppabar abba and cookie and all my favorite old friends?

David Bar Magen, I feel for your situation with full support and empathy. I have been down and out very hard in my life in the past, and have even resorted to “dumpster diving”. I survived single parenthood on welfare and shopping for the cheapest vegetables and making my own milk out of soybeans.

But I want to give you an Itza. An idea. Why dont you set up a free webpage for yourself like a blogspot and set up a paypal donation link and reap in benefits from all the hearty good souls In this CR who are a part of this thread? Its a good idea.

May G-d bless you to have what you need.

This post caught my eye, but I have to share…I have been “frum as a baalas teshuva for over 10 years and am fed up. sometimes i wish i had where to run away to. But i burned all my bridges. nothing seems to have meaning to me anymore. I am dis illusioned by the reality of life. I sometimes fantasize of going off the derech. I dont want to, but its hard.

We are all products of our environments and therefore whatever what was comfortable and familiar to me is now disowned, distasteful and disallowed. The fact is I dont feel so spiritual sayign asher yotzar in loshen ha kodesh. maybe i ought to say my own prayer of thanks which i write.

maybe i’m sick of trying to fit in to the cookie mold, the cookie cutter. I lost myself somwhere back there.

Well anyways, whatever. thats life.

a gitta voch

Actually there are studies that show a woman’s brain shrinks during pregnancy. I guess due to hormones. But I always thought that was the case anyways, when I started forgetting everything when Pregnant. I think it grows back though. I dont know. Like its just temporary.

THe only way I can find some way to soothe myself when tragedy like this strikes is in the realization of the truth that we each pick the package of the life’s events we will agree to live here on earth, before incarnating down here. So there are things and challenges we must bear the burden of, for ex. sometimes we’ll see a cripple who suffers with a funny walk all their life. Well, no need to really feel sorry for them, as this was the best peckel their neshama needed and took upon themself in order to bring tikkun to the world and their charachter.

This kids’ time was up, as he had completed his tikkun. And he was also a special one as Hashem came and picked him, as a flower in a way, to take back to His Garden.

That would just be real sad if this thing ever goes under. Its like the death of the American dream or like 9/11. Tragic.