I don't know your dad's age, but lots of people from earlier times reuse items because their background was different from now. These days most things get tossed, yet back then you'd repair broken stuff yourself or take it somewhere to get fixed. Folks even brought good shoes in for new soles. As I get older I catch myself looking at things I used to toss without thinking and wondering if they could be reused instead. This comes from someone who chose a cloth diaper service for my youngest because of all the waste from disposables going into landfills. Earlier generations also grew up learning to be careful with money, and I picked up that habit from my own parents. I don't hold onto solo cups or paper plates since I use plates and glasses that go in the dishwasher.
How many syringes do you use a day?
Blah, Blah... 🤣 I'll get around to it. I already got past two obstacles this week by adding Tirz to the boss's routine and weighing her.
Ok, ok....Just making sure you're with us...or at least near the edge, like "climbing aboard might turn out okay..".... 😎 👍 🍺
100% - that's exactly why I avoid casually grabbing extra syringes and needles unless it's truly required. It's not about saving money at all, it's about the environment, and hardly anyone in the pep community seems to think about that.
I'll get there, this isn't some little rowboat.🤡
Your expertise in the sciences really shines through. Hats off to your success there.
No worries. AI or a Russian virus will finish us off before global warming ever does.
I know it's not the common view these days yet I skip sorting my waste for reuse. Folks often get upset and lecture me on saving the planet so I explain that I'm deliberately adding useful materials to the dump. That way centuries from now when societies excavate those sites looking for materials they'll find plenty worth recovering. It's my way of planning ahead for those who come after us. I mean it seriously not as a joke. Since my area sits far inland everything discarded stays on solid ground instead of washing out to sea and adding to the big floating garbage patch. If my location were coastal my habits might differ but here it all ends up buried in one spot.
Thinking this way shapes how my spouse approaches possessions. He dislikes discarding items he believes can be restored, thanks to learning repairs from his grandpa during childhood with his grandparents, where he developed real skill. For instance, I own two cleaners for the swimming area that quit functioning after I yanked them out by the power line repeatedly. He restored the wiring on one and won't allow disposal of the second since it might be restored or harvested for components. Rechargeable versions exist now, yet he sees no reason to switch. I'm thankful for this talent because he handles upkeep on his motorcycles and vehicle himself, including modifications, which keeps waste out of dumps and reduces our yearly expenses. Although I avoid reusing medical needles, the notion sometimes arises in particular situations.
Everyone realizes that's just made up, don't they?
That claim would turn out to be quite the tall tale if accurate 😎
The area where I live in Florida ended its waste sorting efforts. That approach just didn't add up moneywise because buyers for those materials had vanished. Everything we discard now heads straight into regular garbage. The shift still strikes me as strange. When I lived up in Wisconsin we separated items for reuse yet kept an outdoor burning spot. Putting paper goods like boxes and unwanted letters into the flames there cuts down on what I have to handle.
After shifting to our current workplace location, the prior tenants had set up waste removal with a pair of small bins—one handling ordinary refuse and the other for items meant to be recycled. These got emptied on different schedules, with the recycling service being pricier. Handling collections every two weeks became difficult as our waste volume grew. Even changing to weekly service left us dealing with excess garbage spilling over. Upon investigating, it turned out our whole locality has no place that actually recycles anything collected, meaning it all ends up buried with regular trash. The collection firms were profiting from this setup. So I got them to swap out those two for one bigger bin used only for non-recyclable waste, and that has worked out fine.
I remember when medical centers would grind needle tips sharp again and run them through an autoclave cycle before reuse on another person. The glass syringes from that era could endure for many years.
Back in my childhood days burn barrels were common in every yard and we would incinerate most household waste apart from tins or glass items. A couple of spray cans I tossed in would launch skyward like missiles which was amusing. Dairy products arrived in returnable glass containers including milk and we cleaned those before the delivery person collected them next time for the company to clean and use again. Scraps from meals went to our pet dog though there were rarely any left over since there were five children in the family. These days I am allowed to have a fire pit at my place since it is beyond the urban boundary yet residents within the city cannot do so.
Yeah, I've had that identical thing happen to me! It stands out more around specific spots on my abdomen. It occurs less often if I keep using that same sensitive area roughly two inches below and a couple inches above the navel on both sides. Normally I combine three compounds in one injection device so I only need two shots daily. Lately though I've been doing injections just weekly. While repeated vial entries obviously blunt the tip, I haven't seen steady improvements from loading just one at a time either. That's why I figure the spot matters most. I can sense immediately from the initial draw whether the injection will feel smooth or difficult, so perhaps differences between the devices matter too. Anyway I don't mind much since it's only a quick prick.
I wonder if you've taken that peptide lately. I've blamed it for my vinyl stomach issue. The effect hits only my midsection. My legs feel completely normal still.
For several months straight I took it every day though lately that stopped for a couple weeks now. Regularly I stick with just the bpc and tb combo. My dose of tirz has dropped to five milligrams once every two weeks or more yet the weight keeps coming off and my hunger stays suppressed along with fewer cravings for food. Taking time away from everything has felt pretty good.
I set up eight shots for my spouse and me this morning. Included are a pair of tirz, another pair of nad+, glutathione, semax, selank, plus bpc/tb. This makes up the selection for today. Quantities shift on other days according to the stage of our various protocols.
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