Schrodinger's cat wasn't real. It was a theoretical thought experiment. So, how could it belong to his daughter?Also--you know how Schrodinger's daughter felt. It was her cat he put in the box. The things you learn in psychology class...)
Schrodinger's cat wasn't real. It was a theoretical thought experiment. So, how could it belong to his daughter?Also--you know how Schrodinger's daughter felt. It was her cat he put in the box. The things you learn in psychology class...)
It came from a story I wrote AWM for Mother's Day some time ago, called Awakening of Magic. (And I wrote it by hand, on notebook paper that I bound with rings so that she could have a real book to read. I have no idea where it is now.) Anyway, the main character found a magical artifact that came with a guardian, and the guardian was Tallyollyopia (Tally for short). I've just always liked the way the name rolls off the tongue (and I made it up myself). No deeper meaning.You're close on the candy corn, but no cigar. Check the answer.
As for the pills, we may have some very strange vegetables soon!
Where did Tallyollyopia come from? It's most unusual.
I think I worded this wrong. I had to convince him to run the test for the blood being drawn. It really wasn't him I had to convince, it was the insurance. He had to come up with some bogus reason to run it, so I wouldn't get a major bill from the insurance denying it. I had to convince him it was necessary though. I could feel something is wrong. But he is correct, it could be the meds. In which case, I can't take my migraine meds anymore and we will just have to figure something else out.
I know that a lot of people believe Schrodinger's cat was merely a thought experiment. It wasn't. He actually took the cat, the box, and the little bottle of cyanide gas to his classroom (he was a teacher) put the cat and the capsule in the box (the wooden box, mind you) and then presented his "theoretical" observation to the class. (And, by the by, the cat was dead when they opened the box.) Problem with early psychiatry--very few of what we think were thought experiments were actually thought experiments--they were studied in brutal fashion.Schrodinger's cat wasn't real. It was a theoretical thought experiment. So, how could it belong to his daughter?
What a charming story! Love it!Some cats seem to be drawn to pregnancy. When my friend Michelle was pregnant their cat, IfYou ("I am Siamese if you please. I am Siamese if you don't please!"), who was primarily her husband's cat, took to sitting on Michelle's lap or next to her and purring to her belly. After the baby was born, IfYou took over the baby's early care and education. He watched over her while she slept. When she started crying in the middle of the night IfYou would go to the door of her parents' bedroom to urge them to hurry up and change the diaper. He taught the baby to purr!!! (Yes, I'm serious; she's now an adult woman but she's still the only human I've ever met who can do a credible purr.) Once she became a toddler IfYou taught her how to stalk mice (all right, toy mice), that the best place to nap was lying in the sun on the back of the couch (pulled up tight against the wall under the window, so she was in no danger), and that when you inevitably fall (safely, onto the sofa seat) you smooth your fur, draw your dignity about you, and explain "I meant to do that." IfYou eventually died in his sleep, after a long life and a busy day in the back yard, stretched across that young woman's bedroom threshold, which he still habitually guarded at night.
Margret
I can't find that story online. I wonder if your teacher was messing with you . I think it would sort of ruin the thought experiment to have a definitely dead or definitely alive cat around. In his book he says he's using it as a ridiculous scenario to illustrate how you have to be able to think to understand quantum physics. And Schrodinger had nothing to do with psychology/psychiatry so now I'm wondering why it even came up in psychology/psychiatry classes, lol . Skinner maybe?I know that a lot of people believe Schrodinger's cat was merely a thought experiment. It wasn't. He actually took the cat, the box, and the little bottle of cyanide gas to his classroom (he was a teacher) put the cat and the capsule in the box (the wooden box, mind you) and then presented his "theoretical" observation to the class. (And, by the by, the cat was dead when they opened the box.) Problem with early psychiatry--very few of what we think were thought experiments were actually thought experiments--they were studied in brutal fashion.
It started some time ago. It was like a bladder infection, but it only lasted while the meds were in my system, so about 12 hours, then it was gone. The first doctor decided (without blood work) that I had Syphilis and tried to give me a drug for this. Excuse me? Don't I at least have to have a partner who has this, or any partner?What symptoms did you have that warranted the discussion with your doctor if you don't mind?
She typed it in, highlighted it, and selected the color of the highlighted text as white, I believe. For another way to handle it, click on the spoiler button below:
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OH COOL! I'll try to do that and see if it works! Did it work? Highlight for answer! YEP!
You really, REALLY need to write a book about Harrigan! I'll buy it, but I want an autographed copy!The answer trick I learned the hard way from my friend, Harrigan.
That's kinda sad, but not really. You'd have caught grief with it growing up, but I love the name. LOL, I say it out loud every time I see it. Hekitty thinks I've lost my mind...which is nothing new.First of all, my real name isn't Tallyollyopia
Gots to finish up here and go get my Samhain dinner going. I'm doing a pork roast, green beans, baked sweet potato, and an apple-spice cake. Got the trick or treat candy already in the plastic cauldron, so I'm just about ready for it all.
Reference, please? It's not just "a lot of people" believing this; it's in every explanation of the experiment that I've ever read, mostly by respected scientists, that this is only a thought experiment, it didn't actually happen.I know that a lot of people believe Schrodinger's cat was merely a thought experiment. It wasn't. He actually took the cat, the box, and the little bottle of cyanide gas to his classroom (he was a teacher) put the cat and the capsule in the box (the wooden box, mind you) and then presented his "theoretical" observation to the class. (And, by the by, the cat was dead when they opened the box.) Problem with early psychiatry--very few of what we think were thought experiments were actually thought experiments--they were studied in brutal fashion.
It was, IMO, a deeply flawed theoretical thought experiment.Schrodinger's cat wasn't real. It was a theoretical thought experiment. So, how could it belong to his daughter?
The love of my life was on dialysis for 18 years (that was in the bad old days before there were transplants) and he lived a full although somewhat restricted life. He received a university degree and became a successful artist and writer. He also was an accomplished small sailboat racer winning many trophies. Although he had a rather rare blood type he still got a transplant and his life was better for it. When he started on dialysis he had to do it every day, just before he got his new kidney he had to have it only once a week for a few hours during which time he caught up with his reading. Being on dialysis is not a death sentence and these days people live pretty much the same as before if not better. I don't know what you have heard about dialysis but don't let it scare you. Dying from kidney disease is no walk in the park, it is a very miserable way to die.Don't forget to all Coast listeners.....Tonight is Ghost to Ghost.
It started some time ago. It was like a bladder infection, but it only lasted while the meds were in my system, so about 12 hours, then it was gone. The first doctor decided (without blood work) that I had Syphilis and tried to give me a drug for this. Excuse me? Don't I at least have to have a partner who has this, or any partner?
Changed doctors. Second one gave me a blood test and found the levels were off. Put me on cranberry fruit and continued blood test until the levels went back down. Then he retired.
Now I'm on the third doctor. I have been doing my best to stay away from the meds (as much as possible), because of the mass burning when I pee. However, it's now not only when I take the meds, but all the time. I've been after him to give me a blood test for over 2 years now, but he didn't seem to think I needed one. Since I don't take opioids for my migraines, there was nothing to check for. Once I convinced him to do it, we had to come up with a reason so the insurance would pay for that test. He did say I was fully hydrated so it was definitely not a misreading from dehydration.
He said that if this continues the way it is, ie. taking the meds, then it will progress into stage 4. I won't go on dialysis. I would rather be dead than do that. So, I am a little concerned.
For now, I'm off the meds and overdosing on cranberry fruit.
Hemodialysis (if you've ever seen it done) looks scary, because of the size of the needles. But, according to my husband who's been getting it three times a week for a lo-o-ong time now, it's not that bad. You have to be careful to avoid infection, and you have to watch your diet and which drugs you take (i.e. no drugs that can't be removed from the bloodstream by dialysis, and avoid foods high in potassium), but beyond that it's not so bad. It's a lot better than dying from accumulated poisons.The love of my life was on dialysis for 18 years (that was in the bad old days before there were transplants) and he lived a full although somewhat restricted life. He received a university degree and became a successful artist and writer. He also was an accomplished small sailboat racer winning many trophies. Although he had a rather rare blood type he still got a transplant and his life was better for it. When he started on dialysis he had to do it every day, just before he got his new kidney he had to have it only once a week for a few hours during which time he caught up with his reading. Being on dialysis is not a death sentence and these days people live pretty much the same as before if not better. I don't know what you have heard about dialysis but don't let it scare you. Dying from kidney disease is no walk in the park, it is a very miserable way to die.
If you get tired of the cranberries you can get the same effect with large doses of vitamin C.For now, I'm off the meds and overdosing on cranberry fruit.
Yes, some people are "potassium-hoarders" and have to watch what they eat like oranges and tomatoes, but there are also those who are "potassium-wasters", they can't get enough of it. I've known both of them, they were friends from way back and had a transplant within a year of each other and kept comparing notes.Hemodialysis (if you've ever seen it done) looks scary, because of the size of the needles. But, according to my husband who's been getting it three times a week for a lo-o-ong time now, it's not that bad. You have to be careful to avoid infection, and you have to watch your diet and which drugs you take (i.e. no drugs that can't be removed from the bloodstream by dialysis, and avoid foods high in potassium), but beyond that it's not so bad. It's a lot better than dying from accumulated poisons.
Margret
It wasn't a story--it was a newspaper article that posted in the textbook. I had to sell the textbook back (you think the mafia is a racket, you should look at the people responsible for college textbooks) or I'd post the picture of it for you. My teacher didn't bring it up at all. In the article he said he didn't have a lesson plan for the day until he saw his daughter's cat on the table that morning.I can't find that story online. I wonder if your teacher was messing with you . I think it would sort of ruin the thought experiment to have a definitely dead or definitely alive cat around. In his book he says he's using it as a ridiculous scenario to illustrate how you have to be able to think to understand quantum physics. And Schrodinger had nothing to do with psychology/psychiatry so now I'm wondering why it even came up in psychology/psychiatry classes, lol . Skinner maybe?
Is it true that early scientists engaged in a lot of casual cruelty---to animals, children, the mentally ill, etc.---so the basic concept is duly noted.
Brrr, it's cold here! I think we got spoiled by the nice weather. I even saw a snowflake yesterday . Well I guess we couldn't have warm weather forever. . .
Mudslides are a pain to clean up after. I hope no one gets hurt when they do happen.Last week we had temps up to 106 F and very dry, now it's not even going up to 70 F and there is a forecast of 30% chance of rain, it has been overcast all day for the last 3 days with humidity up to 75 %. Weird weather, that's certain. There is a forecast for "very wet winter" like last year which would be nice and finally fill up the aquifers again. On the other hand, the fires all over have denuded the hillsides and heavy rains will cause landslides and floods: more disasters, we've seen whole neighborhoods destroyed by mudslides in the past.
Now hold on--I've also heard those symptoms can be the start of ovarian cancer, which can give a false positive on a kidney test. Is there any way to test for that?Don't forget to all Coast listeners.....Tonight is Ghost to Ghost.
It started some time ago. It was like a bladder infection, but it only lasted while the meds were in my system, so about 12 hours, then it was gone. The first doctor decided (without blood work) that I had Syphilis and tried to give me a drug for this. Excuse me? Don't I at least have to have a partner who has this, or any partner?
Changed doctors. Second one gave me a blood test and found the levels were off. Put me on cranberry fruit and continued blood test until the levels went back down. Then he retired.
Now I'm on the third doctor. I have been doing my best to stay away from the meds (as much as possible), because of the mass burning when I pee. However, it's now not only when I take the meds, but all the time. I've been after him to give me a blood test for over 2 years now, but he didn't seem to think I needed one. Since I don't take opioids for my migraines, there was nothing to check for. Once I convinced him to do it, we had to come up with a reason so the insurance would pay for that test. He did say I was fully hydrated so it was definitely not a misreading from dehydration.
He said that if this continues the way it is, ie. taking the meds, then it will progress into stage 4. I won't go on dialysis. I would rather be dead than do that. So, I am a little concerned.
For now, I'm off the meds and overdosing on cranberry fruit.
Are they chocolate muffins? Don't kill the muffin man--you'll never get them again!The story about IfYou was so adorable! I won't be letting the cats sleep in the same room as the baby in the beginning. I have no concerns that they'll intentionally harm the baby - I'm sure they'll be excellent big brothers and I don't think Marcy will care either way - but they're such cuddle bugs, I'm concerned they'll get too close to his face and he won't be able to breathe. So no kitties while he sleeps until he has full head control and can turn away if he needs to.
They've been extra attention since before I even took the positive test, but they've just really amped it up. I was supposed to have a doctor's appointment today, but she had to go perform an emergency c-section so they moved me to Thursday. Which is better anyway - John is off work and can go with me.
I don't think I'd ever want to be on dialysis, either. Hopefully you can avoid it.
Last night, John brought me a delicious chocolate muffin from work. Casey's is mainly a gas station. However, they also sell donuts, muffins, and cookies that they bake daily in store and they have the best pizza. It's my absolute favorite pizza and, oddly enough, it comes from a gas station! LOL. I always have been and always will be a chocoholic. I have no desire to change that. And if he keeps bringing me muffins, I might not smother him in his sleep for snoring. LOL
What happened in NYC?Wow, just wow. I don't often watch or read the news unless tipped off to something major. I didn't know about the NYC thing until I checked the bike forum.
I hope no one else dies.
I despise cranberries, so it's in a pill. But I'll remember that.If you get tired of the cranberries you can get the same effect with large doses of vitamin C.
Had a wellness not long ago. I'm good there. But that info is nice to know.Now hold on--I've also heard those symptoms can be the start of ovarian cancer, which can give a false positive on a kidney test. Is there any way to test for that?
Problem is that gyn exams often can't catch ovarian cancer until it is stage 3 or 4. The current sucky method of looking for it is feeling the stomach for enlargements.I despise cranberries, so it's in a pill. But I'll remember that.
Had a wellness not long ago. I'm good there. But that info is nice to know.