CRAZY TOWN WAITING ROOM - TESTS coming up? All Stages Welcome.
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Fantastic story, Beppy. Reminds me of being a kid when my brother--who in all fairness was the only boy and the youngest of four--got his electric train set. I was so jealous!
Your perseverance is inspirational! Enjoy the trains.
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Good for you, beppy! You got the job done. It is a funny story, though I am with katy in feeling bad that you were uncomfortable for such a long period of time.
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Awwwww, Beppy! It did make me laugh, I have to admit! Thank you for telling me (and us) that wonderful story. Now, you guys, I have been to Slow's house, and I know exactly how far it is from the wall to the couch, or how much further the stairs are. I admire your perseverance! But o my god, I did a little laugh when I had a vision of your full grown stately self, rolling rolling rolling!!! How did you DO the angles and corners!!!?? And how did you get between the couch and the table?!!!? Hahaaah! My laughter was tempered by love of you, and how you just must have loved putting it all together. Awwwwwww!
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....I feel so much better, and equipped for what remains of the day...
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Slow.. Wonderful story.!! So glad you got your train set.. Makes me want one now.. HaHa.. :-) Sorry you were stuck on the floor though :-(
Gaia.. So sorry you are feeling miserable :-( I hope your better soon ( Hugs)
Katy.. Hi.thinking of you.. xx
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Slow..........peeing my pants.....ok here's one for you from a then 79 year old with every friggin ailment known to man......
I: was down the shore 2 years ago with my Nikki, Makayla and Sean her kids....we decided to play a board game on the floor in the living roo;m...........I have a bad ass too from fracturing my coccyx bone years ago falling down the steps..............so I sit on one cheek then the other , and keep switching.............so I decided I needed to sit on the floor to play the game cause that is where the 3 of them were............
So Slow......like you I sat on the chair, slide like a snake to the floor with a very hard not so graceful landing, and thank God for carpet onto the floor.................I guess we played for about 1 1/2 hours................finally they decided they had had enough and all got up but Sean Jr and he helped me put the pieces back into the box...........then he along with the ot;her 2 disappeared and I did not see them go out the front door for a walk round the lake.........
No biggie I didn't want to go for a walk anyway............finally I thought ok, get up and go in and make lunch......................Was not happening..........I tried to slide back up along the chair to get into a sitting position so I could sit on the chair and eventually stand up............was not happening.........no strength in the arms, and the legs and knees would not do what they needed to do..................
Plan B..........Roll over on your belly and and pull yourself to your knees, put your arms on the chair, and push yourself into a standing position........was not gonna happen...............
Plan C.........roll over to the kitchen floor and pull yourself up on the chair (which was lower) and then stand up.....did you ever try to pull yourself up by leaning on knees that hurt so bad you wanted to cry........and to boot you have on sweat pants which are slipping on the hardwood floor becaue you can't get any traction cause you keep sliding back down...................
Plan D....roll yourself into a sitting position and wait for them to come back home to help you up off the floor.............did that....
Enter the 3 of them and they say "why the hell are you still on the floor.......swearing to myself when I do finally make it to my feet I will personally beat the shit out of each on of their faces for even asking that question!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So they try to pick me up off the floor by my 2 rotator cuff surgery arms, and nearly dislocate my friggin shoulders........I make them go upstairs and get me a pillow to put under my knees so I can kneel on it and to push myself up high enough to get up on the. Sofa with my arms, and finally to a standing position........well they pulled and tugged all the time me saying "oh shit", "oh shit", and laughing so hard I kept slipping back down.................
Oh and did I mention the entire time I was rolling on the floor Stella (and you all know STella) was biting my ass cause she thought I was playing...........and chewing on my head cause she thought it was "party time"..............I finally go on the pillow, pushed myself up while saying "get the hell away from me you 3 your no help at all, while one peed herself laughing, and the other 2 ran outside and jumped in the pool so I could not get to them when they saw me standing upright............LO
Guess what........Makaya got it all on video and swears she is sending it to Funniest Home Video's.......
Now Slow......you wonder why I just wet my pants reading your story........LMAO......Like Mother, like Daughter.......hahahahahahahahahahahaha
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Rainny: can't remember if I congratulated you on finishing rads....but congratulations on finishing rads! Heck, I'll say it again/
Slow: but is the train worth it?
Tomboy: we're all in this together.
Now, off to see about this holiday spirit thing for myself. I may just declare my Christmas (because that's what I celebrate) to be January 9-12, because that's when I've got a "just because" trip to Chicago.
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Rainny, big congratulations coming your way. I hope you take yourself to the movies or something to celebrate!
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SlowDeepBreaths, not only did I savor and enjoy my Chick-fil-A salad immensely, I went out and bought enough lettuce, strawberries, blueberries, blue cheese and mandarin oranges to make myself about *8* salads at home! Saving this for Christmas Eve dinner--we always have boiled shrimp on Christmas Eve, so the salad will go nicely. And since it's going to be over 75 degrees here, and we'll prolly have the air conditioning on, it will be nice to have some cold food. Christmas Day, the same thing--cold food--sandwiches, chips & dip, fruit, and pies. Paper plates, etc. No cooking, no clean-up. My kind of holiday!
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Oh, Ducky! Another adventure...
Queenie and Eggroll, thank you! I'm so glad it's over. Now just have to wait for my battered skin to heal. As for celebration, I think just being done is a celebration. That said, after my visit today to my new best friends in the hospital's wound care department, I'm heading for a certain upscale chocolate shop in Brooklyn to buy some treats for people I love. They also have a ridiculously rich hot chocolate, and I am going to buy myself one and savor it!
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Rainy.....by the time you hit my age........'you have had about every one...........LOL......Like Slow, I can't get down without plopping, norup without help.....bad knees....those puppies just don't want to bend...LOL.....
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May have biopsy results on Christmas Eve...if not next Monday. Not sure what is worse....dealing with my bat shit crazy mother in law or the waiting. She is not the type of distraction I'm looking for....
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7..........LMAO.......I had a bat shit mother-in-law too..........after my husband died (very young), in my head)....so did she..........but guess what......she lived to be 96.......
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7...........anytime is a shitty time to get news that you might have any illness, just try to keep in mind..........once it all comes together it does get a tad easier.........if anyone would have told me that when I found out I had BC I would have thought........."what the hell are you smoking"........but it is true........I think the once it all comes together it is easier to get your head around..........and I swear, I don't even smoke cigarettes....lol......
Not going to tell you to put it behind you and have a wonderful Xmas........then I would be your mother-in-law probably................so just do the best you can..........right now that is all you can do.........and anyone who doesn't ;understand..........Screw them and the horse they rode in on".........0 -
7: I suppose it depends on how batshit your mother-in-law is, but waiting for the biopsy results is on a par with that, I'd guess.
Rainny: so, how was the hot chocolate? that'd hit the spot just now. I may have to invest in some when I next go to Chicago.
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I have 2 grandsons who live in Chicago.......been there 3 times........great town...........like Frank Sinatra says.................they both have their own homes in downtown Chicago.......gorgeous..one has a view of the Lake..........great food...........beats Philly food by far..............we have great, but never had a bad meal in Chicago...........not cheap, but good, and worth the price
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These stories are hilarious! I know the situations must have been frustrating or difficult at the time.
I have a similar funny story along these lines. It is not as dramatic as the ones I read, but I too ended on my ads with no easy way to get up. Will tell the story when I have some energy.
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After radiation yesterday my brother needed me to go with him to the doctor (he has Down's Syndrome). When we got to his apartments, my husband walked the dog. But he didn't pick up the little pile. So it took me 20 minutes to find it with a baggy in my hand, only to have a drunk friend of my brother's rush in and pick it up with her bare hands and throw it on the blacktop. As I am begging her to please go wash her hands, she wipes them on the grass and then strokes my hair -- apparently to calm me down. So I got in the car. But my brother could not get the seatbelt around his large frame . . . So the whole way to his doctor appointment, I am wiping hand sanitizer over my hair and the seatbelt bell is going "bloop bloop bloop."
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Would love to hear it......good to know we are not alone...........honestly when I see the video my grandaughter took, I LMAO.................
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So crazies, I wrote my Congresswoman about the medical bed seizure. I got a call from Washington, D.C. yesterday. It was from a staff assistant to the Congresswoman. He asked me to explain what happened with the medical bed. I told him the whole story. He says the Congresswoman has received numerous complaints about Medicare's rejection of durable medical equipment. Her office is conducting an ongoing investigation of this problem and constituent complaints and reports are vital evidence. The game is that Medicare pays outside auditors $$$ to go through legitimate doctor's orders and find minute problems that then allows Medicare to reject claims. Medicare prohibits the correction of claims by going back to the provider to change the paperwork.
So, the Washington, D.C. staff member referred me to a local case worker that works in the Congresswoman's office in my area. We will write a report about what happened and the Congresswoman will send it to the Medicare liaison directly from her office. The oversight of a congressional office may be a strong incentive for Medicare to sort through their rejection of my mother's claim.
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Wow, Good work, D'Freak!! Excellent! I still think the seizure would have made a great Christmas (bad on them) television news story. You guys would probably have been showered with money, gifts and other nice things...
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Eggroll! That woman must have been very drunk indeed! Does she have Down's, too? Poor thing. I know what YOU did, when you got home!
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Oh, eggroll. This life gets to a point sometimes where it becomes too crazy to bear, so I am glad you have a place where people listen carefully to the unsettling events that plague us.
You are a writer, and your description is vivid. I can see it play out very clearly.
I hope you have gotten cleaned up and scrubbed this event sway. I have had to deal with some unpleasant events at my house, but I clean up the mess willingly because I am helping people I love.
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Eggroll.. What an awful experience 😱
7of9.. Thinking of you while you wait for reults.. and also about your MIL.!!
Rainny.. So glad it's all over for you.. Yay!! Those chocolates are the perfect way to celebrate!
Ducky... HaHa 😃 Love your stories.!!
Decision.. Sounds like your getting somewhere now :-)
Slow.. Is Hubby feeling better now.?
Tomboy and Katy.. Hi.!!
Hmmm...5.45am Christmas Eve 🎄 here!! Much to do today !! HaHa.. Last night hubby said to me " Do you realize, it's the night before the night before Christmas.? ".. HaHa.. It made me laugh..!
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Decision: good start! I hope it ends as well.
Eggroll: EEP! funny only because it didn't happen to me--feeling a little cleaner now?
Both Crazytown.
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and checking in with a little gift from nature! HAIL!!! Plus thunder lightning and wind. Grateful for nature's little gift. Guess we're all bored of the rain!
Waiting for the other shoe to drop!
No tea party under the boughs today! Or for the birds either!0 -
The weather here is horrible pouring rain, and it will for the next few days..........if this was snow were would be asshole deep in it.............
Santa better get a friggin boat, he's gonna need it............
Here;s my thought for today...........LOL
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and checking in with a little gift from nature! HAIL!!! Plus thunder lightning and wind. Grateful for nature's little gift. Guess we're all bored of the rain!
Waiting for the other shoe to drop!
No tea party under the boughs today! Or for the birds either!0 -
Nice and sunny here....so good weather for my daily drive to rads! It has been a fun but busy week so far; will post more later today or tomorrow I hope...Grands just left for Tahoe (they will stop by again and spend the night on their way home in a bit less than a week)...but son is still here hanging out with me doing a whole lot of nothing, unless you count eating. I can't believe how much food we have.....and how much cooking I have done and how fun it has been to cook!
Hugs to all
Octogirl
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I'm dreaming of a wet Christmas...just like the ones I used to know...back in Seattle in the '70s.
62 degrees, windy and stormy here in Chicago. Dec. 23. What's wrong with this picture? 2 days ago in Valencia it was 67. Last night at O'Hare it was 35--blessedly, there was no line for taxis at O'Hare so I didn't freeze my kishkas off waiting outside.
Just got off the phone with OptumRx, my mail order pharmacy (for the next 10 days till Humana Part D takes over). Despite what their online formulary says, brand name Femara isn't covered. Came home to a gazillion messages to call them--they have my cell #, which had service my whole trip, as well as my e-mail. But no texts, and all the messages were on my landline. (Of course, does DS check the answering machine so he could text me? Bwhahaha....). They say the MO, who wrote the scrip, has to call their Authorization Dept. for an exception, and it'll take up to 48 hrs. for an answer...and then maybe a week to get the meds shipped (by which time I will have NO coverage with them). I asked them if they could fill the scrip with Teva brand letrozole, but they replied that they use whatever generic mfr. is cheapest and often change them in midstream. Hence the fact that I've never gotten Teva generics from them. If I strike out, I will just have to take my one-month paper scrip to whichever druggist in Chicago can guarantee they can fill it with Teva. Even Costco will cost me $750 for that month. We can swing up to $400, so it looks like some jaunts across the border to Windsor, ON are in our future (no echocardiography courses scheduled in any Canadian cities this spring, alas). The night before disembarking, I found out that for $85 for a doctor visit in sick bay and $25 for a scrip-writing fee, I could have had a paper scrip for Femara to fill in Italy or Spain at a “farmacia" for under $100/month. GRRRR.....! I go to London, Lausanne & Paris in late March, so I may have to take that route instead. DH or my PCP or MO can coordinate with colleagues in the UK, Switzerland or France if I can't get affordable Femara (or have acceptable SEs on Teva generic) on this side of the pond.
Meanwhile, I have a mani at 4:30 (going 3 weeks w/o a gel polish change and then rummaging through luggage and carryons at airport security has done a number on my nails), some food shopping and last-minute gift shopping to do, and a visit to my friend in hospice (hoping this'll be a lucid day). My blisters are swaddled in special blister bandages, and I will be sure to wear seamless “diabetic" socks and oxfords today. The left one did pop and drain a bit, but the right one--also atop a callus--is huge and intact. Surprised I was able to walk as much as I did yesterday--easily close to 2 miles. On the Immigration line at Detroit, and again at TSA, people asked me why I didn't ask for a wheelchair. The answer is that it embarrasses the hell out of DH (but not as much as when I am traveling with a guitar--he feels that if I am well enough to travel to play I am being a hypocrite by asking for assistance). By the time we boarded our last flight home. I ignored his admonition and gladly accepted the gate agent's offer to pre-board. He waited till Economy Comfort was called.
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