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Lannis, re-read it. I had then move the BCG treatment up to Thursday. In other words, I had it done a day early.I didn't postpone it. Also, I put a lot of thought into buying the jacket. I put my shitbox pickup up for sale on Craigslist. When it sells, I'll immediately pay the card off. And yes, maybe I should do the sensible thing and save all my money so that when I'm on my deathbed I'll be able to donate it to some appropriate charity. Instead, I decided that since I have been going through a personal hell and endured things that scare, anger and humiliate me, I would do something that helped me realize a dream.I bet you really get a kick telling little kids there is no Santa Clause.
My post was intended to be a supportive one, indicating that I agreed with your priorities, and that you do the very things that I would do in your situation. Apparently it didn't work.By the way, the day I told my 4-year old there was no Santa Claus, it was the greatest relief of his young life. The idea that there was a magic man who could show up in our house even with all the doors locked was really scaring him. After that, we didn't do Santa Claus any more with our kids ... !Lannis
My post was intended to be a supportive one, indicating that I agreed with your priorities, and that you do the very things that I would do in your situation. Apparently it didn't work.
My apologies. I thought you were being sarcastic......
Recouperating from a minor medical procedure. Abandoned the plan to stay inebriated until the discomfort goes away. Discovered I'm no good at drinking or eating pills some years ago and confirmed it once again. **C Temp in the 60s today -- hot as any summer day. I think I'll troll for photo ops. I'll take the van.
Not good right now. Sitting in the ER with Lorraine, waiting to see if she is having a heart attack. Presenting lots of signs. Pacemaker firing on every heart beat. Posting while waiting to help mediate the stress of not being able to do anything to help her. :'(
Posting while waiting to help mediate the stress of not being able to do anything to help her. :'(
Matthew; don't leave us hanging. What happened? Is Lorraine all right?
But, poodles love to crotch snarf my leather Aerostich pants: nothing beats bugs, sweat, and dad's "complex" pack smells after a bike ride. :-*
That sounded fun ;-T Dusty
Momster at 93 seems to continue to adjust to assisted living? She has not torn my head off for nearly 3 weeks now.