Office Work.......

[maple]

The orange one just likes to root around and cry like a big baby and get the other one to knock of the boob and cry. It's like, pick one and eat...piggy.

 

[dacjohns]

I like cats and other critters but it is too hard to find someone to take care of them when I'm traveling. Mrs. dacs likes baby critters but not grown up ones.


Nice stories about cats today, even g's sad ending real life was bitter sweet.


And now for Buffy's entertainment.

We got back from Florida Thursday afternoon. The trip was good except for camera tripod taking up residence at the bottom of the harbor at Key West.

Friday morning I was feeling a little bit of pain in the side and back, thought oh no, feels like when I had kidney stones. I told Mrs. dacs so she would know why I was grumpier than usual. The pain went away, thought I was going to be OK.


OK, now this will get graphic in a little bit so all you squeamish folks that can't deal with bodily functions just close this thread without reading further. If you feel the need to hit the report button just get over it. You've been warned.


Crap, stupid pad. Lost 5 minutes of typing.

 

[maple]

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You and me both so the sooner people come to realize this...the more at ease they'll be. It's not like I have double digits of cats. I mean, I do have a polydactyl cat but I don't have more than....wait, let me count.... 2 outdoor, 3 indoor, and 3 in the bathroom... that's 8...now, if grandma takes mama that's 7 and if Ava's preschool teacher takes the boy then that's 6....back to wear I was after Ava's favorite orange tabby died last fall she still cries about. So Ava gets a new orange tabby. It all works out in the end.

Now don't tell Zoe she doesn't get to keep the other kitty. She's gonna be upset but she already got her kitty when she was 6...so she's 9 now but he's most definately hers...he adores her and she adores him. He stands on his hind legs and pushes her bedroom door open...she's sitting on the floor and he rubs his body against her, then plops down, curls around her arm and bites and kicks her...now THAT'S love.

She giggles and screams so it's all good.

 

[dacjohns]

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huh?

Someone said you passed a stone, which in my book, is akin to giving birth--minus the diapers.

That's as close to warm fuzzy smilie that I saw.

 

[maple]

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Funniest story EVER!!!

First I was gonna tease ya about your tripod but then you lost your story...so that makes it even funnier.

 

[Buff Hooligans]

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Mapes is goofin' in me

No, only air traffic controllers work in towers. I worked in the office section of an airplane hangar. And yes, I did get to fly on the jets once in a while... it was always fun when the mechanics finished working on a problem on a plane and needed our pilots to take it for a flight test. I got to go on those. Yay! (I figured if I croak in the crash, it will still have been fun.)

Nelly is wrapped around her widdle kitties many toes.

 

[dacjohns]

Let's try this again.


Friday night we headed into town (you realize this version is going to be shorter than the version I lost) to see some friends perform in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. By then the pain was coming back and I was having the urge to clear my bowels. (One of the symptoms of passing a kidney stone). Went the bathroom, nothing happening. About 15 minutes into the first act I let my wife know that I was having problems and might have to use the bathroom during the performance. Half hour in I head for the bathroom, nothing happening. Pain is getting more uncomfortable. Still no results on the toilet, start to get a little nauseous (another symptom). The first act is almost over and I haven't been back to my seat. I see one of my friends in the play, he is waiting for the last scene. I talk to him a bit, tell him what's going on, try to get ahold of wife on her cell phone. No response. First act ends, wife comes out, friend had told her because I told him where wife was sitting. Head for the hospital.

Luckily the VA hospital is in the same town as where the play was. Get to the emergency room and get checked in right away, yay. No other patients ahead of me, yay. See a nurse right away, yay. Get blood drawn, get a CT scan done. Now the waiting. Cant's sit, can't lay down, can't stand up, just walk around in pain while waiting for the results of everything. Blood looks good except my potasium is low again. grr. Pee looks good. Little bitty kidney stone working its way from the kidney to the bladder. How one little thing can hurt so bad is amazing.

Doctor checks me out. Pokes, prods, pulls, molests. At least I wasn't violated.

Get a shot in the butt for pain. It starts working. Doc orders an IV. Right hand vein rolls. Ouch, no good. Try the left hand. Vein rolls, ouch no good. Try another vein, ouch, finally get it to work.

Finish the IV. Get dressed. Go the pharmacy to get some more pain pills for just in case. On the way home pain starts to return. Take a pill.


Get home, go to bed, stone passes during the night. Catch the remains of it in the strainer the next day.

Drink lots of water Saturday night. Up half the night peeing. What fun.

This is my third stone. Hate those things. Need to drink more water. Nurse said cut back on the good stuff, chocolate, cheese and all those high calcium foods.

to that.

 

[Buff Hooligans]

Well. Ahem.....

So, how 'bout them Red Sox?

 

[Buff Hooligans]

Actually Dacs, I feel for ya. I've had kidney stones too. The first one was chronic so they hacked my side open and cut it out. I was 22 year olds. The second happend a couple years ago and I had to pass it. Days of walking around feeling like crunched up glass was in my inards. I didn't have the other symptoms you had. You win at kidney stones.

 

[LarryPQ]

Before I get edited by the Chickens in Black:

Any guesses as to tomorrow's prank?


I am guessing it will be text-related.

Conspiracy theorists should PM me, so we dont get banned for the day.

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