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In the hospital I weight 330 which puts me at 48 pounds lost At 300pounds I can start riding again... Though I probably will opt for a smaller stout lesson horse.

Also making sure all my plumbing is working.... so far so good.

deb
I would love for you to start riding again!
 
I would love for you to start riding again!
I would too. Katee is like riding a big cushy Couch with Incredible power. You cant feel her transitions... Walking to Trot suddinly shes there..... Walking to passage... Oh My goodness.... I am not fit for any thing further... I still have the balance and coordination but not the muscle ....

deb
 
I would too. Katee is like riding a big cushy Couch with Incredible power. You cant feel her transitions... Walking to Trot suddinly shes there..... Walking to passage... Oh My goodness.... I am not fit for any thing further... I still have the balance and coordination but not the muscle ....

deb
Soon you will!
 
In the hospital I weight 330 which puts me at 48 pounds lost At 300pounds I can start riding again... Though I probably will opt for a smaller stout lesson horse.

Also making sure all my plumbing is working.... so far so good.

deb

Deb you never know with all these changes in your life you might find a guy that will sing that big and rich song about riding a horse and you may decide that he's the fish in the sea to catch and keep. I realize your thinking "yea thanks but no thanks" but remember what they say never say never, I never expected the last year to be so miserable in my life but I realize there has to be something for me on the other end that will make it better...
 
Deb you never know with all these changes in your life you might find a guy that will sing that big and rich song about riding a horse and you may decide that he's the fish in the sea to catch and keep. I realize your thinking "yea thanks but no thanks" but remember what they say never say never, I never expected the last year to be so miserable in my life but I realize there has to be something for me on the other end that will make it better...
Oh Id love some romantic to sweep me off my feet for sure... I love men in all shapes and sizes too. But there is one part I have to have someone who will be willing to be my friend as well.... have only some of the same interests.... because its the differences that make life so much more interesting....

deb
 
You wont believe the night I’ve had! I have a crazy neighbor who lives down at the bottom of my street (not on my actual road but the road x mine) He’s apparently off his meds & decided that no one in my culdesac is allowed to put trash cans at the bottom of our easement road anymore because he can see them from his kitchen. We have to leave them at the bottom of our road because its the only way waste management will take them. In his deluded mind he’s decided that he owns our easement. (Like I said, crazy.) Incidentally, we have a new neighbor in the culdesac who leaves his cans down the street all week because they don't know any better. So anyway, a couple days ago Crazy Neighbor waits till he see's me leave then drags the new neighbors cans up my hill & puts them in front of my house. My long time, good neighbor put a note on the cans letting the new neighbor know they have to take their cans home after trash day... No big.

Well tonights trash night & we all drag our cans down the road. Crazy Neighbor waits till he see's DH leave & immediately starts dragging everybodys cans up in front of my house. So I go out there & I try to talk to him & he smells like alcohol, is irrational & freaking screaming at me. I was telling him that I understand he's frustrated & he should just explain to the new neighbor that's there's a problem, but he kept screaming at me & wouldnt listen & so I started getting pissed because he's being a huge bully, threatening me, trespassing & touching my property. I say, "John those are MY cans that I pay for, you need to stop touching them. If you keep dragging them up here, I'm gonna keep dragging them back down. I've got all night & don't think for a second I wont freaking do it." So for 10+mins we proceed to drag the trash up & down the road. The whole time we're screaming at each other & he’s threatening me that I’m in trouble & I need to back down. Blah! Blah! Blah!. I'd let him get one can all the way up the hill (because I wasn't gonna wrestle him for them) & when he'd go down for another I'd take one back down. He was screaming accusations at me & sweating & huffing & puffing up & down my road & I swear to God I was hoping he'd have a heart attack & drop freaking dead right in front of me, but no such luck.

So I finally call my good neighbor & say I’m dealing with a crazy person, I need you out here. When he comes out he says, "Oh! This guy! This guys ****ing crazy! He threatened me with physical violence yesterday, just leave the cans"... but I cant, because I don't do bully's, EVER. In the meantime Crazy Neighbor is still screaming threats & accusations & pointing out houses that he's reported to county code enforcement because he has a friend in the department & can get people in trouble & he's gonna call them on me & all the other neighbors. Then he says he's calling the Sheriff & I tell him, “Good! Please do so that I don't have to.”

At this point DH starts driving up the road & he see's Crazy Neighbor in the middle of the street with someones trashcan & has no idea that he's drunk & that its all hitting the fan. He tries to reason with him, but theres nothing doing & then he sees me in the process of dragging a can down the road. He knows instantly that if I'm out there with Crazy Neighbor, in the dark, that there's a problem. Crazy is yelling that we've "abused our privileges" on his easement (not his) & that DH needs to get his wife under control. Crazy Neighbor then charges over to me & starts trying to yank my trash can out of my hand. I wouldn't let go of it & he started like he was gonna come at me, but I stood my ground. Luckily we were in DH's blind spot & he couldn't see what was going on or the chit REALLY would have hit the fan. Crazy Neighbor must've realized that I wasn't letting go & that if he hit me he'd be going to jail, so at that point he let go & walked back to the car to start yelling at DH again.

He eventually walked away screaming that he was calling the city & calling the Sherriff & that we were in trouble & I was screaming, “Do it! Call them! Please! Call them right now!” Well 3hrs later & theres still no Sherriff, but I have no doubt he will call the city & try to file complaints because that’s the p*ssy way of exacting his revenge on a neighbor whos never been anything but nice to him. He knows darn well we always pull our trash cans up as soon as they’re dumped, but he doesn’t care. He’s truly acting like a raging lunatic.
:barnie
I know I can pretty much kiss our beautiful, beloved rooster goodbye now & with the VND quarantine in the next county over theres no one who will be willing to rehome him. To say that my kids are devastated & I mean DEVESTATED would be an extreme understatement. :hit Sorry this is so long.
 
You wont believe the night I’ve had! I have a crazy neighbor who lives down at the bottom of my street (not on my actual road but the road x mine) He’s apparently off his meds & decided that no one in my culdesac is allowed to put trash cans at the bottom of our easement road anymore because he can see them from his kitchen. We have to leave them at the bottom of our road because its the only way waste management will take them. In his deluded mind he’s decided that he owns our easement. (Like I said, crazy.) Incidentally, we have a new neighbor in the culdesac who leaves his cans down the street all week because they don't know any better. So anyway, a couple days ago Crazy Neighbor waits till he see's me leave then drags the new neighbors cans up my hill & puts them in front of my house. My long time, good neighbor put a note on the cans letting the new neighbor know they have to take their cans home after trash day... No big.

Well tonights trash night & we all drag our cans down the road. Crazy Neighbor waits till he see's DH leave & immediately starts dragging everybodys cans up in front of my house. So I go out there & I try to talk to him & he smells like alcohol, is irrational & freaking screaming at me. I was telling him that I understand he's frustrated & he should just explain to the new neighbor that's there's a problem, but he kept screaming at me & wouldnt listen & so I started getting pissed because he's being a huge bully, threatening me, trespassing & touching my property. I say, "John those are MY cans that I pay for, you need to stop touching them. If you keep dragging them up here, I'm gonna keep dragging them back down. I've got all night & don't think for a second I wont freaking do it." So for 10+mins we proceed to drag the trash up & down the road. The whole time we're screaming at each other & he’s threatening me that I’m in trouble & I need to back down. Blah! Blah! Blah!. I'd let him get one can all the way up the hill (because I wasn't gonna wrestle him for them) & when he'd go down for another I'd take one back down. He was screaming accusations at me & sweating & huffing & puffing up & down my road & I swear to God I was hoping he'd have a heart attack & drop freaking dead right in front of me, but no such luck.

So I finally call my good neighbor & say I’m dealing with a crazy person, I need you out here. When he comes out he says, "Oh! This guy! This guys ****ing crazy! He threatened me with physical violence yesterday, just leave the cans"... but I cant, because I don't do bully's, EVER. In the meantime Crazy Neighbor is still screaming threats & accusations & pointing out houses that he's reported to county code enforcement because he has a friend in the department & can get people in trouble & he's gonna call them on me & all the other neighbors. Then he says he's calling the Sheriff & I tell him, “Good! Please do so that I don't have to.”

At this point DH starts driving up the road & he see's Crazy Neighbor in the middle of the street with someones trashcan & has no idea that he's drunk & that its all hitting the fan. He tries to reason with him, but theres nothing doing & then he sees me in the process of dragging a can down the road. He knows instantly that if I'm out there with Crazy Neighbor, in the dark, that there's a problem. Crazy is yelling that we've "abused our privileges" on his easement (not his) & that DH needs to get his wife under control. Crazy Neighbor then charges over to me & starts trying to yank my trash can out of my hand. I wouldn't let go of it & he started like he was gonna come at me, but I stood my ground. Luckily we were in DH's blind spot & he couldn't see what was going on or the chit REALLY would have hit the fan. Crazy Neighbor must've realized that I wasn't letting go & that if he hit me he'd be going to jail, so at that point he let go & walked back to the car to start yelling at DH again.

He eventually walked away screaming that he was calling the city & calling the Sherriff & that we were in trouble & I was screaming, “Do it! Call them! Please! Call them right now!” Well 3hrs later & theres still no Sherriff, but I have no doubt he will call the city & try to file complaints because that’s the p*ssy way of exacting his revenge on a neighbor whos never been anything but nice to him. He knows darn well we always pull our trash cans up as soon as they’re dumped, but he doesn’t care. He’s truly acting like a raging lunatic.
:barnie
I know I can pretty much kiss our beautiful, beloved rooster goodbye now & with the VND quarantine in the next county over theres no one who will be willing to rehome him. To say that my kids are devastated & I mean DEVESTATED would be an extreme understatement. :hit Sorry this is so long.
:eek:
 
You wont believe the night I’ve had! I have a crazy neighbor who lives down at the bottom of my street (not on my actual road but the road x mine) He’s apparently off his meds & decided that no one in my culdesac is allowed to put trash cans at the bottom of our easement road anymore because he can see them from his kitchen. We have to leave them at the bottom of our road because its the only way waste management will take them. In his deluded mind he’s decided that he owns our easement. (Like I said, crazy.) Incidentally, we have a new neighbor in the culdesac who leaves his cans down the street all week because they don't know any better. So anyway, a couple days ago Crazy Neighbor waits till he see's me leave then drags the new neighbors cans up my hill & puts them in front of my house. My long time, good neighbor put a note on the cans letting the new neighbor know they have to take their cans home after trash day... No big.

Well tonights trash night & we all drag our cans down the road. Crazy Neighbor waits till he see's DH leave & immediately starts dragging everybodys cans up in front of my house. So I go out there & I try to talk to him & he smells like alcohol, is irrational & freaking screaming at me. I was telling him that I understand he's frustrated & he should just explain to the new neighbor that's there's a problem, but he kept screaming at me & wouldnt listen & so I started getting pissed because he's being a huge bully, threatening me, trespassing & touching my property. I say, "John those are MY cans that I pay for, you need to stop touching them. If you keep dragging them up here, I'm gonna keep dragging them back down. I've got all night & don't think for a second I wont freaking do it." So for 10+mins we proceed to drag the trash up & down the road. The whole time we're screaming at each other & he’s threatening me that I’m in trouble & I need to back down. Blah! Blah! Blah!. I'd let him get one can all the way up the hill (because I wasn't gonna wrestle him for them) & when he'd go down for another I'd take one back down. He was screaming accusations at me & sweating & huffing & puffing up & down my road & I swear to God I was hoping he'd have a heart attack & drop freaking dead right in front of me, but no such luck.

So I finally call my good neighbor & say I’m dealing with a crazy person, I need you out here. When he comes out he says, "Oh! This guy! This guys ****ing crazy! He threatened me with physical violence yesterday, just leave the cans"... but I cant, because I don't do bully's, EVER. In the meantime Crazy Neighbor is still screaming threats & accusations & pointing out houses that he's reported to county code enforcement because he has a friend in the department & can get people in trouble & he's gonna call them on me & all the other neighbors. Then he says he's calling the Sheriff & I tell him, “Good! Please do so that I don't have to.”

At this point DH starts driving up the road & he see's Crazy Neighbor in the middle of the street with someones trashcan & has no idea that he's drunk & that its all hitting the fan. He tries to reason with him, but theres nothing doing & then he sees me in the process of dragging a can down the road. He knows instantly that if I'm out there with Crazy Neighbor, in the dark, that there's a problem. Crazy is yelling that we've "abused our privileges" on his easement (not his) & that DH needs to get his wife under control. Crazy Neighbor then charges over to me & starts trying to yank my trash can out of my hand. I wouldn't let go of it & he started like he was gonna come at me, but I stood my ground. Luckily we were in DH's blind spot & he couldn't see what was going on or the chit REALLY would have hit the fan. Crazy Neighbor must've realized that I wasn't letting go & that if he hit me he'd be going to jail, so at that point he let go & walked back to the car to start yelling at DH again.

He eventually walked away screaming that he was calling the city & calling the Sherriff & that we were in trouble & I was screaming, “Do it! Call them! Please! Call them right now!” Well 3hrs later & theres still no Sherriff, but I have no doubt he will call the city & try to file complaints because that’s the p*ssy way of exacting his revenge on a neighbor whos never been anything but nice to him. He knows darn well we always pull our trash cans up as soon as they’re dumped, but he doesn’t care. He’s truly acting like a raging lunatic.
:barnie
I know I can pretty much kiss our beautiful, beloved rooster goodbye now & with the VND quarantine in the next county over theres no one who will be willing to rehome him. To say that my kids are devastated & I mean DEVESTATED would be an extreme understatement. :hit Sorry this is so long.

Oh Room.... you should have called the sherif and not tried to deal with him yourself.... We have stuff like this happin on the mountain where I live... but people pull guns.... I am glad your husband didnt see as well.

Someone off his meds and on alcahol is un reasonable and almost un restrainable as well they are working off dilusion and rage.... Scary stuff.

Please Please dont deal with him yourself if there is a next time. Call the Sherrifs office and file a report. Tell them exactly what happen and at what time it started and ended. Then they will have a report on file. If this happens again they will be johnny on the spot to "settle" things.

If you cant find a home for your roo you can park him with me for a while send a girlfriend for him if you can... There have been no chickens at my place for more than four years... The old coop is big enough for four or five chickens with out letting them out. Id just have to make a couple of improvements like new shade cover.... But its mountain lion secure.

deb
 
Morning....

Had a surprise episode of bleeding from my incisions and a semi panic call to the docs office... totally normal.... Whew...

I graduate to full Bariatric Diet today... which is Cream soups today and one protein drink... a little bit of yogurt as well... I love plain yogurt...
Mom found me liquid adult Tylenol Yay. Walmart encase anyone wants it... Big pills are an issue.

I stay on the full Bariatric diet for nine days... Then I move to semi solids like cottage cheese and stuff.

Still not hungry... so weird .... Love tastes but not driven to eat from hunger....

deb
 

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