My Dad mispronounces lots and lots and LOTS of words, and I feel like the Worst Daughter EVAR that, after 34 years, I still cringe every. single. time.
oh I have that with my dad too. I don't just cringe but I often correct him in a super-exasperated tone of voice. It makes me crazy (both him doing it and my reaction). I somehow think that if he just
tries
hard enough he'll be able to pronounce things like a normal person.
Yesterday he was reading me what was written on his iv bag (sodium chloride 0.45%), and he read it as sodium chloroform, and insisted 3 times that that was what it said.
I'm thinking your dad might have bigger problems than the alien baby if he's right.
I have an aunt who always talks about her husband's "prostrate problem," making me think, "I have a prostrate problem every morning. I don't feel like getting up." I hope they can make your dad feel better soon, Teppy.
I am currently trying to create an estimate about how long with take to create a company's intranet, even though they can give me almost no information about what it should contain. I'm thinking I should just put a bunch of random dates on pieces of paper, close my eyes, and pick.
Once again, Harvey has draped himself across Daniel's shoulder. Walking past them, I paused to pet Harvey, and ended up scritching Daniel's chin while I was at it.
My Grandparents called "Altzheimers" "Old Timers."
{{sj}} I'm glad it's not the kidneys, and that you are getting support, but I'm so sorry you have to go through all this.
I hope the sodium chloroform takes care of the alien baby, Tep. Or, you know, something realistic about prostate treatment.
Good to hear that the docs at least have a good idea of what's going on with your dad, Steph. It's a start, anyway.
The longest interview I've ever had was almost four hours and that was the third interview for the same position. Which would be the position I have right now, actually. Since I can't imagine the employer wanting to waste their own time either, a full day interview sounds fairly promising, to me. For whatever it's worth.
{{{sj}}} glad you're home from the ER and hope you don't have to continue going daily for very much longer.
I'm going to hell for thinking "The dad from Wonder Years??" everytime someone mentions Hugh Laurie.
Maybe, if you're thinking about him the way Andi thinks about Hugh Laurie...
I like your planning technique, Ginger. Maybe you could use a tarot reading?
Maybe, if you're thinking about him the way Andi thinks about Hugh Laurie...
This is exactly it. I see/read someone talking all porny and lustful about Hugh Laurie, my thoughts go to the dad from "The Wonder Years", and I feel all gross and unclean.