Sooner or later, you're gonna want it. And the second — the second — that happens, you know I'll be there. I'll slip in, have myself a real good day.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'


Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Volans - May 13, 2008 5:57:28 am PDT #8882 of 10001
move out and draw fire

(crossing fingers for you, Aimee)

Here's something for billytea: "Rats laugh in the ultrasound when they're tickled. They also seek the hand that tickled them (not to bite). Listen to the Radio Lab segment on it, where the researcher who discovered the rodent guffaw talks about how he came to do so. I first found out about it in the excellent QI: The Book of Animal Ignorance, where you can learn that a kangaroo can shuffle foetuses between its two uteruses to wait for droughts to end before giving birth, monotremes are literally "one hole" (for pee, poo, and procreation), and the New Zealand kea are parrots strong enough to rip the kidney fat out of sheep.

And here's something for the die-hard (sorry) Hello Kitty fan: the Hello Kitty tombstone.


beth b - May 13, 2008 5:59:24 am PDT #8883 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

yaya aims

and I am concentrating on breathing for vw.


beth b - May 13, 2008 6:01:50 am PDT #8884 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

and now I'm asking for more ma~~~ for Matt's mother , she is back in the hospital and that is all we know


Glamcookie - May 13, 2008 6:06:26 am PDT #8885 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

~ma for vw and Matt's mother.

the Hello Kitty tombstone.

I like the whimsical tombstone idea. Did you see the gorilla??? Too bad I'm gonna be cremated...


tommyrot - May 13, 2008 6:07:38 am PDT #8886 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I like the whimsical tombstone idea. Did you see the gorilla??? Too bad I'm gonna be cremated...

Do they make a Hello Kitty cremains urn?


vw bug - May 13, 2008 6:48:47 am PDT #8887 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, Aims! I hope, hope, HOPE! Crossing fingers and sending so much job~ma and decision~ma. Please! Please! Please! Job Gods, grant this wish of mine!

So, exam is done. Fortunately, it was pretty easy. Prof feels like SHIT for making me come in. I coughed through the whole thing, and kept taking my inhaler about every seven minutes. On the part where he asked questions, and we had to answer them, he had to repeat them exta times because of my coughing fits. The evil side of me enjoyed that part of being miserable.

Right after I finished the exam, I marched over to health services, and they've gotten a neb machine since the last time I asked (or the last time I asked, the person didn't know what I was talking about). I had to wait to see the NP to get it, and that was fun.

She almost didn't let me do the neb because I was already pretty shaky (taking the inhaler frequently for several hours will do that to you). She got all psychological on me, saying she thought I was actually having an anxiety attack. I said, "If I was having an anxiety attack, I'd take Ativan, not ask for a neb treatment. I know the difference." And when she pushed the issue even further, I started explaining the medical reasons why I was shaking (and which of my meds were contributing to it), and then started talking like a psychopharmacologist about my meds and diagnoses. She stared at me kind of dumbfounded then said, "So what can I do for you today?" I was like, "I would like a neb treatment to tie me over until my PCP can call in a new one, so I don't have to go to the emergency room." "Which neb meds would you like?" "Oh, here. I brought my own." She actually couldn't use mine, but that seemed to be proof enough to her that I was serious.

By the end of the appointment, she was actually advocating a longer steroid taper, since I'm having so much trouble. I love it when people realize that I'm a patient who actually does know what they're talking about. It's so fun.

My PCP actually called back while I was doing the neb. I answered and told her I'd have to call back because I was in health services doing a neb, and she said, "Oh, good." I called her back, and she was BEYOND livid that my prof made me come to campus and take the exam. She's like, "What is his name? I'm calling the department head to register a complaint." I was all, "No, he feels pretty shitty. I'll deal with it."

She's calling in a new neb at the hospital pharmacy, and I'll pick it up on the way home. We are increasing the steroid taper, and I see her tomorrow.

Oh, what fun is my life!


sj - May 13, 2008 6:50:46 am PDT #8888 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Prof feels like SHIT for making me come in.

As he should.


Jessica - May 13, 2008 6:50:59 am PDT #8889 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Prof feels like SHIT for making me come in.

Good!

I coughed through the whole thing, and kept taking my inhaler about every seven minutes.

Bad!

Are you feeling better post-neb?


vw bug - May 13, 2008 6:52:48 am PDT #8890 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Are you feeling better post-neb?

Yeah. Much. And I didn't have to go sit in an ER for 8 hours! It's like the bonus prize!


vw bug - May 13, 2008 6:59:06 am PDT #8891 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Ok. To add to the ridiculousness of the day. Medicare/MassHealth combo requires that nebulizer orders go through the hospital that the doctor is associated with. You can't get them through any other pharmacy and have it covered (and they're freaking expensive).

Get this. MGH's pharmacy doesn't carry nebulizers.

My doctor is working on it, but I'm probably going to have to rent a machine for a month while they figure it out. Grrrrr...