What you did to me was unbelievable, Connor. But then I got stuck in a hell dimension by my girlfriend one time for a hundred years, so three months under the ocean actually gave me perspective. Kind of a M.C. Escher perspective, but I did get time to think.

Angel ,'Conviction (1)'


Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?  

[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.


Laga - Oct 29, 2010 1:12:21 pm PDT #6983 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Oh hey, one of you guys is going to be receiving a package from California in the next few days. It's just something my sister was going to give to the goodwill that I thought belonged with you.


Toddson - Oct 29, 2010 1:18:13 pm PDT #6984 of 30000
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

If it's any consolation, things have gotten better. When I graduated from high school it was standard to have classified ads headed "Help Wanted - Men" and "Help Wanted - Women". When I graduated from college, my (women's) college didn't get a lot of companies looking to recruit, while our brother school did. The boys graduating also got credit card offers; after almost a year of being out on my own, I had to have my father co-sign in order to get a credit card. When I was interviewing for jobs that first summer (and for several years afterwards), it was still legal to ask about my plans for marriage and children. And one of the first questions asked was always "how fast do you type?" There were quotas - and very stingy ones - for women in any graduate school, especially law and medical school. Sexual harassment was the norm, with very few people seeing anything wrong with it.

So ... progress.


Barb - Oct 29, 2010 2:36:26 pm PDT #6985 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

I know I baby picspammed yesterday, but holy crap, these came out too cute not to share!

No such thing as picspam when it's a cutie of that magnitude. Goodness, GC, what an bundle of adorableness.


Connie Neil - Oct 29, 2010 3:02:06 pm PDT #6986 of 30000
brillig

Greetings, all.

So Hubby ran our housemate to work, then came home and woke me up--praise be it's my day off--and said, "Let's go bother some doctors." Yes, the dear doofus spent the night playing "The nitro has knocked it down, I don't want to go back on Plavix" roulette. So at 9 AM we went to the ER, where his regular cardiologist was on call, yay, so we had immediate access to the person who knows Hubby's heart best.

The EKGs and blood tests haven't shown anything that says definitively "Heart attack here," so they did an angiogram--what's one more, and an official disabled designation pays for it--and that didn't show anything definitive either. So he's currently in the hospital for the night to see if anything weird happens. He should be home tomorrow.

They now do angiograms through the wrist, not through the groin. It's much less invasive, not as far to go, and other good things. When we started with the heart adventures, angiograms involved heavy sandbags on the incision site in the groin to make sure everything stayed sealed. I have been amazed at the progression in technique.

It may have been bad angina, it may have been the crimped nerves in his neck mimicking a heart problem. We've got the best cardiology department in the state less than two miles from the house, we might as well use it.

Thank you all for the ~ma, I think it's going to be OK.


Barb - Oct 29, 2010 3:04:11 pm PDT #6987 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

Cereal:

Great set of pictures from a benefit screening of RHPS with a shadow cast performance of professional actors including Lea Michelle as Janet, Matthew Morrison as Brad, Jack Nicholson as the Narrator, George Lopez as Chuckie Grey, and Julian McMahon as Frank (and he makes a SPLENDID Frank). Best picture though was the cast going bonkers as Tim Curry was called up on stage at the conclusion of the performance.

There are also a couple of vids in the article as well.

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Dana - Oct 29, 2010 3:36:38 pm PDT #6988 of 30000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Jorge Garcia! Rock on.


Burrell - Oct 29, 2010 3:47:04 pm PDT #6989 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Thanks for checking in, Connie. Glad to hear your husband is OK. Sorry about the night in the hospital, tho. Those never involve a good night's sleep.


Steph L. - Oct 29, 2010 3:51:12 pm PDT #6990 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Connie, glad your hubby has the more-or-less all-clear signal.

They now do angiograms through the wrist, not through the groin.

Wow, really? My dad hasn't had one through the wrist yet!

When we started with the heart adventures, angiograms involved heavy sandbags on the incision site in the groin to make sure everything stayed sealed. I have been amazed at the progression in technique.

Just the move away from the sandbags was a godsend.


Dana - Oct 29, 2010 4:42:57 pm PDT #6991 of 30000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I realize this is kind of laughable, given what some people have to go through, but does anyone have advice for getting rid of a migraine? I'm on day 3, and this is killing me.


Typo Boy - Oct 29, 2010 5:06:47 pm PDT #6992 of 30000
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

Hmm don't know if this will work just because it handles the high end of my comparatively mild ones but:

Neilmed or something else get warm salt water going from one nostril to another.

2) normal does of ipubufrin plus normal does of tylenol. (No guarantees that this won't cause death or organ failure.)

3) lean back in comfortable chair - not lyiing down but one with your feet up . Cold wet cloth covering your sinuses eyes, forehead and everywhere on your head that hurts. Wait resting comfortable and see if that does not get rid of migrain. if it does not work within 4 hours ad Advil. (again not guaranteeing against causing death or organ failure.)

If none of this works, see doctor.

My cure. Don't know that it is yours.