Today is our 41st Anniversary…
41
I’m taking her into the hospital for a tune up on Thursday.
Graphic details and graphic photos to come.
Archive for the 'Health' Category
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Amy, my daughter was an anchorperson.
She thinks the coverage of swine flu is bogus:
this swine flu stuff is crap. Its just the flu for God’s sake. I’m sooooooo sick of hearing about it!!!!!
the media is to blame. They’re hyping it up!!!!
So I explained:
People Die.
Media goes batshit.
People elect Republicans.
It’s Karl Rove’s fault.
Here’s her blooper reel from Colletch. Southern Illinois University.
Bone cutter told me 16 years ago I should think about getting my knee replaced. His advice was put it off until the pain interferes with my acts of daily living:
- Bathing – nope shower.
- Dressing and undressing – yep, hard to put on my left sock which also could be a result of Dunlop Disease. But Spanx would be cheaper than surgery.
- Eating – see above
- Transferring from bed to chair, and back. See above
- Voluntarily control urinary and fecal discharge. So far so good.
- Using the toilet. Nope, if I would pay attention and try not to read while peeing the problem would be solved.
- Walking (not bedridden) Now here’s the rub. Sometimes my knee hurts – like when I walked to the top of the friggin’ Bunker Hill monument.
Me: Doc, it only hurts when I do this…
Doc: Don’t do that.
One of these knees is not like the other,
one of these knees doesn’t belong,
can you tell me which knee is not like the other
before I finish this song?
Recuperation from knee surgery just seems like such a pain.
Anyone? Anyone?
Sixteen Candles, Weird Science, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, The Breakfast Club, Planes, Trains and Automobiles, and Home Alone.
Here is a great montage of his movies that will put a smile on your face and maybe even laugh out loud as you recall the movie…
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off is still our all time sick-day movie. No matter when you doze off or wake up or are drugged out, it’s the perfect fever-induced fun movie.
Or Breakfast Club.
Yo! Waistoid, you aren’t going to blaze up in here!
Bulbous just reported that the Gulf of Mexico temperature at Ft. Myers is 91 degrees.
Put some bratwurst and onions in your pants and wade in.
Wade out and enjoy your feast.
Just be careful, I wouldn’t allow self-serve. In that warm of water, dinkles don’t shrinkle, and balls don’t secede.
