I had never heard of Hersey squirts, even growing up in Arizona. I have a feeling it is old farmer/cowboy talk (having seen a few instances in my time at my uncle's ranch). Seen in person, it takes on a rather intense, urgent meaning. Ya don't want to combine it with petard...
Or with methane amongst the cows, not that you would even consider being amonst the cows on one of their busier day.
Edited for spelling.
the best course of action when you have the trots is to cop a squat...
Diane, I haven't spent a lot of time with cows with or without methane--or petards. By the time I got to the Bronx, the bovies had moved upstate.
Reg, Copping a squat would be fine--except for desquattifying.
Noddy, LOL--and don't get me started.
Well, this has been fun. I'm away for a week and come back to pages and pages of Roberta on drugs and rambling hilariously. Good to see you're in fine form Roberta! (You have a fine coterie of straight men/women too
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Went for my post-op checkup. All is ok. Too tired to type.
Good for you. Hope to hear from you tomorrow, though.
Well, dys, and perhaps you, Diane, old pal'o'mine, think California is not in the southwest, even though my grandfather had a hop farm...
oh, wait, that was in northern california. But.. you get the idea.
Is southwest a Real Estate term? (she snickers obnoxiously).
Liked Noddy's card, haven't read this week's Nyer yet.
Glad re post op check. Wondering about the truss/bandage/thingy.
That is something that should be fixed, re future patients. How hard could it be to have the right items?
Back. Either operating on empty or a second wind. Quien sabe?
I awaken to the sound of helicopters. Blood runs cold. Will never be able to hear that sound without thinking of 9/11. Turn on the news. No crisis. The General Assembly of the UN is in session--and a bit of shrubbery is in town.
My thoughts turn from terrror terror to traffic terror. I have to pass the UN on the way to the hospital. Nothing to be done but go.
I go. Get there. Don't think we even stopped for a traffic light. Find the right place and am informed that the payment I made for the surgery doesn't cover post-op. I pay. I go back. I ask about wait time. Am informed that it will be a long wait. Okey dokey. I go to visit a very nice man in finance who was very helpful along the way. He recognized me. We shmoozed. I go to where I'm supposed to be. My name is called.
See a very fine looking intern, who did a lot of poking. A lot. He thinks everything is ok but wants a second opinion. Something is there that doesn't seem right. Nothing to worry about he tells me. Okey dokey.
He arrives with another doctor who assures me that all is well. What cutie noticed was scar tissue from previous surgery. Then a third doctor shows up to confirm the second doctor's opinion. Got my moneys' worth.
Osso, I asked about the binder/wrap. Cutie told me I could have washed it and gone for a while without it. I want to know why they didn't give me one that was the right size. He has no idea but informs me these things are hard to come by. How this is possible, I don't know. There were none available in the treatment rooms.
The intern told me I didn't have to be seen again. Said I wasn't sure I was comfortable with that. He have me an appointment in two month.
Waved to finance guy and left. Dreaded the trip home. The driver and I laughed all the way to my door. No traffic. Sundays have more midtown traffic. A breeze.
All in all, not a bad day.
Now I'm very sore from the poking. And I'm not wearing the binder. It's drying. I miss the support. Moving in slow motion. But all is well. Now I just need to get to a point where there's no pain. Maybe next week?
osso, Think I may understand that erm.
What it boils down to is that nobody has an answer. Nobody gave me the right info. And it would appear that the only place that has binder/wraps that fit is the surgical unit.
Not very satisfying in the answer department. But it's the best I could do.
Psst, that binder thingy...does it have slimming effects? Maybe I need me one of those.
(Glad to see you're surviving and dealing, Roberta).
dag, I'm not certain that the binder would have a slenderizing effect. Although it absolutely positively pulls you in, it has some bulk and padding that adds to the silhouette. On the whole, I'm thinking more in that not.
Yup, the worst is definitely over. I think that in another week or so, I'll be back to my former, upbeat, life's-a-party, no-problem, isn't-life-grand self.
Roberta wrote:Yup, the worst is definitely over. I think that in another week or so, I'll be back to my former, upbeat, life's-a-party, no-problem, isn't-life-grand self.
This is very good to hear, Roberta.
Though I missed your inspired, drug-induced posts! :wink:
Roberta--
Obviously you want to save the binder you have, just-in-case.
Roberta, I'm happy to hear that you're on the mend. I hope you're sleeping more too.
msolga, The drug-induced ramblings were in fact nothing more than the usual me without inhibition and self-editing.
Yes, Noddy, I will most definitely save the binder.
Sleep time and quality have both improved, mac. But I think I'll sleep even better once I can move. Lying on my back is not my favorite sleep position. It feels unnatural. Soon.
Greedy women hoard. Good women stockpile.
Roberta wrote:I think that in another week or so, I'll be back to my former, upbeat, life's-a-party, no-problem, isn't-life-grand self.
there's a drug-induced ramble right there
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