Dotty, I hope the best for you. My best friend’s wife had the cancer down there in her girl parts when we were all living together, and she got better too!
She actually got to beat the odds last week for her. She is now of the knocked up type, after two years of trying!
I like the tarragon chicken pot pie enough that I think I’m going to have it for my birthday. (I just make one big pot pie, not individual ones.) My parents are coming out on my birthday - the 22nd - and staying through Xmas. Since both KT and I love to cook and don’t often enough have people to share our cooking with, we decided to cook for them the whole time they’re here. They can go out any time. So it’ll be the pot pie on the 22nd, probably pumpkin sausage pasta on the 23rd, lasagna on Xmas Eve (a tradition I started as an adult… better than the weird Wisconsin tradition of raw ground beef on Xmas Eve that KT’s family subscribes to!), and KT’s amazing chicken-n-andouille gumbo (sorry, no seafood) on Xmas. I’m looking forward to all of that.
I like the idea of 20% off veterinary dental and bloodwork, Muppet! I wish our cat’s vet did that! And that does sound like an interesting teleconference. :rolleyes: 
I can’t take my cat to the vet this week. No tengo dinero.
Bobbio, I got a nasty manila folder papercut on the tip of my finger a couple of weeks ago. There is much hidden danger in Cubeville.
Speaking of cancer-free, I tried to read A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius and after trying to get through page after page after page of Dave Egger’s mother dying of stomach cancer, have concluded that the title is a completely false advertisement.
Speaking of that, I don’t think that my former co-worker with H1N1 is going to last much longer. 
Really? Oh, that’s sad.
I’m very frustrated right now… A week ago Monday I decided to go out for a walk/jog of about 1 mile. Since then, my right leg/knee has been having various degrees of hurt. The less that I stand, the better it is, but it is always hurting. It even hurts when I’m laying in bed unless I lay on my side. Big time offenders are going down stairs and getting out of my tiny-framed car. It needs to get better now!! :mad:
I hate Bank of America. After being shuttled thither and yon trying to work out my mortgage mess, (their automated phone SUCKS!!! ) and finally giving my name to a live person, I got cut off!! I hate them I hate them I hate them!!!
Nasty weather to the west of us, but all we’re supposed to get is rain. Here’s hoping. I do not like icy roads.
I won’t have to work long hours after all - I was assigned a helper, and they may be pushing back the artificially short deadline. So that’s a relief.
And that’s all I’ve got. Definitely a blah day here. C’mon Firday!!!
Spaz that’s awful about your former co-worker. Just proof H1N1 is nuttin’ to fool with.
Dindin was teh num! I make good meatloaf. 
Tomorrow will be chicken and whatever I decide goes with it. Maybe some steamed baby carrots since I have a bag that needs to be used up.
BoA is evil MOOOOOOM I left my former bank when BoA bought 'em out. Just couldn’t and wouldn’t deal with 'em. Now I have a good bank.
{{{CutiePie}}} hope the knee/leg feels better soon.
Sigh…no colposcopy, but an attempt was made at another procedure. The doc was attempting to get a sample of my uterine lining. In order to do this, he had to go up through my cervix with a thin straw like thingy and poke it around up there.
The problem was that he couldn’t get through my cervix. No amount of coaxing or dialating would work. So, now I have to have an ultrasound and went and had more labs done.
Depending on those results, we may go the ablation route (which is fine with me). Or, very, very worst case, hysterectomy.
So, I get to sweat things out for awhile more. He did put my fears to rest WRT to the abnormal pap results. They could be abnormal based on my hormones or lack of them (hence the labs). Since I came out negative for HPV (duh), I would just need a follow-up pap in year.
Cutiepie, hope the leg/knee are feeling better soon.
Other than that; I got nuttin’. I don’t have a cat, so trip to the vet for me.
Pie - it may be time to find a rheumotologist. Sounds like the beginnings of arthritis because that’s exactly how it started with me.
Sorry they couldn’t do the procedure, Taters. Hope things go smoothly, with minimal further fuss.
Sorry about your friend, Spaz.
I also have not cat to take to the vet, but am amused by the various travel tales.
Sorry about the banking stress, FCM.
Home from work. Need to read. And have din din. And other stuff I’m forgetting.
Back later with actual content…perhaps.
Hugs.
GT
Yeah, I suppose I’ll call the doctor tomorrow. It’s not excruciating pain, it’s just annoying because it’s there and it won’t go away. The bad thing, though, is that the only thing that my insurance will pay for is the doctor visit. Anything else, x-rays, or whatever isn’t covered. :rolleyes:
Wife is now close friends with a IV pump containing 25000 units of heprin. In a very positional vein.
Between sleep deprivation and medication, she is making about as much sense as both houses of state government, i.e. none.
I forsee a multi-colored black and blue christmas.
{{{Vorlon}}}
Hey Nava, have you seen this? :dubious:
that’s sucks - because the best way to diagnose it is with x-rays - but don’t be a fool like me - I waited until I could barely walk before first going to the doctor. If your symptoms have only just recently started, it could be treatable with PT and minor meds
Thinking good thoughts for you and your wife, Vorlon.
Thinking good thoughts for your friend too, Spaz.
I have spent most of the evening pretty much choked up because I was watching the news coverage for the memorial service and procession for the police officers who were murdered on 29 November.
There were over 2,000 police cars and fire trucks in the memorial procession. There were many police cars from out of state. I saw one from Minnesota. Two thousand! It took four hours for the entire procession to arrive at the memorial service. The procession route was 10 miles long. The procession started at 10:00 a.m. When I left for my appointment at noon, I could see part of the procession still streaming out of McChord AFB, where the procession started. It was the only place big enough to hold that many cars.
What was extremely touching was seeing the entire route lined, nay packed, with people paying their respects. It was damn cold out there today. Yet, there they were, saluting, hands over their hearts, signs, flags, and tears, so many tears.
The memorial was supposed to start at 1:00, but they had to delay it until 2:00 so all the cars could arrive. The memorial lasted until 5:30 or so.
The tributes to the officers were gut wrenching. Their kids got up and spoke, some of the spouses did; their co-workers too. There were 1,000 RCMPs there. I saw officers and sheriffs from Minnesota, New York, Indiana, Montana, and Philadelphia, just to name a few.
I also just found out that my nephew, who is a policeman with my town’s PD, was part of the planning committee for this memorial and attended.
There weren’t any “civilians” other than spouses and family members of police and fire dept personnel at the service. There just wasn’t any room for them. They showed the memorial at “overflow” sites, where again, there wasn’t a dry eye in the house.
I was and am touched at the outpouring of love and support this community and even people from nowhere near here have shown in the wake of this loss. I hope that now, finally, their survivors can start to work on the healing process.
I really wanted to go and pay my respects, but I just couldn’t cancel my appointment. I have to deal with my health issues and get them taken care of.
I think I’m gonna go read my book for awhile, though it’ll be hard. My eyes are kind of sore from all the leaking they’ve been doing the last couple of hours.
That’s so sad, Taters, but impressive that so many paid their respects.
Thanks for the update, Vorlon. Hang in there.
Guess I should go sleepy-bye…
Hugs.
GT
Survived work, did the Booster Club meeting
:eek:
Seconded on what rosie said.
Also :dubious: until I get a cite.
I hope things get better, Alien
{{{{Taters}}}}
I’m sorry Spaz.
Yeah, also that there’s another one who says “is in Spain.” For a moment I pondered what happens if you place a Spaniard on the border: is she in or out of Spain? Does it depend on the observer? I’ve mentioned my Hispanic bottom on threads about clothes sizes: it’s not fat (promise), but I do have a high hip/waist ratio and duckbutt (someone posted the technical name for that once but I lost the bookmark). I’ve bought a pair of trousers that didn’t need the waist taken in once; I never buy US brands because they don’t even make an attempt at shape if you’re over a size 10, so taking in the waist would leave me with plumber’s crag.
Went to see a movie with exploding things yesterday; want to go see 51 as well. The movie theater is 40’ away on foot, I think it actually takes me less time to get there walking than wait for the bus (which anyway leaves me 5’ away).
{{{{{{}}}}}} for the sick people, the people who need Xrays, and the people whose relatives are sick.
Spellchecking a document in British which contains quotes in Amurkin is fun. Half the time it’s “civilization,” the other half “civilisation.”
I’ve decided. I need a good quality, not too expensive, bustier to hold the girls up without straining my back and neck (which are in agony this evening). I will, at some point, get a reduction (being an I cup is just too much) but until then I need something to boost my yays
{{Vorlon}} Hang tight. Hope things improve… that’s no way to spend the holidays.
Nava, I can’t believe WoSW wasn’t mentioned somewhere in there. 
I’m kind of curious to see if I even got a mention somewhere in that thread.
Taters, that sounds like a beautiful tribute. Too bad it was prompted by such a terrible event.
Apparently, we’re due for our first storm of the year tomorrow. What remains to be seen is whether it will still be snow by the time it hits, or whether it’ll have turned to rain (or maybe it’ll be both, just for shits and giggles). I’ve been giving my sister a lot of grief over the fact that she got snow in Texas long before I got any here in Toronto… especially since she had been bragging about how lovely it would be live someplace where she’d be able to wear her flip flops 10 months out of the year.