Oh, that’s awesome, Rebo. Glad it wasn’t anything serious.
Rebo- I can’t take anything with pseudophed in it cause it’s play havoc with my BP, too. Glad you’re feeling better!
I made spring pancakes for the family this morning. Regular pancakes, but I sliced strawberries thinly and arranged them in a flower pattern on the top of the uncooked pancake. Oh, with choco chips as the center of the flower. After flipping and cooking it looks so pretty!
I made some with sausage crumbled in them too… mmmm
I drew a rare (for me) ambulance shift on a week night, because of a Charlie Foxtrot with the schedule earlier in the month. It also gave me an opportunity to run with Billy, the former chief, who is former because he’s now the county Emergency Management Director. A paid promotion.
It was a loooooooooong night. Billy was a little late to arrive, and he wasn’t in the door 90 seconds before we got our first page, for a 1 year old girl with a temperature of 105. :eek: I hate dealing with kids younger than about 3rd graders.
The little girl took the ride early that morning with another crew, when her temperature was 104. She went home with a diagnosis of an ear infection, and a reduced fever. When we got to her, Gramma(?) was holding her and waiting in the yard for us. The nipper was very grumpy and crying quite lustily. Adults hate crying kids, but in this business, a crying kid is not in much medical danger.
Gramma(?) got situated in a seat, and I held the babe for a bit in the process. She snuggled in to my shoulder while I rubbed her and made soothing noises. She didn’t quit crying completely, but she calmed down a lot, and liked what I was doing.
Apparently, I didn’t lose my touch. Her transport was unremarkable, just the way we like them.
We got back to the station, where a continuing Education class was going on. We had just signed in and sat down when we were paged for an 89 year old woman with breathing problems.
Our patient was bedridden, and a real handful. She also had dementia, and was crazier than a bag of weasels. I took my stethoscope out of my pocket to listen to her lungs, and she started yelling because ‘It’s cold!’ Yeah, right. Coming out of that pocket, it’ll be near body temperature. When we moved her in any manner, “You’re hurting my f*king back!” Her daughter told us about the old lady cussing out the preacher a couple of weeks before when he came to give her Communion.
She was also combative. She spit on Stormy, and would grab our hands while we were trying to do something and jam her thumbnail in as hard as she could. Bitch.
Medically, her transport was also simple, but she kept Stormy and me on our toes trying to stay out of her way. The old lady was Billy’s old 4th grade teacher, and I guess she was about 2/3 sweetheart and 1/3 mean back in the day. She pulled the same crap on the nurse at the hospital, and he was threatening to kick her out for it. He had more leeway in that department than we did. On the ride back, Stormy and I gave Billy crap about him driving and going slow so he could enjoy the two of us being tortured.
We did more stuff on our return, a meeting, and paperwork. I was finishing the last report around midnight, and was paged for a man lying in the yard. Great. Either it was a heart attack or he was drunk. The odds were about even.
He was drunk, with a side helping of assault/domestic violence.
“Sir, what’s happening tonight?”
“My head hurts.”
“Can you describe it for me?”
“Yeah. I got my ass kicked.”
:rolleyes: “How much have you had to drink tonight?”
“Two.”
“Two what?”
“Two bottles of Paul Masson.” (for you furriners, that’s a cheap domestic wine)
Our drunk wound up under arrest for domestic violence, and the guy who gave him the ass whuppin’ had a broken hand. Both refused hospital transport.
It was 0230 before I got to lay down, and my alarm was set for 0440. Slept right through that, and the day crew’s arrival got me up for the day. The drive to Cubeville was interesting. Fighting to stay awake, until I missed a deer by inches. Then I was wide awake.
Back to fighting sleep. Gotta go make my company their profit.
Morning. The zoo is walked, and I’m off to work.
Glad it’s nothing serios, Rebo.
Drae, the 0300 wakeup was payback for the tiara picture.
Reference Work celebrated Earth Day by throwing out a bunch of old VHS tapes. Then we took some old journals and put them on pallets to be recycled.
There is a tree-planting ceremony this afternoon right next to one of the busiest bus stops on campus.
Today is obviously a lost verse in Alanis Morrissette’s “Ironic.”
I had a surprise dentist appt this morning. Apparently I never put it on my home or work calendar when I made it after my last 6-mo cleaning. And I didn’t check my voicemail last night so when I finally did at 7:50 this morning, it was quite a surprise that I had an appt. At 8:00. At least the dentist isn’t far away and I was only a few minutes late.
Glad that’s all it was, rebo, but they can pry the pseudoephedrine from my cold, dead hands. (Which is probably possible given they way it can raise BP.) It’s the ONLY thing that will clear up my congestion when I get a sinus infection. Which means it’s the only thing that let’s me sleep, which means it’s the only thing that lets me function when I have a cold.
Sounds like quite a night, bobbio!
Now I want pancakes, soapy! With sausage, please, not strawberries. I don’t like fruit in stuff. By itself, ok. Just not baked into anything. Weird, mushy texture.
At my house, it’s the cat who wakes me up at 4, not the dog, Drae, but I know how you feel. The cat doesn’t have to go out, but she wants to walk on me and be petted and then do the kneading thing and just generally bug me so I can’t sleep. Grrrr.
The rabbit died!
What was once a proud and tall chocolate rabbit decked out with glasses, a bow tie and a scholarly book has slumped into a four inch tall lump in the heat. He was still in the box, so he collapsed straight down.
He now resides in a soup bowl in the fridge, beckoning for people to break off pieces and to enjoy his chocolatey-rabbity goodness. Rest in peace, “Professor.”
It’s “Everyone clean out your cabinets and get rid of the junk in preparation for our building-wide move!” week. I can only assume it was timed to mesh with Earth Day, but they’ve not been promoting it as Earth Day. It is quite possibly a coincidence. At any rate, mounds of old keyboards, mice, cables and long-abandoned binders of forgotten documentation are stacking up in bins. Unfortunately, the dust is not stacking up. It’s flying merrily around, cast about by an all too willing ventilation system. ACHOO!
On the plus side, I was able to do a most noble form of recycling: re-use. I happened to spot a power pack for my phone headset. Double green points! A piece of e-waste does not go to the landfill and I’m now able to stop replacing the batteries every few weeks.
Howdy, Mumpers. It’s off and on raining here. Yucky, chilly, and 100% blurfy. Although I do enjoy watching the cardinal couple in the tree right outside my office window.
Anyway, I don’t have much of anything this morning/afternoon. I’m here. That’s about it. Piles of work that I need to get back to. Oh, joy…
Glad it wasn’t anything serious, Rebo. I try to avoid anything with ephedrine or pseudoephedrine because I go all fidgety and unfocused with even the smallest dose… it’s like being on speed (or so I assume, never actually having experimented with speed).
Drae, I used to have similar problems with the cats. Thankfully, I seem to have trained them out of the habit (enough so that they’ve blinked sleepily at me the last few days when I fed them breakfast at 6am, since that’s much earlier than what they’ve gotten accustomed to). They’re awful cute, but it doesn’t do them much good when it’s pitch black outside and I can’t see a thing. 
Sorry your evening was so eventful, Vundy. Good on you for being so patient, even with the drunk/combative/obnoxious patients… you’re a good 'un.
It’s the last day of my all-day meetings… for this week, anyway. Which means I get to sleep in tomorrow (well, if you consider 7:30am to be “sleeping in”). I’m ridiculously excited about that.
I just dropped by to express horror at Drae’s incident. My legs are firmly crossed as I type this.
Also, I’m in Crete at the moment, having the time of my life. I’ll tell y’all about it when I get back.
oooh … dang, a post and run from Haze! And she’s off somewhere, having fun, imagine that — without us. 
But yay for that!
And glad to hear that it wasn’t something too bad, Rebo. I take claritin or zyrtec every day - no decongestants for me in over 10 years. I used saline solution, either spray or drops. Not quite as effective, but works with my BP meds.
It’s almost time to go home, but unfortunately it looks like it might be storming then. Can’t it wait until I’m home?! LOL
Hi people!!
read little, retained less; did read the OP though – :eek: :eek:!! (and I’m a guy!)
Hugs, boos, yays, trouts etc. to everyone else, as appropriate.
Hey, you’re practically next door right now! In fact, unless I’ve got my geography screwed up, you’re currently the closest any mumper has been to me (with the possible exception of **Dotty **while in Cairo)
Nooner, I waved as we flew past!
I’ll bet your flight steered clear of Israeli air-space, though.
… Which is my excuse why I didn’t notice you waving… :o 
I’m probably going to be getting a new computer at work 'cause this one sucks and I spend more time waiting for it to do stuff than really is necessary. It’ll cost less for a new one than for them to pay me to sit around waiting all the time. So that’s the good news.
The bad news is, as with any new computer, I lose all my settings, bookmarks, etc. So to anyone who’s gotten a new computer lately - what should I make note of? I’ve put all my bookmarks in a file on the server so I’ll be able to recover them. I’ve grabbed some outside-the-company email addresses that aren’t in my address book. I’ve got ftp sites and usernames (can’t get the passwords 'cause they’re all saved as *****s so I’ll have to have them reset or have the vendors send them to me again). Any other thoughts on what I should save onto the server before losing everything on this computer? Note that I don’t keep any files on the C drive so that’s not a problem. It’s just the settings and auto-saved passwords and stuff that I’ll be losing. And anything else that I’m not thinking of!
Do you have Firefox? Back up your add-ons. As expected,there’s an add-on to help you do that.
Someone brought in hamantashen to work today. Poppy-seed filled. They were good, I’d never had them before. Of course they made me want to open up that box of latke mix I have in the pantry and make them for dinner, but I don’t have enough oil to do that. I shall instead make Johnsonville brats.
Howdy Y’all! Three down and two to go! I sat through a two hour training that could have been done in 45 minutes tops with a twenty minute break thrown in. I took the test about 20 minutes in and scored a hunnert. :rolleyes: The upside was I got out thirty minutes before lunchtime which is thirty minutes and then had only two hours left to go. I was also forced, forced I say, to take a fifteen minute break during that two hours.
taxi don’t forget that stash of lolcats we all know you have. 
spaz I know she gets on Agony Aunt Ryl’s last nerve but Dear Abby managed a really nice snark in the first letter of today’s column. No need to thank me. I just wanted to make sure you saw it.
That prompted a moment of severe cognitive dissonance… unless there was some news in gotti’s life I hadn’t heard about!
Jealous. Jealous jealous jealous.
Really jealous…
Off to stained glass class! I might have something to photograph and share after tonight!
Whew - third Monday of the week. Some not-so-wonderful news today - turns out I’m on standby for the Seattle trip. My command has approved it, but the folks who are actually putting it all together informed us there’s only one seat for us for sure. So the senior guy gets it. But if someone else drops out, I’ll get to go. Fingers crossed - I really really want this training, plus the bonus of seeing Taters.
Got my coral reeflast night. There are 2 fairly large cracks in it, and my big anemone lost another tentacle. 
The base bowl is covered in reef sand, epoxied to the outside. The original plan was to make this a fountain, but if I have water coming out of the big anemone, it’ll just spill on the table. So I’m thinking of making a clown fish that’ll fit over the hole in the anemone and will spit the water to the top of the coral head. maybe. Maybe I’ll just leave it as it is… Incidentally, there are 5 pics in all.
Shepherd’s pie in the oven. Ice cream for dessert. Early bed tonight, I hope. I’s tahred…
I was wondering how long it would take for someone to wonder about me, rabbits, and their fatality.
Oh gosh. Someone just did something wierd to the ventilation and my head is throbbing with an almost subsonic thumping. I won’t be able to take much of this.
Just got off the phone with somone looking to update info for one of the free industry magazines I get, and I don’t believe for a nanosecond that his real name is Mark. Unless it’s short for Markakrishnasneethaswamy. 
Weird “verification” question at the end. I guess people are tired of knowing what month you were born in, or what day of the month (eg: 17) you were born on. Today’s question was “What is the first letter of the name of the last high school you attended?” Took me a moment to parse all of that and come up with “M.”
Guess someone figured out that they closed the wrong damper or whatever as the thudding has stopped. <whew!>