That Camp Lejune shit is everywhere. Every other commercial on TV and ads all over the web.
It’s at the point where I have the urge to vacation there.
His brother is trying to make him stay permanently in the nursing home. I told him if he can prove hes competent, and desires a more free place, he can eventually go. His brother has poa, but no guardianship.
Edited to add-I’ve never tried horsradish.
. That’s like hearing someone say they’ve never had chocolate.
… or that they’ve never had ketchup. Or mustard.
TBH, I don’t have horseradish often, but when I need it, I REALLY need it! It’s essential for roast beef, including the cold shaved rare roast beef I pick up at the deli. Horseradish is the major ingredient of seafood sauce – the kind one would have with shrimp cocktail. Wasabi (Japanese horseradish) is essential for sushi, and in western countries, “fake” wasabi is often made from horseradish root instead of wasabi rootstalk.
Ketchup mixed with grated horseradish is, in addition to cocktail sauce, an excellent condiment to go with steak as well as other forms of beef. It’s too bad that when restaurants have it, it’s usually in a lackluster cream sauce.
I’m growing horseradish plants which are mysteriously not thriving, even though they have a reputation for invasiveness.
There’s a restaurant chain around here (The Keg) that has pretty good roast beef, standardly served au jus and with a little bowl of horseradish. Man, that stuff is hot! Much hotter than the “hot” horseradish you get at the supermarket. I love it, but I’m surprised they don’t wimpify it for the average wimpy palate.
A while ago, I posted this rant in another thread:
Apparently one of my neighbours must read the Dope, because this inspired him to a major fit of noise-making. He’s decided to rip up half his lawn and create a huge paved-brick front patio, with a long, long paved-brick walkway extending all the way to the back yard, and (I assume, though I can’t see it) lots more brick paving in the back yard itself. In addition, he’d building some sort of stone walls or something that I imagine will enclose some sort of garden.
So this is now Day 3 of incessant stone-cutting, again with one of those gas-powered diamond-tipped saws. Know what those sound like when they’re cutting brick and stone? You can hear it about ten blocks away, and the sound by now is reverberating through my brain.
What’s worse, this neighbourhood seems to have a culture of “monkey see, monkey do”. Many monkeys are now observing all the brick-paving and stone-masonry going on. How could they not – they’re coming from miles around to see what all the noise is about. I fear this may not be the last brick-paving around here.
You have my sympathy.
That’s probably a compactor. If the soil or other substrate isn’t properly compacted, the pavers will sink and/or heave.
Does horseradish, like rhubarb and hops, take a season to become established?
Maybe - but this is nearly the end of growing season #2 and I’m not seeing luxuriant top growth yet. I’d want to see that before digging up some roots.
Hope nest year things go crazy for you. My hops and rhubarb were crap the first year, but ever since then they are fantastic.
So I gots the 'rona. Which means some covidiot on the train from Florida to here was wandering about, maskless, and I happened to pick up a little virus or three.
Came down with “a bad cold” starting Monday night. I’ve been careful, fully vaxxed, etc, and I’m about due for a bad cold (every 3 years, give or take), and the symptoms didn’t quite match - but I did a home test Tuesday morning (negative). And out of an abundance of caution, scheduled a PCR test at the CVS a couple hours later. Which gave a very different answer than the home test.
So: called primary care doc (early yesterday afternoon). Booked solid, no slots even for a telemedicine visit, gotta go to urgent care. Made an appointment for 6:20 PM - as I could have gone and waited but the wait was estimated as 3 hours.
Got there a little after 6.
Finally saw someone at 8:30. Showed him my positive test result on my phone, he agreed treatment was needed… and that I had to call this other phone number to arrange for the prescription.
So: he’s qualified to confirm the diagnosis, qualified to recommend a medication (not Paxlovid, dammit, but a less-effective one for semi-valid reasons), but NOT qualified to prescribe it.
And the other phone number is only during the working day. So, no chance to get started on even the less-effective med last night.
That’s all sorted out - but I disagree with the reasoning for the less-effective med. I called my primary care doc - who had just left, for 10 days.
Try one of the test to treat sites. Supposedly one stop to receive treatment once you have a positive test result.
No idea why in your area you are being made to jump through so many hoops.
Here’s a Forbes article outlining what the feds are trying to do to to eliminate some of those hoops.
Does sound like that practitioner has less than an ideal patient communication manner, which is regrettable in many ways. Here’s hoping you get the right treatment tout suite.
Get a pair of good noise-cancelling headphones. Most of the time that I’m wearing mine, I’m not listening to anything, I’m just cutting down on noise.
Glad I don’t live near you.I just got hearing aids for the first time, and suddenly I can hear machinery two blocks away.
His skills were ok - I think his hands were tied due to the organization’s policy (it’s one of the big medical / hospital groups in our metropolitan area).
I may look into the test-to-treat thing for my husband - who despite home testing clearing him, did a PCR yesterday that came back positive.
In my case, the concern was that I’d had a couple of AST (a liver enzyme) results on the slightly high side - though looking at it, it correlates pretty strongly with when I was started on a statin (and statins are contraindicated with Paxlovid).
Yep, that is often what tips us older folks into the maw of the beast-we’re of an age likely to be on a statin, which needs to be held for the duration of the Paxlovid treatment. If we’re not relatively seriously ill with Covid it is easier to prescribe a different symptomatic treatment for us. Your usual practicer knows you well enough to say, “sure, Mama can just not take her Crestor for 10 days then start back up”. Somebody who won’t see her again won’t have that perspective or comfort level. I’ve known several people (at least one Doper) who just did without the Paxlovid because of this little bump in the road
ETA @Mama_Zappa ~ I screwed up the quoting here. I hope you can make sense of it. My intentions were good, I promise.
Don’t those come with an “off” button? Cuz my father’s sure do. (Ask my mother how I know.)
When my oldest sister was a sassy, deaf teenager, they DEFINITELY had an off button. I remember multiple times her taking her hearing aids off very sassily and then turning her back on my mom while my mom was trying to tell her something.
My mini-rant for the day is that I cut my thumb open with a cardboard box and the cut is ouchie and annoying and there’s a little flap of skin.
Oh I have a second one! I tweeted about the first black mermaid that was in a Disney cartoon and how she was deaf and used actual sign language that real deaf people would understand but I accidentally said dead instead of deaf and I hate myself for it.
I used to work in a warehouse (really the stockroom behind a Toys R Us but it was a huge multi-level area so it was warehouse-sized). I got cut by cardboard constantly. I always had scars on my hands and forearms from cardboard. It freaking HURTS, like a super papercut.
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