IANAD, but I was dealing with similar issues - including the vague positive ANA test - for a long time and the NSAID did me a WORLD of good. The low, steady dose of anti-inflammatory ended up being MUCH more effective than taking OTC for acute pain when I thought I needed it. I am in so much less pain now.
Which reminds me of a joke:
Q: What are a redneck’s last words?
A: “Hey everybody, watch this!”
I have been gently attempt to de-matt the Maine Coon this week. The Maine Coon has been not so gently attempting to scratch my eyeballs out in return. It’s a good thing she’s very pretty and deliciously bunny soft even with the knots.
The internet is a tough crowd on Sunday mornings, you know? I’m having all kinds of profound thoughts and posting them willy-nilly in multiple venues. No responses so far.
It’s like people are doing something else, or something.
A.1: Hey y’all, watch this!
A.2: Hold my beer and watch this!
So a redneck never goes beyond his teenage years?
Not in his heart, no.
The lucky ones injure their backs before they can do something lethally stupid.
A word of advice. Do NOT use scissors to cut the matts out. Cat’s skin is very fragile and very stretchy. You might think that you are only cutting fur and end up taking kitty to the vet for stitches. Letter openers are good though. Not the long ones that look like knives, the ones with a blade surrounded by plastic. Like the ones on the left.
Maine Coons are terrible for getting matts, their undercoat is like wool and their outer-coat masks the matts until they are bad. Good luck!
I feel horrible for even mentioning this but… I just found out yesterday that my cousin is pregnant. And I’m not happy for her. I love her but she is the one of the most immature princesses I have ever met. She’s quit jobs because she thought a co-worker looked at her funny. She’s quit school several times because the professor was mean or there was too much homework.
Honey, I hope you know you can’t just quit motherhood the first time the baby cries all night. My aunt was telling me yesterday that cousin was complaining about how much maternity clothes cost. I wonder what she’ll say when she prices diapers and formula?
All I gotta say is I hope cousin grows up fast.
This is extremely reassuring, thank you!
A high school classmate’s brother had a massive stroke yesterday, and is apparently brain dead. Classmate has been very straightforward with his updates. His friends, on the other hand, have deluged his Facebook page with comments: “But his heart is still beating! He’s still with us!!”
You’re not helping, people.
Can I just post this here?
My work is doing a walking challenge. Everyone wears pedometers and we get points for how many steps we walk. There are levels at 3000, 4000, 6500 and 10,000. One of my team members last week walked on various days: 9521, 9901, 9953 steps. The 9953 in particular is killing me. How could she stop there? 47 more steps! She walked 3,453 steps past the lower cutoff and then didn’t walk 47 more to make 10,000. How does she not look at that number and think: ‘you know, if I walked around my living room a couple of times, I’d get to 10,000’. How can she be so heedless! Some people are just not gamers.
I hear you. I don’t have a big house, but one trip to the bathroom and back would take about 50 steps.
Thanks for being an ass again, dad.
I stopped by yesterday to drop off more storage bins, because they’re selling their house and moving. They had said something about closing on a Monday, so I wanted to know which days they’re actually moving. Dad starts yelling at me about it. Lighten up, I was only asking because I didn’t know and I was planning to take a day off to help. But if you’re going to scream at me for daring to ask, you might want to hire movers.
Then I mention that I got my $2900 bill for my Hernia surgery. This is what I owe after deductibles and coinsurance. I mention that I made a $1200 payment the day it arrived. Dad starts yelling about how I should have paid it all off immediately and how much am I now going to have to pay in late fees and penalties???
Then of course he and my mother wondered why I cut my visit short. :rolleyes:
I hear you Chimera. Just had a visit to my mother and sister much like that, stood up and started to leave about 15 minutes in when they complained they hadn’t known I had stayed with my future in-laws at the weekend. I’m coming up for 40, you don’t need to know where I am every second of the day.
My located-too-damn-close neighbor is having both the front and back stoops removed.
By jackhammer.
Since 8am.
This is the same heifer who has the super bright halogen light above her back door that shines directly into our bedrooms and bathroom all night long.
I have such a headache.
I have a very loud three year old I can lend you. I may have sicked her on my own asshole neighbor who is a bit too in love with leaf blowers. She deliberately planted a nasty horse chestnut tree near my property.
I’m thinking mirrored window film.
I’d be thinking ROCK.
Let’s see, the goat feltchers at Verizon emailed my bill at 2350 last night. I have been called twice and texted once in the 18 hours since then.
Simple math is telling me that even with buying 4 new phones, over two years T-Mobile would cost me $2145 less. They may be the devil I don’t know, but the dingbats at Verizon are digging their own grave.
October 18 can not come soon enough.