Aww, Mikey. You know you like it. (:))
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Or something. I think I broke the board.
As a concierge, she would get to wear nice clothes, work halfway decent hours, and not have to worry about sticking her hand in a pile of ooh-ick.
A hundred years ago, I worked as a nurse’s aide for about six months. I worked third shift, and felt like a vampire. Some nights were just bad bad bad, and every other patient would surprise me with a pile of ooh-ick.
Somehow, you never notice ooh-ick until you stick your hand in it.
~VOW
People warn her about the med field’s hours. She already works ungodly hours because she’s working those jobs consecutively, days in the pharmacy and nights until dawn at the hotel. I think.I mentioned this in another thread, but after this semester she will be an official CNA. She won’t work as one since either of her jobs pays better, but her goal is to be an RN. She looked online and found that RNs start at the preposterous pay that I maxed out at, and it’s the same amount anywhere she looked in the Lower 48, urban or rural. I said that’s low-end MD and she agreed.
To her surprise she’s kicking ass in Microbiology, so now she wants a dual major in Science of some sort. Not like her cousin with a Fulbright, but not shabby at all. I’m bursting with pride. 
Aww, Mikey, that is so nice. happy to hear it.
Holy Crappola.
I woke up in the usual manner today.(meaning: Cats)
I’ve mindlessly doing my daily stoopid stuff.
DIL, The lil’wrekker, her boyfriend, Grandwreks all descended upon me. Looking concerned. DIL asking me current event questions (like: “Who is president?” or “What year is it?”)
Apparently I’ve been talking ‘goofy’
I passed muster, I guess. They determined I was a version of okay.
Hey, I thought it was Friday. So sue me.
Holy Crap. Christmas is in 2 days.
Oh, wait. One day.
I hate myself.
Not what I heard…
Hey, Beck,
When asked “Who is president?” did you break down and cry?
~VOW
My answer was “the impeached one”
DINGDINGDINGDING!
We have a weiner!
Give the lady a corn dog!
~VOW
I got yer Andrew Johnson right here!
sez Bill to Monica.
Ever notice how often the word “bad” shows up in Beck’s thread titles?
Three times. Three is the Magic Number. The Holy Trinity. How many Sixes in The Number Of The Beast? That’s right. Three. How many strikes do you get in Baseball? Three. Three is the first number that forms a geometrical figure – the triangle. What’s a complete Breakfast? Three courses. Three is the number of creativity, communication, and expression. Numerologists recognize that 3 is the number of the child – it symbolizes the growth and magic that results from the combination of two other things; it’s the metaphorical child brought forth from two parents, full of energy and possibility. The Pythagoreans taught that the number three was the first true number.
Need more? Can you argue with this? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jORe3tvS-DY
But I’m with you. She is fucking tedious, isn’t she? 
What do they have against Goofy? Is it the ears? Or that he’s a dog, but only from the neck up?
Ok, seriously, what’s going on, Beck? Is it the bad, bad, bad kidney causing this? Isn’t there anything that can stabilize things until the big kidneycide? And when is that scheduled again?
Nellie- I’m febrile. Low grade most days. We’re fighting the infection. I go to have Lefty poked and tested next Monday. Then we’ll set up the surgery as soon as the surgeon can get me on his list.
Now, I’m just biding my time. Trying to stay upright. The infusions help. They nauseate me for a day, it’s not too bad. I get 3 or 4 good days.