Yeah, based on my google-fu, that’s what I’m thinking also. And it looks like one of the easiest things to try is to sleep with a pillow wedge. I used to do that, and I guess it’d be a good idea to try it again.
But from what I read, it would explain the potty trips in the middle of the night, the extremely dry mouth, and the constant feeling of fatigue, no matter how much sleep I think I’m getting. So today, my quest is a wedge.
Mmmmoooooooooommmm, cut that out!
Dear CP,
I recently had a man offer to do anything my heart desires for $100. Why was he so disappointed when I told him to paint my house?
phouka
Dear Scarey,
That depends upon how you define “blurf”.
Vunder,
I strongly suggest that you speak with your Physician or Clergyman as quickly as possible.
-CP
Dear phouka,
This is an advice column, not stand up comedy.
-CP
Dear Short,
Why not?
-CP
Dear CP:
You just reminded me I forgot to post to my blog on Friday. Damn my sieve-like memory.
Also, this is how you wash a cat.
Regards,
Spaz
That looks like fun. I has an envy.
{{shortdrum}} After years of IVIG, I hate throwing up. I’ll do everything I can to not do it.
The TV show Hoarders has nothing worse than that bathtub. 
Dear Plant,
What type of wine goes with roast cat? Red or white? Or should we serve beer?
Blurf!
Dear CP
How do I fit all the Mumpers into my new one bedroom apartment?
signed
Cramped
Dear CP:
Today is Earth Day. Where is the closest celebratory bonfire and pig roast?
Dear Cramped,
Smear everyone liberally (certainly not Conservatively) with Kosher (U) mayonnaise.
-CP
Dear VunderBob,
Leesburg, Jawja. BYO Brussels sprouts cole slaw.
-CP
I think my remaining grandma has reached her pre-expiration date… the woman’s 99 so it isn’t exactly a surprise, but bleagh.
Her own mother died in her early 90s; up until the previous year she’d still be a flutter of organization whenever she had visitors, a tiny tornado who got everybody set up just-so while never seeming to be giving orders. Then she started getting an infection after another and oops. Official COD “old age”, which back then was how they codified “didn’t have anything particularly deadly except having been born a darn long time ago”.
A couple of weeks back, my aunt got to her mother’s and found her lying on the floor; Grandma couldn’t remember when had she fallen or how (the caretaker had left her in bed the previous night so we know it had been 16h at most). She was taking longer to heal than usual (then again, her usual used to be “click clack you’re healed”), has developed an ulceration on the elbow she hit, mastitis (on the other side, so it’s not directly related to the wound - SiL asked me specifically to check whether it was on the same side, in which case it would likely be bad care, or on the other, in which case it’s very bad news), and a sudden case of politeness which left me quite freaked out. Yesterday, instead of barking orders she was saying “could you please” and “thank you” and told me I was a superb cook when all I’d made was some polenta and boiled apple 
If she is indeed going I’m glad I happen to be nearby, both for her and for the rest of the gang, but it still sucks to see her get more bent and more weak every day.
By the love of all that is holy, I hope not.
Mornin’ all.
I must say, the Plant is holding court here most admirably. I sometimes have the urge to start one of those “Ask the..” threads, then realize just how hard it must be to answer everything that gets thrown your way, particularly considering these are, after all, Dopers.
Oh, and bacon.
no, really, bacon and home fries for morning meal today. Nice and crispy, both as they should be.
None, cuz I et the rest.
I received notice that the grant I submitted to the state (first time EVAH grant writing, what a PITA) was awarded the maximum amount. W00T. Now I have $5,000 to buy books for the liberry.
Sticky, hugs your little girl. I’m glad she’s still with you.
Pizza for lunch. What a glorious day!
First one, then another, then another…
Plagiarism covers a multitude of sins.
I’m nervous to participate in this thread. I tried to do a web search for something in the Pittsburgh City Paper (abbreviated CP) and the results were ------------- not what I expected.
Knoebels opens Saturday so I’m already in packing and dreaming more. Counting the hours until I can knock some part off the bumper cars.
