Did you get the driver’s info, just in case? Keep an eye on yourself.
Wow, Haze! I’m so glad you’re ok, but keep an eye on it. How scary!
I agree with dogbutler. I hope you got the driver’s insurance info. And go to the doc tomorrow just in case. It could be more than a bruise.
The guy gave me his business card, which was good of him, because I was in such a daze that he could have just droven off and I would have been none the wiser.
I suppose… I should go in for a checkup tomorrow? I mean, I feel perfectly fine…
Yikes! I’m glad you’re okay. You’ll probably be sore in the morning, though. I think it’s a good reason to take a day off tomorrow.
You will be very sore tomorrow - Get yourself checked out for two reasons -
a) - to be on the safe side and make sure nothing is truly wrong, and
b) - to have on record that you reported these injuries within 24 hours - JUST IN CASE something is wrong and you need his insurance to pay your medical bills
Yikes Haze! I’m glad you’re okay; but do get yourself checked out. Rosie is absolutely right.
Magic Eyes! It’s so good to see you again!
Somebody mentioned rumballs. Rumballs are tres yummy!
The handle for the washing machine has turned out to be a major pain in the ass. Of course Lowes doesn’t carry parts. Yes, I was expecting that, but they did connect us to Whirlpool, who couldn’t find us in the computer. Then they wanted the date on our receipt, which I have of course misplaced. :smack: So, they suggested we go down to Lowes and get them to print up another receipt. Then, they wanted to send a guy out here to put the handle on for us, which would have meant taking the day off from work. Mr. Taters was not a very happy camper. We ordered a part from the internet and we’re supposed to get it in three to five days. Meanwhile, we’ve super-glued the plastic on the handle and are really finessing it every time we want to open the washer door. That new handle can’t get here soon enough!
I have stashed some German cookies away. Nobody knows about them and I have been very, very, very good and haven’t had a single one. My favorites are the big round lebkuchen with dark chocolate. I thought about ordering some real good ones on the internet; cookies that come from Nuremburg, but I decided not to. Less temptation for me. I also have Dominosteine which are another favorite and are EXCELLENT. I haven’t touched those either. I’m very proud of myself. I’ll bring them out on Christmas.
I don’t have anything else exciting to report. I don’t feel very well, but I think I’m just overly tired. The problem is that I’m so tired I can’t sleep. Besides, I have to wait for the last load of clothes to finish in the washer so I can through them in the dryer. The hubby insisted on having his work coat washed tonight. :rolleyes:
I think I’ll cruise the Dope for awhile and then check out the news.
Und Vere did you schtasch dese cookies, hmmmmmmmm? :dubious:
Ve Vill find out, you know… 
Ve haff vays… 
You vant to giff us de informaschion, oder vat? :mad:
Der Q
You vill nefer find dem! Nefer!
Of course dey vill nefer fin dem! I gots dem!
I am in Deutschland, after alles! I hav more Deutsch cookies dan you!
In the Black Forest. It’s pretty, although people are complaining because it should be covered in snow by now but isn’t. This particular project comes with one of the best views I’ve ever had in a project; the view in the Brazillian factory was neat and green too, but in Brazil people think that 25ºC is way cold. Funny how much “inner thermometers” are a function of birthplace, eh?
Morning all! It’s mild and sunny over here today, perfect weather for not being at work. So where am I? Stuck in the blummin’ office all day. Bah!
Haze, you’d better be seeing the doc today else I’ll be after you with my pointy stick!
Firepuss - Ophie was pedalling hard for you last night, hope it was all worth it and you sailed through. When do the celebrations start?
Today will be a not-very-exciting day of web stuff, I have to get all of our section’s web pages moved onto the new fancy “University Content Management System” by the end of the week so that it’s ready for testing after the hexmas break. We’re supposed to have it done by the end of December but realistically they mean the end of term which is Friday. That’s in amongst all the other urgent things people need me to do for them. Good job I have nothing else to fill my day, huh?
Last night I made Chinese curry and egg-fried rice, it was fab and of course it means I get leftovers for lunch today. Yay! Also, after work I’m meeting friends in town for a wander round the German Market - one of my friends has a colleague over from your side of the water so we’re off to show her the sights…such as they are.
That means I won’t get home until late tonight so I’ve had to leave 'im indoors several strategically placed notes because I need him to feed Ophie this afternoon before he comes to meet us, and I need him to put the box out for the veg man and leave the outside doors unlocked. Is that too much for his poor little brain to cope with?
Nava, “inner thermometers” can get readjusted - we were all laughing at our Canadian-born and raised hockey coach last week because he came in complaining of the cold. The very next night one of our players came in to dinner wearing shorts and flip flops. Make my poor toes cold just looking at him!
Usually the only reason I am up this early is if I have been up all night. I had to take SIL to the hospital at 6:30 this morning for a colonoscopy (sp?) and I’m afraid to go back to sleep because I have to pick her up in two hours or so. I hope they’re not too rough on her. Then my librarian friend has to have a cardiac cath done Thursday, so I’ll be providing transportation for her also. I’d really like to stay up there with her, but since I am not “family” I doubt if it will be allowed. Do people who have no family have to go through medical life alone? That seems so unfair.
Another weird dream last night, involving hockey players, but not nearly as scary as the one yesterday morning.
Mr. SCL spoke with “the powers that be” at the agency yesterday and the stupid biotch swore she told him about the night shift. I know good and well she didn’t - if she had told him he was working 7p to 7a on Sunday/Monday and then working 7a to 7p Tuesday he would have bitched to me about it because he hates to have a 24 hour turnaround. She knows that, too, which is why she didn’t tell him. I hate this agency, but Mark has gotten attached to his patient and knows he is needed there so he won’t leave.
Damn coffee is making me sleepy. Grrrr.
For two of the four years I lived in Miami, I rented a room from an old lady. She was in very bad shape medically and her daughters had convinced her to rent out some rooms so that if anything happened, someone would find out (hopefully) in time. Which actually did happen.
Anyway, since “taking care of people older than me” is very ingrained in me, I started going to the doctor with her and whatnot. First time was just after I’d realized that she was getting full meds from three separate doctors; the nurses wouldn’t let me in, since I was not family. Once I grabbed the head nurse (or whatever she actually was) and shown her the bag of meds I was holding, and told her I didn’t care about being family or not, I was living at this lady’s house and nobody she was actually related to had noticed about this nor had her doctors, the doctor came out to ask what was going on (I was speaking in that tone of voice that, while not loud, comes out with capital letters at the start of each word), took one peek at the bag and let me in.
Other doctors were more stubborn, but eventually they accepted me as the primary caretaker everywhere she had to go.
Haze get thee to the doc today young lady! I mean it. You need to get checked out. I don’t want any of that attitude. I said go to the doctor. Oh and :eek: be careful!
rosie I’m so sorry about your co-worker. I’ll keep him, his family and you in my thoughts and prayers.
Taters if the superglue won’t hold then use duct tape. Duct tape fixes everything.
Snakes you’re a good person taking all those people to their appointments. I’ve had a colonoscopy and a heart cath. Not at the same time though cause that would have been oogy. The good news is they give good drugs for both so your friends will have no idea what’s goin’ on. Be prepared to feed the colonoscopy friend. ACBG and I have both had colonoscopies (not at the same time cause there’s just some things that should not be shared) and the first thing both of us wanted was food. After that she’ll probably just snooze most of the rest of the day. The ickiest part of the heart cath (well, it was to me) was having to just lie there for about six hours afterwards with that sandbag thing on my leg. I understand it needs pressure cause it’s an artery and all but it was dang uncomfortable after the liquid valium started wearin’ off. Hmmm… I could go for some liquid valium about now.
gotti how you doin’?
Last night’s Vestry meeting was almost two hours long. Betwixt and between approving next year’s budget and building updates and discussion of memorial funds and a bazillion other things I thought it’d never end. Plus, the Clerk of the Vestry was absent last night so I took notes which I now have to decipher. I should have done that last night but I was tahred when I got home so I went to bed. It’ll make for a fun night tonight trying to figure out what I scribbled cause I have the hand writing of a serial killer on a good day.
Ditto. Except my cath was thru my right wrist (since I had “issues” with them going up thru the femeral) and I had the wad of gauze bound to my wrist with one of those plastic thingies they advertise that cops actually use on crooks.
Weird dream here, too, involving trying to pack up my dorm room and the only boxes available were small and narrow. My friend came over to help but all he did was drink ginger ale and talk to a cop about some long since closed punk rock club in NYC that had separate dance floors for gals and guys. I took a break to eat some Belgian pancakes (tasted like Belgian Waffles, but looked like pancakes) and my friend shared a donut with the cop.
Seein’ how yesterday was the second Monday of the month, it’s time once again for
Tales From The Firehouse
We had more airpack training last night. We had to put it on in under 2 minutes (breathing), run around the station a few times to get the blood going, run the tank out, and have it changed while you were wearing it. For the nubes like me:
- claustrophobia is no longer an issue 2) we learned to trust the equipment 3) we learned to trust our fellow FFs.
Fortunately for an old fat guy like me, I’ve been running, so doing laps around the station suprised the other more than me… Oh, and running with the equipment on (at least 40 lbs) was an experience unto itself.
I dreamed all night that I was SCUBA diving…
While I was at work yesterday, my station was called to assist on an arson. Some guy, fresh out of the clink in Virginia, was upset that his family wouldn’t take him in, so he tried to torch his grandmother’s house by setting a car on fire, and made explicit and detailed death threats against his parents and his sister. The car was put out quickly, and my station returned without ever really getting to the scene, but if the house had caught, it would have been real nasty. The sheriff had a warrant on the guy, and a manhunt was underway when we were playing with the air.
The best funny story I heard was something that happened over the weekend. Someone hit a bear (N. O. S) with his car at the east county line, hard enough to total the car and sending the bear airborne into the Dismal Swamp. The bear had a broken back, and needed to be put down. Two deputies on the scene (one from each county) went in to shoot it, and between the two, took 16 shots at the thing before it finally expired. Both sheriffs are sending them to the range for a little extra marksmanship training…
More dangerous duty come Saturday. Santa Claus is coming to town, so it will be another evening of candy and kiddies. 
Bibs, how did it go last night?
AWWWWW… poor bear! SNIFF
rosie I forgot to say yay for the coffee date, you vixen you!
For the record, I’m laughing at the inept deputies, not the bear and it’s demise.
Dag nabbit, I missed Ex being around? Sign, I’m such a horrible slacker. Actually, that’s not true. I’m a great slacker. In fact, you people would have to study for YEARS to slack off even half as well as I do.
SDMB needs to make a lifetime membership option so that I can pay for it and never have to find my stupid credit card again.
Hank/Haze - Yikes! Glad you’re okay. I can say that I’ve been this close on a number of occasions to being on the receiving end of a front bumper in precisely the manner you were; cars turning when I appear to be invisible. Oddly, most of the occasions were at the corner of the intersection of my last job; for whatever reason drivers making a right turn off that intersection just seem completely incapable of seeing pedestrians crossing on the southeast corner. And they always got pissed off at me! Me, crossing on a green light with a walk signal but deliberately engaging my Cloak of Invisibility just to piss them off. Morons. You really ought to go see a doctor though. Injuries may seem superficial now, but more serious pain, particularly back pain, can take a day or two to manifest. Best to take a proactive approach just to make sure everything really is fine, because you don’t want to wait for the pain to surface before you do.
Speaking of pain, my MindWife suddenly developed a nasty, excruciating toothache last night. Anbesol didn’t do a thing for it. Only copious consumption of 222s and Advil eventually – after a few hours – had any effect whatsoever. I was up 'til two, at which point she felt sufficiently numbed to attempt to sleep. I hit the sack around then too, only to wake up a few hours later to my alarm. I’ve taken the morning (possibly the day - thank Og for salary!) off work to take her to the dentist. (She has acute trypanophobia so if an extraction or root canal is required, she can’t take Novocaine. They’ll have to give her the N[sub]2[/sub]O. instead, so I’ll have to be there to help her wobble home.)
In the mean time I’m off to catch a little extra nap before it’s time to head off to the World of Pain and Suffering.