Hey, my Dad was in the hospital just recently! They stole his darned prostate, too! I heartily take offence, twickster, from your callous treatment of your so-called friend.
Why didn’t you just watch the Apprentice at the hospital with him? That’s what I did (well, actually it wasn’t the Apprentice, it was Lost, which is a far superior form of dreck).
Anyway, just wanted to chime in to say that if you’re in the hospital recovering from a prostatectomy, your schedule is gonna be wide open:
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[li]8:00: Wake up. Scratch self. Holy Crap, that hurt, won’t scratch there again.[/li][li]8:01: Remember button for morphine juice. Press button.[/li][li]8:15: Nurse brings in breakfast. Third day in hospital, so it’s “solid.” Eat yummy scrambled eggs and oatmeal.[/li][li]8:30: Nurse comes by, says, “Get your rear out of bed, go for a walk. I want 4 laps, mister.”[/li][li]9:00: Done with 3 laps. Tell nurse I’ve done 6 laps. Sit down.[/li][li]9:22: Pick up magazine. Read.[/li][li]9:52: Hobble into bathroom, try to have a bowel movement. No luck.[/li][li]10:12: Pick up another magazine. Flip through it.[/li][li]10:15: Tired, but nurse has bed set to max height with no sheets. Continue to sit.[/li][li]10:20: Continue flipping through magazine. Press button for morphine juice.[/li][li]10:30: Nurse comes by, demands that shower be taken. Press morphine juice button in anticipation.[/li][li]10:35: Take shower.[/li][li]10:50: Shower over. Sit down, read magazine.[/li][li]10:58: Nurse comes in, empties catheter bag.[/li][/ul]
There’s lots of time in there for a visit, let me tell ya.
It was a parody of her OP, you stupid shit. Of course a good deal of the scenario was fabricated. And everybody projects their biases onto everyone else, just like you’re doing in your dumbass posts to me. You people comprise the most clueless Marsha Brady clique I’ve ever seen.
About as much as you care that you hurt mine.
Tell that to your 17 cohorts, you fucking hypocrite.
Liberal opens this thread, pitting Twickster on the basis of projecting his own (admittedly dreadful) personal horrors onto her situation (to which they were totally inapplicable), refuses to apologize in any way that doesn’t make him look totally justified and shares the responsibility equally with Twickster, and now is reacting angrily because he’s not getting compassion in the thread?
You’re the stupid shit because you can’t recognize an ironic tone. You used your fabrication to justify Pitting twickster, bolstered by the feelings you have about your own experiences. Of course twickster would warrant a Pitting if she did what you claim she did, but considering that she didn’t, your Pitting is bullshit. Too bad you’re not adult enough to admit it.
Did I hurt your feelings? How? By disagreeing with you? I commented that I knew twickster was joking, and you immediately came back with a snide comment. That’s my first post, and you were hostile. You’re the one swearing and calling names, and then you expect me to care about your hurt feelings? Also, I might add that that’s not how compassion works: you feel for another person’s pain, whether they feel for yours or not. I do feel for you with regard to your personal tragedy, and I’m sorry you suffered, but I don’t feel bad for hurting you via something I said in this thread. You’ve been the most hurtful poster on this thread by a lot.
It started as a pile-on. Then others got wind of it and called you to task for your overreaction. So you know, Merry Christmas to you too, Liberal.
That’s what I did (well, actually it wasn’t the Apprentice, it was Lost, which is a far superior form of dreck).