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GoodTuesday Evening, Blog Pals:
Watching the Kentucky primary results. Looks like Hill's givin' Barry another thumping in an inbred redneck state. I'm shocked...SHOCKED, I say. Well, ya gotta admire her stick-to-it ivness.
Had a doctor's appointment yesterday. As I predicted, he tsk tsked, wagged his sausage like little finger and tapped his bloated little foot at me and reminded me again how extra pounds make it harder for my already ailing ticker to function. I said I knew and looked appropriatly chastened all the while thinking of the left over pot roast and beef noodles that awaited me at home in the fridge. He upped my dosage of the blood thinner because my blood is too thick still and kicked me up to Vicotin(sp?) for the arthritis pain. He wanted to give me an anti- inflamitory but they either tear my stomach up or make my feet swell. Sigh...if I ever took a pre employment drug test, America would light up. What I can't unnerstand is why they keep asking me how tall I am. Ever' time I go there they ask me how tall I am and write it in the chart. Don't they ever look at what they have written? Is it a test to see if I still know? Like how they ask you in the hospital when you come out of anesthesia if you remember where you are and who the president is.(I was nearly tossed into the booby hatch when I answered "Dubya Dumbass, Jr."). I don't get it and it gives one pause.
So then I went to Wally World and got the new prescriptions filled and picked up a few household items. All in all I was gone from 9:30 am til nearly 5 pm. Was I ever beat! It keeps getting harder and harder to do ordinary tasks like catch the bus, walk through the store without sigificant discomfort. And collapsing upon returning home. I slept good last night though, which is a plus. Had some strange dreams though. There were these Irish people having races on a lake in souped up tug boats. I was standing on the beach watching and each of the boat crews seem to know me because they would speed by, churning up huge wakes and waving at me. Ah, memories of a mispent youth no doubt. heh heh. I'd like to see some shrink analyse THAT.
Well, its near beddy bye time so I'm gonna tuck in with a book and NPR.
Have a good rest of the week, all.
reguards
yer why don't I ever dream somethin' good like what the lotto numbers are gonna be pal
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