Lost my wedding ring in the night. :( No time to look for it beyong a quick search this morning. It has vanished. Gotta go to school now :( :( :cry:

What were you up to? Where were you? Did you lose a finger too??

Where was the last place you had your left hand? :eyebrow:

Hope you find it soon. My hub lost his in our cattle feed lot, we found it 2 years later.

Were you at a club or at home?When I used to be an exotic dancer, I had women occassionally lose their wedding rings in my thong.

Sarge - :love:

har. Beest found it while I was out. The constant wearing of glubs during first aid yesterday made my fingers swell and aggravated my eczema, so I took my rings off to see if I needed to apply steroid cream. Put them on the duvet cover. So tired.... forgot to put them back on, snuggled down in bed and head "ping" knew immediately what it was -a ring hitting the wall. engagement ring was still on the bed, but wedding ring gone. It is tiny and I was tired so decided to find it this morning. It just went further than I had time to search. yes, I have junk on the bedroom floor.

But not in your trunk?
Glad you found it.

Belated condolences, Sarge.
I can understand why it would suck for you.
All I can say (with feeling) is at least she isn't pregnant. With twins.

I'm trying to get in gear for today. Walking on Easter Eggshells.
My BIL rarely talks to me anyway, regarding me as a cross between Germaine Greer and Russell Brand; equally mystified by my opinions and floored by some of the things that come out of my mouth.

But I've never had to watch what I say in front of him before. It's going to be a case of "don't mention the war!" Not upset about this - I stopped by to read not post. Just a little apprehensive.

<---- is in hot water again. fmr. one day i'll learn.

Damn ... what did you do this time?

same fuckin thing as last time.

great. now I'm upset and I don't remember why. thanks.

The plane or the woman?
Sorry, but I'm easily confused. ;)

alright. i drank and drove.

this is bad.

I don't know you well enough to chastise you like I would like to, it would just come off as some self righteous internet guy. I'm sorry man. I hope no one was hurt.

Damn!

I don't know you well enough to chastise you like I would like to,

Oh I do , and I did !!!

Kick his fucking ass zippyt.

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On a different note, my kidney stones are back. Last time... it hurt so bad, I thought I was gonna die and I was afraid I wouldn't.

My Dad swears by a teaspoon full of properly fermented apple cider vinegar each morning and night to dissolve those suckers.

plth...shame. :headshake:

What's upsetting me is my friend's dysfunctional family. My friend is almost 50 and has three kids of her own, daughter 25, son 16 and son 13. She also has been her niece's legal guardian and mother since she was about 3 after the death of her sister and brother in law. She also cares for her invalid father and has part time care of another nephew who's parents travel for work constantly.

Anyway, it all works pretty well most of the time except when Daughter Emma comes home again because she gets kicked out of her accommodation. The problem is, Emma is an alcoholic and causes all sorts of strife in the house from stealing and lying to just being plain abusive and ugly when she's drunk (which is most days). She's lovely when she's sober, but you have to get up pretty early to see that.

My friend has been battling breast cancer. she also has lupus and a couple of other health issues, so life for her is challenging enough. I try to support her as much as I can, and be supportive of the other kids when Emma is on a bender, but it's very difficult. Even the little I can do is not much, and nowhere near enough.

I'm not sure how else I can help other than to give the others kids and my friend a soft place to land when they need it.

Is there?

eta: Today I was at my friend's place, and Emma had been drinking all morning. Around lunch time, I had to go in an separate Emma and Casey (niece) because Emma was getting stuck into her and Casey was bawling her eyes out. By the end of it, I was in tears too. And what really shitted me off the most was that Casey's nana died only a couple of days ago and the funeral is tomorrow. I know alcoholics don't give a shit about stuff like that, but it's still heartbreaking to witness.

Ach damn, Ali, that sounds a mess. I doubt there is anything else you can do beyond the help you're already offering. Just be there as a breath of sanity in an otherwise fucked up situation. Everybody needs that.

Cyberhugs babe.

Thanks Dana. :) I'm feeling a bit better than I was when I typed this post after resolving another totally unrelated but stressful issue.

Glad to hear that :)

Do this, Big V. Except make it as much as a Tablespoon, if you can possibly stand it. It tastes like shit, but it will help. Some people say mix it in water to dilute it, but I've found it's most effective to throw back the shot, then chase it with a spoonful of honey to soothe your throat.

Apple cider I have. In an upcoming DIY thread, I may regale you all with my hard cider efforts, properly fermented.

But I confess I do not know "properly fermented apple cider vinegar" is and it's the properly fermented part I don't get. Can I use the apple cider vinegar I have in my basement?

I will drink a glass of it morning and night if that's going to help. I'll drink it and be grateful.

This stuff. It will be stocked next to the regular white vinegars. Definitely will be sold at Whole Foods, Trader Joe's, anything of that ilk, and might even be sold at your regular grocery store.

do shots of it followed by a lil water. tsp's and tbs's are for lesser men.
As an aside - that stuff knocks the shit out of a stomachache too.

V, you can get apple cider vinegar that isn't fermented the right way or something. The good stuff will have a residue in the bottom. That's the stuff you want. Not the crystal clear pretty stuff next to the other fancy yum stuff. ;)

nb: the crystal clear stuff is a lot cheaper, but it's also sweeter. I use it when I make chutney.

I think I've mentioned before, but they also make you throw back a shot's worth before a C-section too. Because numbing your lower half means your stomach sphincter is likely to relax, and the last thing they want you doing on the operating table is suddenly screaming that your esophagus is on fire with backflowing stomach acid.

Clodfobble, you may have mentioned it before, but it still doesn't make any sense. Why does drinking a shot of acid (acetic) do anything like what you describe? More acid on stomach acid equals Huh?

Because the acid bonds with Hydrogen ions in the stomach, and by pulling them out makes the remaining bodily fluids less acidic. It's called having an alkaline "ash" when an acidic food has a net alkalinizing result.

Mom's heart problem has been found to be an Aortic aneurysm. It is serious. She is waiting now to hear what the surgeons want to do next.

sorry UT and KK. thinking positive thoughts.

Damn UT.

That's pretty bad UT. Might be bypass time?

I hope it all works out ok. xx

Fingers crossed for your mum, UT.

A diagnosis is a start Tony.
Much love to you and the KK.

I feel pretty ill. Sore throat, splitting headache, exhausted. Can't get anything done. Blergh.

I hope your mum will be okay, UT.

A messageboard friend of mine has a 17-year-old son with ulcerative colitis (no neurological symptoms.) He's been symptom-free for 4 years now with the same diet my kids are following.

The other night he picked up a bottle of Dasani water while they were out driving, and chugged half of it before noticing it tasted like soap. Then he doubled over in pain and nausea. They called Poison Control, who told them that they get calls like this on a fairly regular basis; the factory was most likely cleaning the lines and didn't get all the soap rinsed before starting to fill bottles again.

The cleaner is out of his system by now, but it's triggered a full-on flare and they expect it will take at least a month or two before it's healed again. In the meantime he's in too much pain to play sports for basically the rest of the school year.

I understand that it's not rational to hate the entire food manufacturing industry over rare events like this. But I do.

Hi UT.

I am hoping for the best like everyone else for your mom and for you and yours. I don't know about your case "It is serious" but I will tell you my Dad had an aortic aneurysm, about seven centimeters. I was quite alarmed, but it didn't kill him (he died from other causes). The diagnosis in his case was watchful waiting, to my very limited understanding, in order to measure the rate of growth of the aneurysm. Based on that information, decisions as to what to do next could be made.

It sounds and sounded scary as hell, and it is serious. I'm glad everyone's aware of it, that's the best possible situation. What happens after that is decided on a case by case basis. Good luck to her. Hang in there man.

Thank you sir. I read all about it and there are several different kinds. Hers is 6.1cm, but it all depends on where it is. If it's on the ascending part of the aorta, which I think it is, that is indicated to require fixing.

We are all (still) waiting for the cardiac surgeon consult, but I think they are keeping her in hospital during this period for a reason.

You and yours are in my thoughts, UT.

Just as I hit send, the news comes in, it is in fact a thoracic ascending, for which 5.5cm is the level at which they operate.

Now I think we are just waiting for a schedule and how much planning can happen before the operation.

Oh, UT! My thoughts are with you! Sending healing vibes...


Sent by thought transference

Best wishes to you and your family, UT. Keep us updated.

You'll all be in my thoughts UT. xx

I guess this is the thread it's settled in...

News is that the location of the aneurysm is in a place where they need a really top surgeon as her current hospital doesn't have anyone who's worked on this particular variety of problem. She is getting an appointment at U of Penn where the really top doctors are.

We are kind of in shock.

I'm sorry UT.

At least they are taking it seriously and taking appropriate steps. Realizing they are in over their heads and bumping it up the ladder.

Youre in my thoughts and prayers.

UPenn is fantastic. She'll be getting the best care available.
Hoping & praying for your mom.

Best of Luck UT's Mom !!!

Sunday, Hows Pops ???

He went to the Doctors today. They've changed his blood pressure medication.
Also confirmed that the trouble he is having with his leg is not a pulled muscle acquired when he fainted, but an inflammation of his cyst. Strong painkillers, but no anti-inflammatory this time.

Mum is very anxious about how cold he is all the time (especially his hands) but she didn't mention anything about this when she got home. Perhaps the change in medication will help.

Dad's ambulatory; they went groceryshopping after his appointment. I think we're just becoming aware of the fact he is 72 in May and little blips can become roadbumps very quickly.

UT - I understand how you feel. Love to KK.

Prayers and good vibes to UT and Sundae. Sickness sucks.

This.
That is a difficult realization. Sorry Sundae.

Same from me.

Best wishes.

Wow, just seeing this. We'll be thinking of you. I'm glad she was able to get in to see somebody at HUP.

Urgh.
First Dad, then me (steroids & chest xray) and now Uncle Jimmy.

He was rushed into hospital to have his gallbladder removed.
Mum called Auntie Glenys this morning (this evening in Oz) to wish them Happy Anniversary! only to find her alone and worrying.
She'd been with Jim earlier and he was all prepped but it was getting late for him to be taken down to surgery. She thinks it won't be until tomorrow (their time) now.

He works as a Carer for an agency, so lifting and moving patients after surgery might not be possible for a while. They're not all that well off, and this will make a difference.
Mum has something/ someone else to worry about.

So I let her get away with moaning about how my coughing woke her up.
She knows I can't help it, but having your big lump of a nearly 40 yo daughter around is hardly helped when she's waking you up every night/ morning. And not even having fun doing so.

We're all a bit fragile at the mo, regarding Abigail.
These minor instances and routine occurrences don't help.

I have lost my sparkly new lifeguard card before I even got it copied/scanned :cry:

I can't believe it.

Desk looked on the point of collapse, cleared everything in a hurry, hero beest fixed desk, when I started putting stuff back, card no longer with the paperwork it came with :( Or in the box of little bits and pieces of the desk :( I hope it didn't drift into the recycling

My 5 year old Boxer dog, Freya passed away yesterday at 2:45pm. 3 weeks ago we suspected boxer cardiomyopathy, 3 days ago the vet agreed with us. He gave us meds for her, and told us she would most likley die of a heart attack in a few months. She had several "fainting goat" spells over the past few days. She was coughing due to the fact her heart was enlarged, and was pushing on her trachea. Two nights ago she started to cough worse than before, and yesterday was a rattling cough and vomit. We knew it was time, and that our visiting vet had been wrong, we would indeed have to euthanize.

My husband and I took her to the vet, and they gave her a seditive to calm her, before they gave the injection.. I went out to do the paperwork and pay, so that when it was done, we could just leave. My husband came out of the room and said, "she's gone". The vet thought my husband was wrong (considering she had not given her the injection yet) and that Freya was just sleeping, but no, she went in my husbands arms, while I was doing the fucking finances! He says I would never have wanted to see that, and that she was not alone, but on top of losing our sweet baby it hurts just that little bit more.

Our 1 year old Boxer male is lost right now, he keeps checking the bedrooms, and when I fed him, he wimpered and would not eat. He kept looking to where Freya's bowl should be. I had to sit down where she would have been to get him to eat half of his breakfast.

The greif comes and goes in waves. We are all trying to be strong for each other, but its painful. Being a responsible caring, loving animal owner is very rewarding and sometimes it just plain sucks!

Freya had her name when we got her, and being names after the Goddess of love and beauty was perfect. She was such a sweet dog and will be very much missed.

Oh Jaydaan, I understand where you're at. Lost my own little wolf in December. I at least had the comfort of him having lived a full life. Five years old is unfair.

But the absence, and the wrenching grief I know. My heart goes out to you, all of you and the youngster who's left grieving too. He will settle, but it takes a while. Bit like us it comes in waves, usually at times they would normally be doing things together or greeting each other.

*hugs*

Rest well, little Freya.

I never feel like I'm good enough for, well, anything. Most of what I do is wrong, or inadequate. I'm surrounded by shining stars and I feel more like a burden than anything. I keep trying to be better but I don't really know if I need to be better. Why can't I accept myself the way I am? I expect others to. Or rather I want them to but I suspect they want me to be a better person too. A whole life spent wondering how I can be more normal. Is it even worth it?