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OK, Teach. Here you go. You get a C- for your essay.
Please remember these proper spellings of the words you misspelled: underpaid, professions, self-righteous, and irrelevant.

And it's "digressing", Mr. Twit. Show your work to your wife and watch her turn 8 shades of red. Please have her add the proper amount of punctuation while she's at it. She'll slap you upside the head for standing up for her in this manner, I betcha.
Some people's kids, I swear. ;)
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Charlie Self wrote:

Thanks for the note. Sorry you stirred up so much shit in so doing.
I need to talk to my friend, who gets paid just that to be the electrician who maintains all the schools in the county.
He's a fun friend to have around. I think a couple three cases of Miller Lite and cost of materials and I can swap out my Federal Pacific panel.
He gets the beer AFTER. :)
Of course, not right now, or anything in the forseeable future I don't imagine. I'm glad I bought that wood when I did, because there won't be any more wood for a long time. (It's a good thing that I've put it in the house to sit, and I've seen some big cracks open up on the ends in the last two days, right? Better to find out now than after I cut into them? Will this decrease the chances of something ugly happening, or is there probably still stress in the parts that haven't cracked?)
Renee's in the hospital. They did a gallbladder ultrasound on her about three weeks ago, and took a wait and see attitude. Said she had a few small stones, but would probably be fine for months or years. She keeled over at work today. Any damn thing but fine.
Pancreas, liver, all screwed up. She's in the hospital for at least 48 hours on an IV diet trying to get her guts to "cool off" so they can take out her gallbladder. Whateverthehell THAT means. "Cool off." They were heavy on euphemisms and vague on details. I don't quite understand what's going wrong with her. I thought it was absolutely spectacular when some medico (doctor, nurse, specialist? I didn't really notice who was who) came in and told her "You look like shit!" Fabulous.
Yeehaw. We were trying to see if we could wait on the medical bills, which is why we were so quick to accept the doc's recommendation to wait and see (since she wasn't in pain, and hadn't been for a few days), but that plan just backfired bigtime. Wish she had had the damn thing out three weeks ago. Would have been cheaper to pay for the surgery without three days in the hospital to go with it. I imagine it probably costs a grand a day for luxurious accommodations in the most posh establishment in town. I hear their glucose is delicious.
Bah humbug.
The bright side is that I'm already starting to worry about the money, which means I'm no longer quite so worried about her. She's just sleeping now, and if she doesn't eat anything, all the gut wrenching pain and nausea should be behind her. She's probably not going to be too happy after three days without a drink, but I think she'll come through this OK. One thing about her naturally lethargic, supine, couch-aphilic nature is that she doesn't really have a problem with the idea of having to lay around and sleep all day. She loves to lay around and sleep all day. That woman can do some sleeping. She works hard when she has to, and when she doesn't have to work, she sleeps.
Better her than me on that, as much as I hate to say something like that. I don't wish this on anyone, but I guess if one of us has to spend two days doing nothing but drinking through a hole in the arm and sleeping, it's better her than me. She sleeps a lot. She'll sleep through most of this without a thought. I OTOH have always got to be doing something. Writing, touching, feeling, playing, thinking, reading, SOMETHING. If I can't find some of the above to do, I get bored and fall asleep, and sleeping is a big waste of time. If I had to go through what she's going through now, I would go absolutely NUTS. Nothing to do for two days but watch cable TV and sleep? I had to do that once, when my truck broke down, and I had to sit in a motel while they fixed my head gasket. I wasn't bedridden, and I wasn't proscribed from eating, but just having noting to do but sleep and watch TV for two days drove me so nuts that I have vowed to never, ever even remotely hint of straying from the straight and narrow path, because that's what jail would be like. After two days in jail, I'd be ready to hang myself just to have something to do.
Sorry I'm babbling. I haven't quite figured out what to do with myself yet. I can hold down the fort, and the boss has already figured out some way to do without me the rest of the week (which probably means he's driving in my stead), but I'm really out of sorts without her here. Eleven years, and while I regularly sleep alone on the road, I have never slept alone in my house, except, probably I guess when the kids were born. It's eerie here now, even though normally she would just be in the other room asleep anyway. There's just something not right about knowing she's across the way in the Sugar Juice Hotel being taken care of by complete strangers. Hey, I know Dave in Fairfax is one of those complete strangers, in a manner of speaking. I'm not putting down nurses. Still, it's MY job. I took care of her when she puked all over herself today. I sat by her bedside for seven tedious hours watching her sleep. It's my job. But I can't be in two places at once, and I had to come home and put my kids to bed. That's my job too. I've just never been torn like this.
Ugh. Flowers first thing in the morning, and then I guess I just have to play it by ear.
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Wed, Dec 15, 2004, 2:32am snipped-for-privacy@users.sourceforge.net (Silvan) claims: <snip> Nothing to do for two days but watch cable TV and sleep? <snip>
I spent most of 11 days in hospital doing that. Except I didn't watch TV. I could never do that at home, but sure did there. Maybe it's the military background, but I got to where I can just sort of switch off when I don't have anything to do - and I sure didn't there. Kinda nice tho, relaxing, and having my meals brought to me. Except I'd had a colon resection (and they took the gall bladder while they were at it), so had a tube down my nose, an IV in my arm, , a tube in my incision, not even allowed wate - just in case. Then finally got jello and something else - after I finally passed a little something - to prove they hadn't sewn me closed I guess. Then I got jello and something else. Then breafast the next day, not too bad. Then lunch was a large lump of some kind of absolutely horrible hash or something, that I couldn't have digested even if I had been in perfect condition. Then they released me.
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JOAT responds:

Yeah. Pancreatitis. But it was something like 4 days before they let me float gently to the ground, withdrawing the morphine and demerol. That was nearly 4 years ago, and I'm still grouchy.

Yeah. When they realize that you're actually near starvation, after they yank the IV feed, there is a tendency to see if soft stuff goes down and stays down. Then they send you home instead of feeding you decently. Cheaper because now they can't charge you $300 a day for meals.
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Silvan responds:

That's what the boots are for.

That's good timing. Send him here. I've got an FP panel, too. So far, no problems. But I'll probably get a buddy to switch it out for me...he's chief building inspector for the county, so it saves time.

Roanoke Memorial?

All you can do. Hope she's fine quickly. They wanted to yank my gall bladder a few years ago, but I nixed it. There was no real need from my understanding, so I felt like I was being used as an object of study by a young surgeon. I'm not in the business, yet, of being a practice quilt for these turkeys.
Jeez. Now I've insulted the medicos. I wonder who will jump in my shit this time.
Charlie Self "He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire." Sir Winston Churchill
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On Wed, 15 Dec 2004 02:32:59 -0500, Silvan

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Sorry to hear this, hope things start straightening out soon.
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Silvan...
Bummer - I hope thing go well and that Renee needn't be in the hospital for long.
Good time to get into the shop (you can't spend /all/ your time at the hospital!) and make some small (but beautiful) Welcome Home gift. Something to express love and keep mind and hands busy.
Best wishes.
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Morris Dovey wrote:

Maybe turn her some kind of urn for her gallstones. :) I just talked to my MIL a bit ago, and she has her own gallstones floating around in her house somewhere. Has had them in a jar or whatnot since '65 or so. So this is actually an idea.
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Wed, Dec 15, 2004, 11:39pm snipped-for-privacy@users.sourceforge.net (Silvan) says: Maybe turn her some kind of urn for her gallstones. :) I just talked to my MIL a bit ago, and she has her own gallstones floating around in her house somewhere. Has had them in a jar or whatnot since '65 or so. So this is actually an idea.
My mother pulled that crap on me. Awhile after I got back home, found a prescription bottle, that rattled. Didn't remember any prescriptions I had left, so I opened it. She had my gallstones in there, and actually thought I would want to keep them. I'm not sure what I said, but I capped it back up, and set it somewhere, then forgot where I put it. When I found the bottle again, weeks later, I made damn sure to personally put it in the trash. Hell, when I die I want to be cremated. Then my ashes loaded into a muzzle loading cannon, and shoot them over the countryside.
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J T wrote:

:)
I used to want to be cremated, but then got to thinking I kind of like the idea that some archaeologist a couple thousand years from now might dig me up and reconstruct my bones to try to figure out what I used to look like. So now it's a question of getting buried some place interesting, so it looks like I'm worth the bother. :)
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Charles Spitzer wrote:

Wall is good. Good idea. That way when they knock my house down to build a new Wal-Mart, they'll have to figure out who I was. :)
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"Silvan" wrote in message

Sorry to hear that. My Linda is one of the sweetest, most gentle creatures on the face of the earth, but on the trip to the hospital at 3 AM for an emergency gallbladder operation, I heard some language from her that would make a sailor blush ... that was one of the keys to me knowing without a doubt that "this is serious".

yet.
my
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Keep your chin up ... you'll both do fine and come out the other side.
Things like never happen at a convenient time. I had a full, 6 member band due in the studio for a weeks recording, _flying_ in from all over the WORLD at huge cost, at 9 AM that same very morning ... and a kid still in middle school.
The kid didn't miss a minute of school, and said band was never even aware that my wife was in the hospital while they recorded a complete album in the next five days... who needs sleep?
Both of you are in our prayers ...
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Swingman wrote:

Hoo boy, you shouldda heard Renee in child birth. She'dda made the sailors pass out. She didn't produce such a ceaseless stream of obscenity this time around, which is really actually encouraging. :)
They might let her out tomorrow, depending. She's about 10,000% better off than yesterday.

I miss her though. I mean sure, we're getting on and stuff, but I'll be glad when she's home. There's laundry to be done, and dishes, and cleaning.
(I gotta get all that crap done before she gets home! I want her to just kick back and not have to worry about anything for a few days. I want her to make sure the doc writes out that excuse to take her through Christmas too. She has sick hours up the wazoo, and if she ever had any call to use them, this is surely it.)

I'm really debating whether to try to juggle both kids in two different floats in the Christmas parade. My wife would have done it, but I'm half the woman she is. It's a logistical nightmare. Under the circumstances, I don't think anyone would particularly notice if we decided to bail.

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On Wed, 15 Dec 2004 23:37:58 -0500, Silvan

Check with the kids. Sometimes those things *really* matter to them, sometimes not at all. They may also be more understanding than you expect.
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Sorry to hear that - here's hoping/praying for a great outcome and this becomes just another speed bump on the Road Of Life as soon as possible.
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Silvan wrote:

Wow, hope everything is ok. I haven't been keeping up with rec.wooddorking for a few days, my laptop failed the BB gun test. See the abpw thread "OT: Messed Up Laptop"
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Mark Jerde wrote:

So far, so good. She's home. She's getting ready to go shopping. I'd say that means the prognosis is good. :)

I can't get ABPW, and that usenet replayer site doesn't seem to work correctly from my Linux web browser or something. None of the pictures people here tell me to look for are ever there, so I've given up bothering to even try.
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Silvan wrote:

Glad to hear that, but watch the wallet... ;-)

The short score: BB Gun 1, Laptop LCD 0. Dell replaced the LCD at no cost to me, though. I'm glad I extended the CompleteCare warantee back in August.
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www.delorie.com/wood has archives of the binaries.
On Sat, 18 Dec 2004 11:12:11 -0500, Silvan

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