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Arrow, they gave me a heart test routinely on May 15, 2016. I flunked it. Felt fine, had no chest pains, but I didn't pass the test. Fine. So what? So I will need a special pill. In just three weeks that will be ONE YEAR SINCE THEY DECIDED I NEEDED A PILL. And when will I get that pill? A YEAR LATER, I HAVE NOT SEEN EVEN ONE OF THE PILLS. New heart doc to me in March. March? Found a problem LAST MAY, STILL NO PILL?
I went to the HMO home office, the new doc's boss and mine. He still today had not prescribed. I ratted him out. Sunnagun! After two hours on the phone by a nice lady at the HMO they found that he could prescribe the pill. And before I left the HMO the pharmacy had it ready for me. I just short of ONE YEAR! How nice!
Larry, I was gone to the blood donor clinic by 7:30 Ayem. Rarely a mob but there was this morn. Then two quick errands, lunch out, and then a long trip to the home office of my HMO. They are marvelous. But one new doctor is screwing the pooch, not processing my medications. So I finally had to report him.
Good lady at the HMO, spent over two hours unraveling the mess but stuck with it and got it done. Whew!
I'm not getting enough sleep. I just had an unplanned nap, might have been an hour. Im retarred, eligible. Not appollo jising. But also I have not done any of the work I had planned for today.
Maybe I will. Or
Maybe naught.
Who was it that said: "Make like a tree and leaf?"
<~~~~~~~~~~~Weak Ender
Lar, thanks. Easy day. No stress but a lot of driving. Way to hellandgone to his newest office. But it gets me outa the house so I can't complain. Well, I could . . . but I won't.
I have to visit my blood doc once a month. He shakes my hand, reads the test results from the previous four Mondays, says keep up the good work, and lets me go. No scalpels, no needles, no hammers or torches, just mild chat. This morning is the next one. Long drive there and back but no pain or stress, just takes time.
Lar, I have plenty of willpower. It is my won'tpower that is seriously lacking.
Bull, I am not a key player. I don't know one key from the other, so I have no skills at playing with them.
mr40, it is light out. That means this brawny backside must get out of bed. Can't sleep when it is dark, no chance at all once it starts to get light.
And . . . when one of us is gone . . . and
one of us is left to carry on. Then our
memories will have to do. Memories will see
us through. Memories of me and you. . .
You and me against the world.
I never had a problem with Bill O'Reilly. However my backside has never been within reach of his hands, so how can I judge?
I'm jell-us of everyone in this Universe that can sing. I'd really like to be able to but GOD gifted me in several more important ways, so I guess I'll settle for what I got.
Here' Sissel. Very nice to look at as well as listen to.
I'm madly in love with Sissel. She has a fab voice. But other than Sissel? I'd listen to Don Williams all day and half the night.
Lar, my 'singing' voice is so mizzable that even GOD won't listen to it. But I can humm with the best of them. So I do. That short excerpt was from Don Williams of course. He believes in me.
This thing we've got . . . with you and me?
I know with almost certainty . . . is a good thing.
It's true. I believe in you.
Marilyn, we need it badly but wouldn't know what to do with it.
Morning Mr. Tree sir. From the ear-relevant elefant.
Rain? Rain? What's that?
I wasn't aware. She might have.
I'd have to be a whole lot smarter than I am to understand drugs. Never took any, don't know which is what and forever . . . why? Cook something down to make a serious drug out of it? Way beyond my understanding.
I agree, I'd question that startagy myownself.
Tree, time to 'bark' at you again. Good morning.
Larry, it always goes well. These are young pros, they do this all day five days a week. I've been going to that clinic for years, give the two nurses that take my blood each Monday a box of chocs two or three times a year . . . and a huge box at Christmas, just to show them I appreciate the way I am personally treated.
Mornin Marilyn and Larry and others.
Mr. Arrow Sir? I am far from perfect but many years ago I decided that a number of things were not really beneficial for me. I was never into alcohol, expensive and fattening, two things I wanted to avoid. So I did. And also back in the 19ought80's I decided that cigarettes were expensive and most likely bad for my health. So I woke up one morning and quit. Forever.
Doesn't make me an angel but I do save money. I know almost everyone drinks beer but I don't.
Y'all whispering to each other or just not talking at all?
Home again, home again, jiggity jog.
Larry, that thot has occurred to me. AB- is the rarest kind. Ten years ago when they found I needed four pints? They had to go to three horspistols to find those four to pump into me. You are absolutely right: I should sell it to them.
Here's Don
Here's Don
Mornin Lar. About time for me to hose off and get this broad ass outa here. No Cheery Oats nor coffee until after I donate my precious fluids. But it does get me outa the house Monday morns so that ain't a really bad thing.
Well, I chat with them as they needle me. They are happily married and I am far too old to really flirt. And after years of getting to know me they know I am harmless, and hopeless. So no, I don't seriously flirt with them.
EZ, thank you. I wasn't aware. My silver dollars are direct from the mint, untouched and unspent. I'll stick with the U S version I think. But that was interesting.
Marilyn, I always guess two quarts but you often tell me I exaggerate and it is really only two pints. I don't argue with nurses with needles. They take whatever they want.
I tend to loose them whether shinny or not. Even the dirty ones.
Marilyn, good morning. I have a few minutes before I have to leave.
Don Williams. 'Nuff said.
I've been so impaired that I retired a second time at age 73. My car has an impaired license plate. I can park anywhere. Give 'em back.