I went into work yesterday, expecting to find my favorite patient in her usual, non-verbal, only-able-to-communicate-by-grimacing state.
I was really surprised when I walked into her room to say hello and she said, as clear as a bell "I really have to pee".
I was even more surprised when she refused a bedpan and wanted to sit on the toilet, and I was shocked to find that, despite my protestations that she wouldn't be able to, she was able to sit upright with minimal support from me and my compadre. She really did have to pee, too, and used the toilet successfully the rest of my shift. I told her that I'm going to have to stop telling her all my secrets now she can talk....
It was like a scene from 'Awakenings'; she talked up a storm all evening, right up until I left for the night. I'm hoping that when I go in today, she'll still be able to talk, that yesterday won't have been a one-off. However, if she can't and it really was just a random thing, I'm going to be able to take great comfort in the fact that I got to talk to her for an evening.
It's moments like that that make the assaults, the slaps and the bites and the pinches and the downright nastiness I get from some patients all worthwhile. She got to me a long time ago, this LOL who everyone thought was basically unresponsive and who's facial grimaces were random. I talked to her nonetheless and came to realize in very short order that she really was in that shell of her body and that she DID have some purpose to her grins and frowns.
BTW, I got bitten AND pinched by the same patient last night (a different patient than the lady who started talking). After each time she did it I'd step back and say "now that's not nice! I know your mama taught you better than that!" and she'd just smile sweetly at me like she was proud of what she'd done. Because of the nature of her disease process, she doesn't know any better, bless her....but that doesn't make the bruises and teeth marks smart any less this morning.
EpiJunky is right. It's the LOL's that get you every time.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
DNR
I was shocked to learn the other day that a few of the most profoundly disabled and demented patients I care for are all full codes.
That makes me sad. The thought of having to do CPR on them makes me cringe and whilst I would do it, I don't know how I'd feel about it afterwards, especially if they survived their arrest. I think that I would have some guilt issues - because I personally believe that quality of life is what matters, not quantity.
I can totally understand a person not wanting their loved one to die. Us humans have difficulty accepting the concept of impermanence, especially when it comes to matters of the heart. We want those we love to be around us forever; we don't want them to change and we certainly don't want to lose them to disease and then death.
But, the plain fact of the matter - and of life - is that people DO change. Time takes it's toll on a body; things wear out and break and just don't work as well as they used to. Diseases develop and rob us of ourselves, of our dignity and even of our time. Yes, modern medicine has 'cures' for many diseases and treatments for even more, but at some point I think that we have to stop and take a step back and ask ourselves just what kind of life we are saving. What quality will there be for our patient or our loved one if we insist that "everything" be done to 'save' them? And, are we really 'saving' someone if we are returning them to a life full of pain and misery? How about if they don't know who they are and have no concept of time or place? What kind of a life is that?
As most of you know, I do some work for hospice and I am a huge fan of palliative care. I think that it absolutely has a place in modern medicine and is largely underrated. I believe that sometimes the kindest thing a family can do for their loved one is to sign a DNR and let them, when the time comes, slip away without having to suffer the indignity of CPR and other 'life saving' measures. Caring for a hospice patient and making what's left of their life comfortable is, to me, the biggest and greatest gift I can give someone.
I wish that more people would really look at the person they love when they're deciding whether to enact a DNR order. I think that a lot of people focus on who that person USED to be, not who they are currently. They remember their father/mother/brother/sister/husband/wife at their most vibrant, in the prime of their life...I don't think that they see the frail elderly person they are now; the person who cannot walk unaided and has to be fed a pureed diet with thickened liquids, the person who is incontinent of both bladder and bowel, the person who cannot verbalize what they want or even recognize their loved ones anymore. I wish that I could somehow make them see exactly what they're 'saving'; I wish that I could have them spend a couple of days with their relative and see exactly what quality of life they have. But, I can't...and so I watch them spend a couple of hours a week with them and then walk out of the door to go back to their own lives. I'm not saying that they don't care, because I'm sure they do...I'm just saying that they are perhaps not aware of the full reality and gravity of the situation.
Because if they were, I don't see how they could possibly refuse to sign a DNR.
That makes me sad. The thought of having to do CPR on them makes me cringe and whilst I would do it, I don't know how I'd feel about it afterwards, especially if they survived their arrest. I think that I would have some guilt issues - because I personally believe that quality of life is what matters, not quantity.
I can totally understand a person not wanting their loved one to die. Us humans have difficulty accepting the concept of impermanence, especially when it comes to matters of the heart. We want those we love to be around us forever; we don't want them to change and we certainly don't want to lose them to disease and then death.
But, the plain fact of the matter - and of life - is that people DO change. Time takes it's toll on a body; things wear out and break and just don't work as well as they used to. Diseases develop and rob us of ourselves, of our dignity and even of our time. Yes, modern medicine has 'cures' for many diseases and treatments for even more, but at some point I think that we have to stop and take a step back and ask ourselves just what kind of life we are saving. What quality will there be for our patient or our loved one if we insist that "everything" be done to 'save' them? And, are we really 'saving' someone if we are returning them to a life full of pain and misery? How about if they don't know who they are and have no concept of time or place? What kind of a life is that?
As most of you know, I do some work for hospice and I am a huge fan of palliative care. I think that it absolutely has a place in modern medicine and is largely underrated. I believe that sometimes the kindest thing a family can do for their loved one is to sign a DNR and let them, when the time comes, slip away without having to suffer the indignity of CPR and other 'life saving' measures. Caring for a hospice patient and making what's left of their life comfortable is, to me, the biggest and greatest gift I can give someone.
I wish that more people would really look at the person they love when they're deciding whether to enact a DNR order. I think that a lot of people focus on who that person USED to be, not who they are currently. They remember their father/mother/brother/sister/husband/wife at their most vibrant, in the prime of their life...I don't think that they see the frail elderly person they are now; the person who cannot walk unaided and has to be fed a pureed diet with thickened liquids, the person who is incontinent of both bladder and bowel, the person who cannot verbalize what they want or even recognize their loved ones anymore. I wish that I could somehow make them see exactly what they're 'saving'; I wish that I could have them spend a couple of days with their relative and see exactly what quality of life they have. But, I can't...and so I watch them spend a couple of hours a week with them and then walk out of the door to go back to their own lives. I'm not saying that they don't care, because I'm sure they do...I'm just saying that they are perhaps not aware of the full reality and gravity of the situation.
Because if they were, I don't see how they could possibly refuse to sign a DNR.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Heck of a week.
It's been a heck of a week. First, I got assaulted by a patient - sexually assaulted. They knew exactly what they were doing and now nobody is allowed to deal with them one-on-one; we have to deal with this patient in pairs.
Next, I got slapped and scratched by a bedridden patient who didn't want their wet pads changed. Because of their condition, decubitus ulcers are a real danger so leaving them in a wet bed isn't an option. So, I had to fight them a little to change their bedding and in the process they slappedmy face and clawed my hands and arms. They apologized later -they aren't able to verbalize, but I did get a smile and a hug after it was all over.
I have bruises up my legs from being run into by wheelchairs. Some of my patients aren't the greatest drivers in the world...
I had to break up a fight between two LOL's. They're both pretty confused and one thought the other was in her apartment. Words were exhanged, then shouts, and by the time I got there to intervene they were circling each other and looking like they were ready to strike. I had to have one tag along with me whilst I went about my duties so I could make sure they didn't come to blows.
I saw the absolute biggest bowel movement I have ever seen. It was so big I had to weigh it: 8lbs 2oz and that's taking off the weight of the commode pan it was in. It was HUGE.
I lost count of all the hugs and smiles I got. It's those hugs and smiles that make me look forward to going to work every day, that make all the gropings and slaps and fights and complaining I hear well worth it. Knowing that I mave made a difference in someone's day, whilst it may sound trite when I write it here, is it's own reward.
They are my patients, and I am growing to love them.
Next, I got slapped and scratched by a bedridden patient who didn't want their wet pads changed. Because of their condition, decubitus ulcers are a real danger so leaving them in a wet bed isn't an option. So, I had to fight them a little to change their bedding and in the process they slappedmy face and clawed my hands and arms. They apologized later -they aren't able to verbalize, but I did get a smile and a hug after it was all over.
I have bruises up my legs from being run into by wheelchairs. Some of my patients aren't the greatest drivers in the world...
I had to break up a fight between two LOL's. They're both pretty confused and one thought the other was in her apartment. Words were exhanged, then shouts, and by the time I got there to intervene they were circling each other and looking like they were ready to strike. I had to have one tag along with me whilst I went about my duties so I could make sure they didn't come to blows.
I saw the absolute biggest bowel movement I have ever seen. It was so big I had to weigh it: 8lbs 2oz and that's taking off the weight of the commode pan it was in. It was HUGE.
I lost count of all the hugs and smiles I got. It's those hugs and smiles that make me look forward to going to work every day, that make all the gropings and slaps and fights and complaining I hear well worth it. Knowing that I mave made a difference in someone's day, whilst it may sound trite when I write it here, is it's own reward.
They are my patients, and I am growing to love them.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Personal ad insanity
Some of these have left me stunned. I've been wondering if natural selection isn't the reason some of these people are single..
First up, we have a young man in his mid 20's who describes himself as 'Singel and ready':
I am a singel guy looking for someone real not in to games. I work and have a great job have a car and home. Cause I no all you women arent looking for a broke ass. I am real it gonna be warm today. I have alot to offer to the right person. I have pic if you are intersted.
Not knowing when it's appropriate to use 'know' instead of 'no' at his age alarms me greatly, and what's with the 'it gonna be warm today' comment? It has no relevance to anything else in the ad.
Next, we have 'Mick! love hugs and kisses!'
mick lover of life kind soul with good heart with loving arms around my lover i look for a true heart a friend for life one girl who needs one lonely boy to walk beside him every where and she has a lot of love she wants to share hugs in the night time even holding her with kisses on her mine a friend even if she just needs strong arms around her INTO THE NIGHTand just needs a loverTO LAY by her side,don't need a sex kitty but if she feels free that's ever more of two hearts just to be free LIKE BUTTERFLYS she don't have to be anyTHING BUT A WOMEN but just a friend in the NIGHT a friend a lover AS WE KISS SO SOFTLYand never meet again a girl with long hair a woman to hold on to i am good hearted GUY very romantic to,i need a nonsmoker,a young GIRL IF SHE FEELS FREE TO one even that she just wants a LOVER A FRIEND A GUY TO HOLD HER IN THE NIGHT IS OK TILL THE MORNING SUN SHINES ON HER SWEET FACE I CAN BE WHO EVER YOU WANT ME TO ME IN THE NIGHT THE KING IF YOU SAY THATS ANY TIME OF THE NIGHT IS OK IF YOU NEED A HUG OF A FRIEND ALL
Umm...I don't really have anything to say about this; I am stunned into silence. Is this a stream of consciousness ad, perhaps? I sure as fuck hope so, because it makes no sense to me whatsoever.
'IT WOULD BE NICE TO MEET YOU' is the next contestant. He says:
Hi girls, Just looking to meet someone to have fun with do stuff on the weekends, flirt with during the week. I'm 5'9" 160lb good build level headed and fun to hang, goodlooking aswell, really just want to be friends and laugh with. To be honest i hate bar thing, its eazy to pick up chicks there but really no thanks, no angle been down that road and it sucks. Looking for someone from mid tweenties to mid fourtys, you can be in a relationship or out of one. Not trying to just get laid just really prefur haning out with chicks, you gals are way more fun and alot more thoughtfull, and you smell better too, lol So if you intrested in being friends and enjoy having fun drop me aline your pic gets mine. ps I more of the county boy type, but not a redneck.
The last time I checked, 'good looking' and 'as well' were two separate words, not run-ons. Spelling 'easy' with a 'z' went out years ago, and I have no idea what kind of age 'tweenties' or 'fourtys' are. 'Prefur'? That sounds like something PETA would be interested (or 'intrested') in. This person either doesn't know how to use the space bar on his keyboard or he likes to create his own words.
'hey how you doing Are YOU LOOKING AT ME' clearly cannot find the period key on his computer keyboard:
LOOKING FOR THAT SPECIAL GRIL THAT WILL LOVE TO HAVE A GOOD TIME OUT AND ALSO THAT CARES ABOUT HERSLEF AS WELL AS OTHER PEOPLE SOME WHO IS UNDERSTANDING AND KNOW WHAT SHE WANTS IN LIFE ,A WOMEN WHO IS SWEET LIKES THE OUTDOORS JETSKING , FOOTBALL ,NAILING SOME GLOFBALLS , LOVES FAMILY AND KNOWS WHATS UP IN LIFE , WOMEN THAT LIKES TO KEEP IN SHAPE AND KNOWS HOW TO TAKE CARE OF HER MAN , IM INTO 7 DAYS A WEEK WORKOUT I DO LOVE POWER LIFTING ,AND STAYING IN SHAPE ,IM FUNNY, OUTGOING, LOVEING , CAREING, SO IF YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES GET BACK WHIT ME ,>NO SPAM<
He also doesn't know that the singular of 'women' is 'woMAN', that it's 'girl' not 'gril', 'knows' not 'know', that you take the 'e' off of the end of 'care' and 'love' when you place an 'ing' behind them and that it's 'golf', not 'glof'.
This 'SWEET GUY' is 'giving up':
hey im tired of the friend zone i find that i spoil girls and treat them good and it seems to back fire everytime lol hmm im a sweet funny cocky goofy kinda guy laid back relaxed stray away from the drama at all times in school for massag therapy and have a great job i want a girl i can cuddle up with watch a movie or go out o dinner ill pay and idk i would like to find a girl to spoil and go SKY DIVING haha if ur not to scared that is im adventures and love out doors if ur the jealous type move on i have a best friend who is a lesbian and my other best friend every guy wants lol so i would never give my friendship up for a girl i barly know well hope to hear back from u i sent a few pics for u as well have a good night
im looking for a girl who is attractive if there isnt attraction there cant be feelings sry i want a athletic girl seeing how i workout alot and i stay fit race dosent matter im mixed white and blaxk i want a sweet girl or a funn girl hmm please be around 5'7 or shorter.
What the hell is with people not using periods? That is one of the longest sentences I've ever read, and I'm not even going to get started with the text-speak....if I were this guy, I think I'd maybe concentrate on learning basic writing skills (you know, the kind you learn in 2nd grade?) before I went looking for love again.
Next time, women looking for men.....
First up, we have a young man in his mid 20's who describes himself as 'Singel and ready':
I am a singel guy looking for someone real not in to games. I work and have a great job have a car and home. Cause I no all you women arent looking for a broke ass. I am real it gonna be warm today. I have alot to offer to the right person. I have pic if you are intersted.
Not knowing when it's appropriate to use 'know' instead of 'no' at his age alarms me greatly, and what's with the 'it gonna be warm today' comment? It has no relevance to anything else in the ad.
Next, we have 'Mick! love hugs and kisses!'
mick lover of life kind soul with good heart with loving arms around my lover i look for a true heart a friend for life one girl who needs one lonely boy to walk beside him every where and she has a lot of love she wants to share hugs in the night time even holding her with kisses on her mine a friend even if she just needs strong arms around her INTO THE NIGHTand just needs a loverTO LAY by her side,don't need a sex kitty but if she feels free that's ever more of two hearts just to be free LIKE BUTTERFLYS she don't have to be anyTHING BUT A WOMEN but just a friend in the NIGHT a friend a lover AS WE KISS SO SOFTLYand never meet again a girl with long hair a woman to hold on to i am good hearted GUY very romantic to,i need a nonsmoker,a young GIRL IF SHE FEELS FREE TO one even that she just wants a LOVER A FRIEND A GUY TO HOLD HER IN THE NIGHT IS OK TILL THE MORNING SUN SHINES ON HER SWEET FACE I CAN BE WHO EVER YOU WANT ME TO ME IN THE NIGHT THE KING IF YOU SAY THATS ANY TIME OF THE NIGHT IS OK IF YOU NEED A HUG OF A FRIEND ALL
Umm...I don't really have anything to say about this; I am stunned into silence. Is this a stream of consciousness ad, perhaps? I sure as fuck hope so, because it makes no sense to me whatsoever.
'IT WOULD BE NICE TO MEET YOU' is the next contestant. He says:
Hi girls, Just looking to meet someone to have fun with do stuff on the weekends, flirt with during the week. I'm 5'9" 160lb good build level headed and fun to hang, goodlooking aswell, really just want to be friends and laugh with. To be honest i hate bar thing, its eazy to pick up chicks there but really no thanks, no angle been down that road and it sucks. Looking for someone from mid tweenties to mid fourtys, you can be in a relationship or out of one. Not trying to just get laid just really prefur haning out with chicks, you gals are way more fun and alot more thoughtfull, and you smell better too, lol So if you intrested in being friends and enjoy having fun drop me aline your pic gets mine. ps I more of the county boy type, but not a redneck.
The last time I checked, 'good looking' and 'as well' were two separate words, not run-ons. Spelling 'easy' with a 'z' went out years ago, and I have no idea what kind of age 'tweenties' or 'fourtys' are. 'Prefur'? That sounds like something PETA would be interested (or 'intrested') in. This person either doesn't know how to use the space bar on his keyboard or he likes to create his own words.
'hey how you doing Are YOU LOOKING AT ME' clearly cannot find the period key on his computer keyboard:
LOOKING FOR THAT SPECIAL GRIL THAT WILL LOVE TO HAVE A GOOD TIME OUT AND ALSO THAT CARES ABOUT HERSLEF AS WELL AS OTHER PEOPLE SOME WHO IS UNDERSTANDING AND KNOW WHAT SHE WANTS IN LIFE ,A WOMEN WHO IS SWEET LIKES THE OUTDOORS JETSKING , FOOTBALL ,NAILING SOME GLOFBALLS , LOVES FAMILY AND KNOWS WHATS UP IN LIFE , WOMEN THAT LIKES TO KEEP IN SHAPE AND KNOWS HOW TO TAKE CARE OF HER MAN , IM INTO 7 DAYS A WEEK WORKOUT I DO LOVE POWER LIFTING ,AND STAYING IN SHAPE ,IM FUNNY, OUTGOING, LOVEING , CAREING, SO IF YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES GET BACK WHIT ME ,>NO SPAM<
He also doesn't know that the singular of 'women' is 'woMAN', that it's 'girl' not 'gril', 'knows' not 'know', that you take the 'e' off of the end of 'care' and 'love' when you place an 'ing' behind them and that it's 'golf', not 'glof'.
This 'SWEET GUY' is 'giving up':
hey im tired of the friend zone i find that i spoil girls and treat them good and it seems to back fire everytime lol hmm im a sweet funny cocky goofy kinda guy laid back relaxed stray away from the drama at all times in school for massag therapy and have a great job i want a girl i can cuddle up with watch a movie or go out o dinner ill pay and idk i would like to find a girl to spoil and go SKY DIVING haha if ur not to scared that is im adventures and love out doors if ur the jealous type move on i have a best friend who is a lesbian and my other best friend every guy wants lol so i would never give my friendship up for a girl i barly know well hope to hear back from u i sent a few pics for u as well have a good night
im looking for a girl who is attractive if there isnt attraction there cant be feelings sry i want a athletic girl seeing how i workout alot and i stay fit race dosent matter im mixed white and blaxk i want a sweet girl or a funn girl hmm please be around 5'7 or shorter.
What the hell is with people not using periods? That is one of the longest sentences I've ever read, and I'm not even going to get started with the text-speak....if I were this guy, I think I'd maybe concentrate on learning basic writing skills (you know, the kind you learn in 2nd grade?) before I went looking for love again.
Next time, women looking for men.....
Sometimes I despair for the future of humanity.
I really *do* despair for our future sometimes....usually when I'm reading the classified ads of the local newspapers, but especially when I'm perusing Craigslist.org.
Today, I managed to find these gems:
The man in the photo above is looking for love, apparently. He describes himself thus-ly:
i am single mail 45 yrs old looking for a friend/lover/solmat . am a social drinker open minded like to mike popple laugh and horney ass hell !!! can you take care of it grils ??? xoxo
*sigh* Where to begin...? First of all, if he is 45, I'm a monkey's uncle. Secondly...yeah, you know what? I'm not even going to go there. I think that his self description says it all, don't you?
Next, I found someone who is selling a "CARIO CABBINET WITH SOME DOLLS IN IT" (caps are their own work, not mine).
What is a cario cabbinet, exactly, and why does it have dolls in it? Why are the dolls included? Are they nailed or permanently attached to the piece of furniture?
A "Ma-hoggeny dinning table with leef" caught my eye next. I'm not familiar with the wood or the 'leef', but there seem to be an awful lot of 'dinning' tables up for sale in my locality. Are people sitting around these tables and shouting or playing loud music, perhaps?
I'm still trying to figure out what the next items are:
"Caprice - name brand" When I clicked on the ad, there was a photo of pants. I'm thinking that maybe the author wanted to sell their capri pants..?
There seems to be a lot of pieces of furniture called "Chester drawers" that people are trying to sell, some of which are "french Providential" style. I am not familiar with either of those things.
I had to post this next one in it's entirety because I don't think my describing it to you could have done it justice. It's heading is "free to upholster student" (which I don't quite get, either):
this is a chair from the 20's it is a rocker,has wheels,and alot of fancy wood work very nice chair but needs a uphostery job has original material i used this chair for many many years till grandson wiggled arm enough it came off its not broke its like i lost the screws its wierd and the wood work is perfect i can send pics if needed but this would be great for some one learning big pieces and straight cuts this is a family chair it was great great grandmas small chair she was 4 ft tall sits low to floor
thanks
Woah. That's a whole lotta single sentence right there. I wonder if the author came up for air when writing it?
I have no idea what this next person is looking for:
Im Lookings for Gondolas
I need a bout 20 secation gandola 2 sided . i need it for grocery store im willing to pay around $40 per secation.you can email me at (removed by NM)
Is a 'Gondola' the same as a 'gandola', and what exactly is a 'secation'?
Finally, we have a post that alarms me:
Doing TATTOOS CHEAP
Hi im looking for a few new people to Tattoo. im very professional. all (((((new needles))))) an everythings pressure cooked in front of u. Im very professional an respectful to the client. for exsample those stars for 70 that butterfly is 40 the cultic heart is 50 an the heart with the banner with color an name 60 WILL TRADE FOR A NICE DIGITAL CAMERA!
First of all, a cheap tattoo isn't always a good thing. I don't understand why there are multiple parenthesies around the words 'new needles', and I sure as fuck wouldn't get inked by a guy who can't spell OR punctuate appropriately. I wonder how many people come out of his shop with thing's like 'Your Next' and ' mohter' etched into their skin. I'm not even going to touch the fact that he's willing to trade tattoos for a digital camera.
Watch this space for more classified and craigslist madness, coming soon!
Today, I managed to find these gems:
The man in the photo above is looking for love, apparently. He describes himself thus-ly:
looking for women - 45
i am single mail 45 yrs old looking for a friend/lover/solmat . am a social drinker open minded like to mike popple laugh and horney ass hell !!! can you take care of it grils ??? xoxo
*sigh* Where to begin...? First of all, if he is 45, I'm a monkey's uncle. Secondly...yeah, you know what? I'm not even going to go there. I think that his self description says it all, don't you?
Next, I found someone who is selling a "CARIO CABBINET WITH SOME DOLLS IN IT" (caps are their own work, not mine).
What is a cario cabbinet, exactly, and why does it have dolls in it? Why are the dolls included? Are they nailed or permanently attached to the piece of furniture?
A "Ma-hoggeny dinning table with leef" caught my eye next. I'm not familiar with the wood or the 'leef', but there seem to be an awful lot of 'dinning' tables up for sale in my locality. Are people sitting around these tables and shouting or playing loud music, perhaps?
I'm still trying to figure out what the next items are:
"Caprice - name brand" When I clicked on the ad, there was a photo of pants. I'm thinking that maybe the author wanted to sell their capri pants..?
There seems to be a lot of pieces of furniture called "Chester drawers" that people are trying to sell, some of which are "french Providential" style. I am not familiar with either of those things.
I had to post this next one in it's entirety because I don't think my describing it to you could have done it justice. It's heading is "free to upholster student" (which I don't quite get, either):
this is a chair from the 20's it is a rocker,has wheels,and alot of fancy wood work very nice chair but needs a uphostery job has original material i used this chair for many many years till grandson wiggled arm enough it came off its not broke its like i lost the screws its wierd and the wood work is perfect i can send pics if needed but this would be great for some one learning big pieces and straight cuts this is a family chair it was great great grandmas small chair she was 4 ft tall sits low to floor
thanks
Woah. That's a whole lotta single sentence right there. I wonder if the author came up for air when writing it?
I have no idea what this next person is looking for:
Im Lookings for Gondolas
I need a bout 20 secation gandola 2 sided . i need it for grocery store im willing to pay around $40 per secation.you can email me at (removed by NM)
Is a 'Gondola' the same as a 'gandola', and what exactly is a 'secation'?
Finally, we have a post that alarms me:
Doing TATTOOS CHEAP
Hi im looking for a few new people to Tattoo. im very professional. all (((((new needles))))) an everythings pressure cooked in front of u. Im very professional an respectful to the client. for exsample those stars for 70 that butterfly is 40 the cultic heart is 50 an the heart with the banner with color an name 60 WILL TRADE FOR A NICE DIGITAL CAMERA!
First of all, a cheap tattoo isn't always a good thing. I don't understand why there are multiple parenthesies around the words 'new needles', and I sure as fuck wouldn't get inked by a guy who can't spell OR punctuate appropriately. I wonder how many people come out of his shop with thing's like 'Your Next' and ' mohter' etched into their skin. I'm not even going to touch the fact that he's willing to trade tattoos for a digital camera.
Watch this space for more classified and craigslist madness, coming soon!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Ch-ch-ch-changes.
I've lost weight. Again.
Saturday I was wearing jeans that I haven't been able to fit into since 2006. I wore size medium scrubs to work yesterday and spent most of the day pulling them up because they were sagging - they're slightly too big.
I am now wearing a size 'S' scrubs. I haven't been a size 'S' ANYthing since 2006.
My duty pants are too big, my jeans are too big and most of the T-shirts I have are so loose it looks like I'm wearing someone else's clothes.
My butt is smaller (and firmer), I'm starting to get definition in my abs, and I can actually see my biceps when I flex them now. My calves are very well defined and I can actually see my quads without flexing them. I feel smaller.
Once upon a time, not too long ago, a size 3 was too big for me. I was shopping in the kid's clothing department, and I didn't see anything wrong with that. I could wear my daughter's clothes and I thought it was cool.
I don't want to be that small again. I like my curves and shape, I just want them to be a little firmer overall. I'm not worried about my weight; I have muscle mass that makes me weigh heavy - I'm more focused on overall health, shape and size.
Firm, toned and healthy. That's my goal.
Saturday I was wearing jeans that I haven't been able to fit into since 2006. I wore size medium scrubs to work yesterday and spent most of the day pulling them up because they were sagging - they're slightly too big.
I am now wearing a size 'S' scrubs. I haven't been a size 'S' ANYthing since 2006.
My duty pants are too big, my jeans are too big and most of the T-shirts I have are so loose it looks like I'm wearing someone else's clothes.
My butt is smaller (and firmer), I'm starting to get definition in my abs, and I can actually see my biceps when I flex them now. My calves are very well defined and I can actually see my quads without flexing them. I feel smaller.
Once upon a time, not too long ago, a size 3 was too big for me. I was shopping in the kid's clothing department, and I didn't see anything wrong with that. I could wear my daughter's clothes and I thought it was cool.
I don't want to be that small again. I like my curves and shape, I just want them to be a little firmer overall. I'm not worried about my weight; I have muscle mass that makes me weigh heavy - I'm more focused on overall health, shape and size.
Firm, toned and healthy. That's my goal.
Monday, March 16, 2009
No stories.
I'm not quitting totally... not just yet.
I just got done signing more confidentiality agreements and clauses than I have ever signed in my entire life for any job, ever. The short version of the deal is that I get fired if I talk about work. Period. I know I have people who read my blog in my locality and I'm not willing to risk getting 'Dooce'd' (Heather B. Armstrong, aka 'Dooce', got fired from a job for blogging about her coworkers, hence the phrase Dooce'd).
So, whilst I'll still be blogging, there won't be any tales from the rehab facility. EMS, yes - and I still have tales waiting to be told on that front - but there won't be any LTCF stories, no matter who much I want to tell them.
I just got done signing more confidentiality agreements and clauses than I have ever signed in my entire life for any job, ever. The short version of the deal is that I get fired if I talk about work. Period. I know I have people who read my blog in my locality and I'm not willing to risk getting 'Dooce'd' (Heather B. Armstrong, aka 'Dooce', got fired from a job for blogging about her coworkers, hence the phrase Dooce'd).
So, whilst I'll still be blogging, there won't be any tales from the rehab facility. EMS, yes - and I still have tales waiting to be told on that front - but there won't be any LTCF stories, no matter who much I want to tell them.
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