Despite knowing one or two exceptional Doctors in their field, I'll do damn near anything in my power to avoid seeing them on any kind of professional level. Staying away from any Doctor in their natural working environment, is just how I try to roll. Because the one constant in the universe that shall never change no matter what, is if you give a Doctor an opportunity to find something wrong with you, they probably will!
Part of the equation also seems to include the fact, that they know you don't get in to see them very often. You can actually see it in their eyes as they read the chart. It's as if they can't believe no one but them has had the chance to violate and investigate some type of virginal flesh. This is always followed by, "we'll have to set you up with a barrage of tests. Just to see what's really going on with you Mr. Bammer."
So here I sit, cheap plastic bracelet with all of my vital statistics on the left wrist. Wondering to myself, how is it that so many parts of my body can be violated for some type of sample or another? Why would so many blood samples be required? Can all of the different ghouls requiring my blood, not just do all the tests they need to together?
Why the hell would you need a swab from inside there?
Pee in a bottle sure! But THAT my very well, if not over-educated young lady, is NOT a bottle! Oh a pill bottle maybe, but definitely not what came to mind upon your request!
What does the fluid from my eye have to do with anything?
Yes my blood pressure is fluctuating! Wouldn't yours, if you were in here for so long that you know everyone on both the Day AND Afternoon shifts?
I didn't go to school for all of this crap like you guy's, but it would seem to me that if you planned, (or even thought there was a remote chance) of taking another blood sample, you might have wanted to just tape down that original needle at the time.
Yes thank you, I am very hungry. An IV drip should do just the trick! YUM !!!
It's not serious but, I'll be damned if I don't have ten different things wrong with me after this latest little "check-up." Suddenly I have pills to take that no less than three Doctors have no idea, how I ever lived without taking them before.
This "check-up" also spawned three new appointments over the next few weeks to, "get things back on track."
Doctors!
With all due respect to those I do know, I'd rather live without'em.
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Unfortunately this weeks Frantic Friday has been put on hold. I apologise to everyone for the delay, but it appears that pretty constant horizontal positioning will be taking over my immediate future.
I can't take an Aspirin without coming to a crashing halt and instantaneous sleep. I can't imagine what the hell this pharmaceutical salad of pills & caplets is going to do to me. Sianara for now all. We'll see you on the other side of Easter.
Be good to the Bunny! Remember, he does all this without magic flying reindeer and a sled of any kind! Now THAT's impressive!
:)
My sincerest thanks for dropping by....
4/09/2009
4/06/2009
Shouldn't you be Truckin'....
YES! Yes you should !!!
Truckin' - April 2009, Vol. 8, Issue 4
1. Brownstone by Paul McGuire
Nothing existed for her before 1944. She was very vague with that part of her life during the war in Europe. She left behind something so incredibly horrifying that she wanted to erase those connections to that past. The vastness of the Atlantic ocean was far enough distance for her to feel safe enough to establish roots and start over a new life in Brooklyn... More
2. An Essay . . . Or A White Paper To Depravity by May B. Yesno
I watched Sister for some period, observing the color ebb and flow through her throat and those portions of her face I could see, as she bent over the papers. I knew she was just from the showers and spending time with Mother, and could imagine the warm glow burning in her veins. My pulse sped slightly... More
3. Grassy Knoll by Milton T. Burton
Oswald's third shot came about a half second before mine did, but he missed. It was then that I realized what I'd been hearing wasn't no motorcycle. Those two shots coming that close together are what screwed up the investigation and caused all that damn fool crap about the echoes and the acoustics in Dealey Plaza. It was my shot that got him, though... More
4. Red No. 5 by Betty Underground
It had been close to 6 years since he had pulled that custom made emerald ring of the pocket of his jeans, picked the lint off it and woke me from the dead of sleep to ask me if I would promise to spend a big piece of forever with him. A non conventional proposal but they were the exact words I wanted to hear. Forever was something neither of us believed in, but we both knew that we wanted to look at each other's faces over the newspaper for a ton of Sundays... More
5. The Sandstorm Scholarships by Johnny Hughes
When Henry was eleven, his father wanted him to spend time with Jiggs Monroe, the 90-year-old former foreman of the Foster Ranch. Jiggs insisted on sitting outside the ranch house on folding chairs in a raging sandstorm. Henry's two older cousins fled to the house. Jiggs said, "You can judge a man by a sandstorm. We'd watch a young cowboy, and see how he acted. We'd see if he complained. You don't complain. You are tough."... More
What a Long Strange Trip It's Been...
From the Editor's Laptop:
Welcome back to another edition of Truckin' featuring selections from five veteran scribes. Milton T. Burton shared a conspiracy tale, while May B. Yesno penned a sultry story, and Betty Underground returned with the first part of a series of stories about... colors and other things. And what's Truckin' without a story from the legendary Johnny Hughes? His topic, this time? Sandstorms. Oh, and I almost forgot about a short story that I penned about Brooklyn.
Please spread the word about Truckin' by any means necessary. You will increase your karma tenfold by telling your friends and family about your favorite stories. The writers write for free so they only compensation they get is the knowledge that people are digging their blood work.
And as always, please let me know if anyone is interested in being added to the mailing list or perhaps you are interested in writing for a future issue.
Before I go, I have to sincerely thank the writers for exposing the soul to the world. Thanks for taking this leap of faith with me.
Be good,
McG
"It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life. Where you stumble, there lies your treasure. - Joseph Campbell
* * * * *
Tao of Pauly -- http://mcgrupp.blogspot.com
Tao of Poker -- http://www.taopoker.com
Truckin' -- http://mcgtruckin.blogspot.com
Coventry - http://phish-coventry.com
Twitter - http://twitter.com/taopauly
FSL - http://www.fantasysportslive.com
Las Vegas Blog -- http://www.lasvegasvegas.com
My sincerest thanks for dropping by....
Truckin' - April 2009, Vol. 8, Issue 4
1. Brownstone by Paul McGuire
Nothing existed for her before 1944. She was very vague with that part of her life during the war in Europe. She left behind something so incredibly horrifying that she wanted to erase those connections to that past. The vastness of the Atlantic ocean was far enough distance for her to feel safe enough to establish roots and start over a new life in Brooklyn... More
2. An Essay . . . Or A White Paper To Depravity by May B. Yesno
I watched Sister for some period, observing the color ebb and flow through her throat and those portions of her face I could see, as she bent over the papers. I knew she was just from the showers and spending time with Mother, and could imagine the warm glow burning in her veins. My pulse sped slightly... More
3. Grassy Knoll by Milton T. Burton
Oswald's third shot came about a half second before mine did, but he missed. It was then that I realized what I'd been hearing wasn't no motorcycle. Those two shots coming that close together are what screwed up the investigation and caused all that damn fool crap about the echoes and the acoustics in Dealey Plaza. It was my shot that got him, though... More
4. Red No. 5 by Betty Underground
It had been close to 6 years since he had pulled that custom made emerald ring of the pocket of his jeans, picked the lint off it and woke me from the dead of sleep to ask me if I would promise to spend a big piece of forever with him. A non conventional proposal but they were the exact words I wanted to hear. Forever was something neither of us believed in, but we both knew that we wanted to look at each other's faces over the newspaper for a ton of Sundays... More
5. The Sandstorm Scholarships by Johnny Hughes
When Henry was eleven, his father wanted him to spend time with Jiggs Monroe, the 90-year-old former foreman of the Foster Ranch. Jiggs insisted on sitting outside the ranch house on folding chairs in a raging sandstorm. Henry's two older cousins fled to the house. Jiggs said, "You can judge a man by a sandstorm. We'd watch a young cowboy, and see how he acted. We'd see if he complained. You don't complain. You are tough."... More
What a Long Strange Trip It's Been...
From the Editor's Laptop:
Welcome back to another edition of Truckin' featuring selections from five veteran scribes. Milton T. Burton shared a conspiracy tale, while May B. Yesno penned a sultry story, and Betty Underground returned with the first part of a series of stories about... colors and other things. And what's Truckin' without a story from the legendary Johnny Hughes? His topic, this time? Sandstorms. Oh, and I almost forgot about a short story that I penned about Brooklyn.
Please spread the word about Truckin' by any means necessary. You will increase your karma tenfold by telling your friends and family about your favorite stories. The writers write for free so they only compensation they get is the knowledge that people are digging their blood work.
And as always, please let me know if anyone is interested in being added to the mailing list or perhaps you are interested in writing for a future issue.
Before I go, I have to sincerely thank the writers for exposing the soul to the world. Thanks for taking this leap of faith with me.
Be good,
McG
"It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life. Where you stumble, there lies your treasure. - Joseph Campbell
* * * * *
Tao of Pauly -- http://mcgrupp.blogspot.com
Tao of Poker -- http://www.taopoker.com
Truckin' -- http://mcgtruckin.blogspot.com
Coventry - http://phish-coventry.com
Twitter - http://twitter.com/taopauly
FSL - http://www.fantasysportslive.com
Las Vegas Blog -- http://www.lasvegasvegas.com
My sincerest thanks for dropping by....
Reflections of a Cave Dweller....
Stuff you should already know, but just in case!
1) Poker is S-T-U-P-I-D and should only be attempted by those wishing great harm on their Heart. (and of course Liver, if you're doing it right)
2) All Women should be treated with class, dignity and respect! That is of course, until they do something to make you see otherwise. (see also : Poles, Begging for tips & Single mom's with parents in Eastern Block Countries sections)
3) It is NOT your right because it's supposed to be your right. Each and every right is so very special, that even the little ones must be earned. ( see also : Entitlement, Poker & Douche-Bag sections)
4) The World needs to realize that humour really IS a funny thing. It applies so differently in so many situations and to so many unique beings, that it's really a wonder that more wars aren't started by some kind of joke. (see also : Sarcastic, Entitlement & Douche-Bag sections)
5) I really appreciated everyones well wishes for my recent celebration of aging. I had a blast all weekend and can't say enough about what kind of a lucky S.O.B. I am, to have such great group of family and friends that actually WANT to hang around and do crap with a Kid like me.
see also :
My sincerest thanks for dropping by....
1) Poker is S-T-U-P-I-D and should only be attempted by those wishing great harm on their Heart. (and of course Liver, if you're doing it right)
2) All Women should be treated with class, dignity and respect! That is of course, until they do something to make you see otherwise. (see also : Poles, Begging for tips & Single mom's with parents in Eastern Block Countries sections)
3) It is NOT your right because it's supposed to be your right. Each and every right is so very special, that even the little ones must be earned. ( see also : Entitlement, Poker & Douche-Bag sections)
4) The World needs to realize that humour really IS a funny thing. It applies so differently in so many situations and to so many unique beings, that it's really a wonder that more wars aren't started by some kind of joke. (see also : Sarcastic, Entitlement & Douche-Bag sections)
5) I really appreciated everyones well wishes for my recent celebration of aging. I had a blast all weekend and can't say enough about what kind of a lucky S.O.B. I am, to have such great group of family and friends that actually WANT to hang around and do crap with a Kid like me.
see also :
My sincerest thanks for dropping by....
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