What’s on the menu

I think I’m opting for surgery.  An ultrasound showed gallstones and I’ve had my share of sick, disgusting days – yes, I can be quite sick and disgusting at times but the times I’m referring to were me feeling sick and disgusting over the last few years and much worse in recent times.

I have an appointment with my Dr. to discuss the results of the ultrasound on the 4th.  From there I’ll know the next move and when.  Have I mentioned how I hate surgery?  I do, I really, really do, but in this case, I’m hoping for it.  Let’s get this shit over with and behind me and I can go back to being my sick and disgusting self.

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I am stuck again – I can’t log into Ultimate Poker.  I went for 2-3 months and didn’t even try to play, but I did log in from time to time just to see how the games were – and  managed to get into the game lobby.  Now I can’t.  I’ve tried numerous times the last few days and finally gave up and sent an email to tech support.  I did get a new phone but still have the same service provider and number so I have no idea what the problem is.  It is hateful that I live in Nevada and can’t play.

Wouldn’t that just suck the big one if all these companies come rolling into NV and I can’t play on any of them?  UGH!  I’m not far from the CA border, but still…

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I had the rocking Riot for the last 2 1/2 weeks and took him home on Monday.  Silence reigns supreme.  It’s wonderful.  It’s practically impossible to do any work (writing is what I do) with him around.  Love the boy to death but I should have just given up and put duct tape on his mouth for hells sake. He was sad to go home and cried just before we got to his house.  School starts for him on the 26th and that should keep him busy.  He’s really never happy at home and I feel for him but there’s nothing I can do about it. If you’ve ever spent much time around a 9 year-old, you know what the expression “he’s nine” actually entails.

Ahhhh well, nice to have my little home back to me and war dog Scout.

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Scout and I started trekking the desert again last night.  We had almost a week off due to hot weather and an extreme rain/wind storm that came up out of nowhere.  I love those storms.  If not for her tendencies to go lunatic when she hears a backfire, thunder, gunshot, or extreme noise, I would go outside and sit in a lawn chair in the car shade and just enjoy that incredible rush your senses pick up when there’s a big storm rolling in.

It was a two pill drugging day for her.  I’m not a big fan of those pills because of what it does to her — picture her laying on the floor with her mouth half open, barely able to open her eyes…you know…like a human that drank to much whiskey) — but she’s unbelievable without them; some storms are a 1-pill kind of day.  Just imagine this 90 pound, four-legged thing that looks like her eyes are going to pop out of her head and her ears are so pinned back one would think I had them surgically attached that way.  Then imagine that she’s pacing, pacing, pacing, and sticks her nose in the back of my knee and follows my every move if I try walking through the house.  Bring on the drugs baby!  If I left her alone in the house, she’d be bouncing off the couches and kitchen bar stools and anything else that got in her way.

The small sinkholes in the back of my property are growing every time it rains, that means I need to shovel up the gravel and wheelbarrow it out to various spots and start filling.  Yah, yah, in the next few days. This is some crazy ground out here.  That’s why modulars are so popular.

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The loons that live behind me are starting to break down my normally strong resolution about getting along with neighbors.  It’s a number of incidences, like rolling in with the music so loud the thumping bass almost knocks you out of your chair – and they do it at all hours of the day and night.  Now they are practicing their golf swing, supposedly trying to hit golf balls to the vacant land on our west side.  Unfortunately they can’t golf worth a shit so I find golf balls in the back of the property almost every morning.  Thankfully they aren’t good enough to hit a ball any distance so I’m not worried about windows on the house right now.  I take the golf balls and throw them down the sinkholes.  It’s easy to make a hole-in-one when you’re standing right over it.  *Tee hee*

Tomorrow will be a strange day for me, my oldest son is coming back out to stay with me for a while. Umnhhhh…do kids ever grow up and leave home? Here’s the downside, if your kids don’t get setup on their own, who the hell is going to help you if you get ancient and decrepit and need a place to live.

The sun’s going down out here in sinkhole land and I’ve got a walk planned with my doggie-o.  Laters….

4 thoughts on “What’s on the menu”

  1. Yeah, been there and done that. Hope they have a laproscopic version now. Mine was back in the dark ages. Doc was a friend and saved the contents in a bottle for me. They looked exactly like nice size purple raspberries. Really! 6-8 of them.

    So, if you’re with someone who annoys you and see me coming. Nudge them and say, “ask him about his surgery” and then run like hell.

    P.S. You still have the most annoying Capcha setup on the Internet. LOL

  2. Ken, I read about two different versions of how the surgery would be done. I was a kidney donor years ago, and had a hysterectomy (also years ago), I know about those abdominal incisions and how hard they can be on you – but at this point, I would opt for either one. Interesting that the stones were purple. On the ultrasound they were a very vivid white.

    The capcha – it’s horrible, mine is ‘tifidard’ ‘valet’ WTF is tifidard…just saying…without me having to look it up.

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