JuicyLucy
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Yeah it hit my aunts street in Killian. She's ok, no power, no phone....but ok...Stay safe!
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They say Tangi Parish had 4 tornadoes today. The one that came close to me went a mile or so north of me. I got hail out of the storm but no damage.
Thank God, you've had enough disasters for one year (or a lifetime)....!They say Tangi Parish had 4 tornadoes today. The one that came close to me went a mile or so north of me. I got hail out of the storm but no damage.
I second what Lucy and inspects says. Wooooohoooooooo!!!!!!They say Tangi Parish had 4 tornadoes today. The one that came close to me went a mile or so north of me. I got hail out of the storm but no damage.
Dodged a bullet there
Thank God, you've had enough disasters for one year (or a lifetime)....!
I second what Lucy and inspects says. Wooooohoooooooo!!!!!!
Yur the last one who needs more Disaster in your life......!Thanks yall
South of me I heard a house was taken off its slab and set down beside it, trees snapped of like toothpicks, and damage like that. Governor declared a state of emergency from it. It came up very fast. Last night they was calling light chance of spotty showers. At 8 am they was calling for light rain in some area's and by 10 am tornadoes was on the ground. Even the TV weather news casters couldn't believe it. They said this is what is seen on Oklahoma, not here.
Yur the last one who needs more Disaster in your life......!
Amen to that
And people think I'm crazy for living where I do
, it's the living so far from EVERYTHING that would drive me insane
Seems like a thing as we get older doesn't it?That's what I like about it - but I'm ready for a smidgen of easier access to "stuff"
Seems like a thing as we get older doesn't it?
Yeah, I almost did the unthinkable last week: pay more for two 20 lb boxes of cat litter instead of the cheaper single 40 lb box - just because it hurts my shoulders to pick up 40 lbs,
That would have been a no-brainer for me; I couldn't lift 40 lbs if I wanted to! 20 lbs would be challenging! But that's why I have the ol man.
Andria
Ten years ago I could still easily carry two of those at the same time
And people think I'm crazy for living where I do
Would love to live up in Alaska like you do. My old ass probably couldn't handle it anymore but I always loved the lonely places.
Morning fugee's and GFY
Was romping with Rascal on the air mattress last night when the ex showed up. She was mad at me because he was too pooped after our wild romp to spend much time with her.
Howdy Juice....I worked late today.Fugees be snoozin' today
Howdy Juice....I worked late today.
How ya feeling?
I'm not sick....Pretty good Dale - you?
I'm not sick....
Was just wondering if you're feeling better, or whether you seen a different doctor.
Anything, just some GOOD news..
Good and bad news, I understand. Hope you get this shit sorted out asap..!I lost another four pounds
Insurance still has me on hold though
Got good news here. Our state tax refund was deposited, so we paid the escrow shortfall, yay! As soon as I get the receipt for the last payment I made to the attorneys handling my hospital bill, I'll be able to pay that off as well, the last 99.89. Then all I'll owe for that 2014 appendectomy will be $800-something to the surgeon, to whom I can start making bigger payments than the $20/mo I've been paying. Naturally, from all those with their hands out after that surgery, the surgeon gave me the SMALLEST "charity" discount on account of my no job/no insurance status.
Q: What's the diff between surgeons and God?
A: God doesn't think he's a surgeon.
Andria
That's awesome news!
Morning fugee's and GFY
Talked to work yesterday. They are going to get the paper work rolling to put me on disability I prefer to just go my ass back to work but these damn docs cant figure out the problem.
You might be better ahead, long run to bow your head and take the disability. I understand the desire to be at work. I genuinely do. I get bored senseless and lost trying to figure out what to piddle at, what to do to feel I contribute, to feel I earn anything much less merely my keep. That noted I do feel a lot better to not have the extra stress of having to be in a position where I 'forget' or mis-recall something and then be in professional capacity.
Then, I have done a bit differently too being 'general labor' only and set up to do multi-tasking at various 'jobs'. I have not been fortunate to have a goal oriented career that allowed solid focus. Yes, I know goal oriented careers can and do still multi-task but there is a difference between them and multi-tasking 'jobs'.
As it is I have to now deliberately unlearn the multi-tasking, learn to focus. Spoke with the actual psychologist a few days ago. She said it is actually humanly impossible to focus longer than forty five minutes to an hour upon something, they've did the research and found out folks go bonkers from it, contrarily folks go bonkers from the continual multi-tasking as well. You need to find the balance and it is not something they (the experts and pros at mental voodoo) have figured out or will soon figure out.
So I am now told, focus for 15 minute intervals on what I'm attempting. Then move on, come back later to it, do another 15 minutes. If I can hold 10 of 15 minutes I'm doing really good.
And of course the attention whoring Internet & Web are no real help either, as much as some of what I desire learning, doing require using it. "Oh look a squirrel!"
Speaking of needing to move and then return, need the and to go feed everyone. Grouchy has probably knocked 'his' chair over again. He'll be irked at 'Shy'lock over that. I got some Harvest Snaps beans to munch on too. Found some Tomato & basil flavored lentils yeterday. They are so yummy. Also the Mango Chilli Lime Black beans are yummy too.
Y'all run 'er slow. s & s all around.
I am climbing the walls now yet anytime I try to go do anything I end up gasping for breath. Simple shit like mopping the floor has me out of breath. No way I can return to work like that. I feel like a slug for not pulling my weight. Kinda useless. Everything was ok until I had that stint put in and they put me on Brilanta drug. One of the side effects is shortness of breath and I am one of a small number of people who had extended problems with shortness of breath from it. Before the stint surgery I was walking 10K steps a day with no problems. Now I need a fricken cart just to lean on when shopping. It sucks to no end.
My dad went into a deep depression after being put on disability in 1988. He was 62 and had worked since he was in the 4th grade. But instead of looking for positive ways of dealing with his disability, he turned inward and started drinking. He died an addict and an alcoholic.This is what disability is for - when you are not able to do what you did before - and you have been paying into the system your whole working life. It is NOT like going on welfare because you are lazy or milking unemployment - you pulled your weight already!
I'm at a big crossroads in my life also - it is frustrating and humbling and in some ways, a tad humiliating to me. But I realized there were a lot of adventures I wanted to take when I was younger but never found the time - now I can and I'm still young enough to want to, lol.
There is a whole world productive ways to give back to society at a pace you can keep up with that are not paid with money - but other rewards.
My husband was forced out of the working by disability about 15 years ago and fell into deep depression over it - felt worthless, like he wasn't much of a man because he could no longer punch a time clock. He later got certified to be a range instructor, that was just the beginning. He now holds low-cost classes to teach women how to safely handle firearms, chaired fundraising banquets for the NRA and raised thousands of dollars for a cause he really believes in.
It happened to my younger brother a few years ago - he has Meniere's disease and was devastated emotionally when he could no longer work because of unpredictable bouts of vertigo and profound hearing loss. He still had teenagers at home and was in hock up to his ears.
Now he is a world-ranked pinball champion and also volunteers for charity fundraising tournaments.
My dad went into a deep depression after being put on disability in 1988. He was 62 and had worked since he was in the 4th grade. But instead of looking for positive ways of dealing with his disability, he turned inward and started drinking. He died an addict and an alcoholic.
My dad was a pretty decent carpenter. Him and his brothers built the house that we lived in. It wasn't perfect by any means but my dad could build almost anything. He could have turned back to carpentry as a way to stay busy but instead he concentrated on drinking and making mine and especially my mom's life a living hell. When he died, he was finally at peace.A lot of people fall into that - my Mr tried heading in that direction - it was very rocky for awhile there.
My brother was already a serious alcoholic before his diagnosis - he got sober for awhile there but he's drinking again. He also has RA, like me, so his disabilities are profound and hard to deal with.
Doc, I would see a couple different doctors, that shit doesn't add up. That medication is nothing short of poison too.I am climbing the walls now yet anytime I try to go do anything I end up gasping for breath. Simple shit like mopping the floor has me out of breath. No way I can return to work like that. I feel like a slug for not pulling my weight. Kinda useless. Everything was ok until I had that stint put in and they put me on Brilanta drug. One of the side effects is shortness of breath and I am one of a small number of people who had extended problems with shortness of breath from it. Before the stint surgery I was walking 10K steps a day with no problems. Now I need a fricken cart just to lean on when shopping. It sucks to no end.