Posted on 04/08/2005 4:26:16 PM PDT by Eaker
Prayers for TexasCowboy!
TexasCowboy has been using his hip injury as an excuse to prevent his friends from shooting his new riot gun.
Well some of us offered to take a look at it for him and he decided both a proffesional and sober opinion might make more sense.
So he found a coupon and now he is going to let some old saw-bones cut on him.
Probably a better idea than letting us do it, but a few folks feelings are still hurt!
Please all say a prayer for our Cowboy that he is back in the saddle again real soon.
Let's just say I had a copy of a key to a hidden Treasure Chest, not on FR..:))
It is so refreshing to look back on "How It Was" when we were young....an entirely different world.
Going to bed now, and will check back tomorrow in case TC wants to chat while he recovers from flirting with the purdiest nurses ummm...rests...
This fella and his horse, Trigger, sez:
"Good night, Cowboy - we're watching over y'all tonight!" ---
Boos and hisses if things go slowly or the OR staff looks as if they did something the least bit ineptly -- Font Size "14" wild cheers reverberating throughout the uncushioned walls if things look "right" - I O Oh So H O..:))
NOW how am I going to get to sleep,
lying in bed laughing like this !!!
Shame on y'all, El Gato!!
hmmmm. . .'copy of a key to a hidden Treasure Chest, not on FR'. . .some torture to deal with here, on top of Roy's memory!
Say Good Night, Maggie.....
Likely one of the least unpleasant things you'll have to do to kick that cancer in it's butt. I remember having to do that when I had my back surgery a few years ago, in San Antonio. The worst of those tests, for shear terror, was the stress test, with the radionuclide imaging of my heart. My EKG apparently has a hitch in its getalong or something, and so they insisted on my seeing a Cardiologist and he insisted on the stress test.
A little word of advice to all here, if you ever have to have a stress test, and they give you the option of the treadmill or other exercise device or the chemical version, take the treadmill. Because of my weight, bad knee and the bad back (herniated disk) they wouldn't let me do the treadmill. The other one is quite frightening, even when they tell you what's going to happen, and the doctor tells you he was involved, as a guinea pig, in the first tests of chemical, before they had the dosage figured out. It's something like being shoved out of a perfectly good airplane, while blindfolded. Even though you're pretty sure the 'chute is going to open, you aren't THAT sure, and you have absolutely no control over the whole affair.
Do you see this, BG??
Yes! I see an outline of a box, with a small red X in the upper left hand corner! That's so cool! How'd you do that?
Well for Pete's sake. NOW it works. I see it!
I took it's Properties, put it in my address bar, hit Enter....and viewed it that way.
Then, I came back to the thread, and there it was.
I'm confused. Which, of course, doesn't take much....
But first, for Dinky Applebuns --- (wait for it!)
hahahahaha ---
ah....can you tell us what it is???
LOL!!!!!!!!
........and now, it's gone again.
I give up. Sheesh.
This better???
OOh that .. forgot to tell ya, I have a "small red x box" conforming fabricator .. ordered it special.
Night, Mr. G of Victoria..:))
Ride'm Termite!
I've never heard anyone else admit to that nor have I.
Well, yes I did tell someone once, they just looked at me like I was crazy and walked away.
Sometimes I bet he wishes I would just shut up for awhile so he can listen to others.
Gosh, I'm big enough to be two small guys, but I didn't know I was plural. :)
Los Gatos
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