A Pictorial Day In The Life of, Well, Me
Squirrel Queen drives me to the Cardiologist.
Newscoma feeling all pensive about going to said doctor, who is reminded if you take your own picture, there is a chance that it will not look like Chris Wage or Sugarfused. I’m not usually cross-eyed, but I digress.
The stress test is set for 6 a.m. on Wednesday. I asked the doctor if I would puke. He said no one ever has before. I assured him that I would most likely be his first and he would no longer be a virgin to this. He’s from South Africa and has a great voice. He also doesn’t get my sense of humor.
As for the photo, the family got me a replacement heart, as my insurance isn’t so great.
Birthday goodness from JP.
Asshats left two kittens on our front porch last night. There were tiny. So we called our friends over at the Cat Emergency Clinic (Not really, Lisa Williams and her daughter Millie came to the rescue.) We can’t have kittens.
Here are two of the four reasons why we can’t have kittens. They monitored the cat situation very carefully.
Homer bids the white cat goodbye. Her maternal instinct came out.
Thus, my life in pictures. I know, a lot of the glamor here is just damn well overwhelming.
Coma, I had a stress test once but it was several years ago. From what I can remember, there wasn’t anything about it that made me feel queasy – just tired afterwards. I was apprehensive about it, too, but I bet you’ll get through it without throwing up
I’m keeping you in my thoughts and prayers!
Thanks. I appreciate it. Now, if I could just get my camera settings right
I guess we should be thankful that the aforementioned asshats left them with someone like you and didn’t just abandon or kill them.
See, even asshats know what a kind person you are.
I love the pictorial diary of your day! I’ve not had a stress test but several folks I know have and they were fine, no puking or anything.
Aw, poor kitties. At least there were just two of them I guess.
This post is why I love this blog: it has personal medical issues, sisters, cars, kittens, and zombies, all in one post. Amazing.
fellow blogger basegasket here of the Tennessee jed clan.
I had a stress test last year. no biggie. You will actually surprise yourself, your probably in better shape than you think.
I’ll lift a prayer for you.
This post is why I love this blog: it has personal medical issues, sisters, cars, kittens, and zombies, all in one post. Amazing.
Ibid.
‘coma, want me to take a picture of myself with the new CPAP machine headgear on when I get it next week? And send it to you? You could enlarge it and hang it up at your Halloween party and say “Helloooo Clarice” when anybody walks by.
By the way, you’re not alone with the medical thingys. I scared them very badly at the Sleep Center last night, apparently. Who knew? But as with you, all will be well.
I hope you girls went out for Frescas after the stress tests. And then everybody stretched out and had a lovely nap.
good luck. Before we got Cletus, I used to wish everyday that someone would leave a kitten on my front door step. Oh well.
“removable limbs” BWHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Hope all goes well on Wednesday. No worries if you puke, that’s why they make the big bucks.
Kittens!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thinking of you, hon, will keep fingers crossed…
cool pic post! your dogs are cute (n hairy which adds to cute factor)!!