December 31, 2024Dec 31 Deductible has to be met right?? Also, your name is on the board in picture in case you care. Get well man.
December 31, 2024Dec 31 33 minutes ago, Armybrat said: Guess where I am….again. On the bright side, your temp is 98.0 degrees, so you Got That Goin' For You, Which is Nice.
December 31, 2024Dec 31 46 minutes ago, Armybrat said: Guess where I am….again. Make sure you get a sponge bath from Michael.
December 31, 2024Dec 31 I have reached the age where towel drying the underside of my scrotum after my morning shower is typically the highlight of my day. Not in an erotic sense, more in a scratching that itch that you didn't even realize you had kind of way.
December 31, 2024Dec 31 44 minutes ago, nnm said: Make sure you get a sponge bath from Michael. Already done, assisted by Amari (no pics of her though)
December 31, 2024Dec 31 You aren't fooling us https://www.instagram.com/reel/DDmplvYtOvg/?igsh=azdhZHcxOXY2NXVk
January 4Jan 4 Popular Post On 1/3/2025 at 9:01 AM, WithoutAClue said: I was fencing until the pandemic. About 20 years older than the seasoned adults, 40+ years more than the mobs of pretty-good high school/college kids. You had to use your brain. So at the start of each tournament round, when you'd shake hands, I, graybeard, might hunch over a little extra, maybe wheeze out a "let's just have a good fun match," sort of slouch back, put on mask and get in a stance. And the EXACT SPLIT SECOND the judge said "fence," leap through the air and stab em in the face. Damn it felt good to be a gangster.
January 7Jan 7 Waiting to get discharged from the ER again. 7th “visit” in one year. Sucks shit through a straw
January 7Jan 7 Had a colonoscopy this morning. Nothing but jello to eat yesterday and had to get up at 3:30am today to choke down the laxatives. But if you've over 45, this is absolutely necessary.
January 7Jan 7 4 hours ago, Armybrat said: Waiting to get discharged from the ER again. 7th “visit” in one year. Sucks shit through a straw Dude, get the ablation scheduled already!
January 8Jan 8 6 hours ago, SurlyGator said: Dude, get the ablation scheduled already! I have SVT and was on medication for a few years to control it. Over time the meds became less effective so I finally gave into having an ablation done. I was a bit apprehensive but am glad that I finally had it done. It has been almost two years since I had the procedure and have not had any issues. I was semi alert during the procedure as I could feel them artificially changing my heart rate. During the procedure I developed a horrible itch and kept trying to scratch it. They told me to stop but the irritation was too great so they ended up restraining my hands. Post procedure you have to lay on your back for about 4 to 6 hours. After that you are pretty much back to normal. After about 3 weeks I was back to playing full court basketball.
January 8Jan 8 I was in and out of the airport several times in December, at some point, hoisting my backpack onto my shoulder, I wrenched my left shoulder and it's killing me for the last month. Last weekend, while drying my feet after getting out of the shower, something in my left hip let go, and now that's killing me. My right knee will eventually get replaced but for now it's killing me. My left knee that did get replaced feels great. Getting old sucks, what should I do differently?
January 8Jan 8 Just now, tbone_ said: Isn’t there only one other option? Apparently. Stop using tapatalk.
January 8Jan 8 On 1/7/2025 at 4:06 PM, SurlyGator said: Dude, get the ablation scheduled already! Have an appointment with the electro cardiologist on the 20th to set it up. Wish I had taken his suggestion 14 months ago.
January 9Jan 9 Have an appointment with the electro cardiologist on the 20th to set it up. Wish I had taken his suggestion 14 months ago.Who’s your dude?
January 9Jan 9 6 hours ago, Brisketexan said: Who’s your dude? Peter Cheung at Scott & White (Round Rock & Temple) he did my pacemaker and will do the ablation-
January 9Jan 9 On 12/15/2024 at 12:58 AM, Elvis said: Today is day 13 That's nasty as fuck. The right one is even worse. You definitely tore or sprained the shit out of the ligaments.
January 10Jan 10 Popular Post Not sure where to post this, but my father in law died today. His three daughters and ailing wife were by his side. He fell a few weeks ago and hurt his hip, and it proved too much to recover from. He was a good man, a good father, a marine, a full Colonel, and served his country on the battle field in Vietnam. He rose the ranks to officer during that war. He never told his family of what he had to do to come home alive. He spent his career all over the world, with home base at Pendleton or the pentagon. I was told he demanded he be allowed to fly back from somewhere overseas to see one of his daughters graduate. He later was discharged honorably so I assume his persuasive skills worked. He testified at the Ollie North trials, and retired to a last post for the marines as the commander of the Texas A&M corps of cadets. Yes he was an Aggie and that was his retirement dream job, and he got it. He was a good one. When his daughter came out to him in the early 80’s he spent one day thinking about it. He talked to some colleagues in the marines no less, came home and told the family, she’s our daughter, she’s gay, this is who she is, we love her and so we accept her, and like a good marine officer he said, “and that’s the end of it, I don’t want to hear another word.” This was at a time when gay folk were as feared and hated as my people now. His response cemented his legacy as an amazing father for her. later in life, as the time for him was coming to an end, he was a favorite of the memory care and assisted living staff. He was sweet, funny and had many admirers among the staff. During his last days, a half dozen of them came to say goodbye, and when the funeral home took him out of the facility - draped with a US flag - the care givers lined the hallways to say goodbye. to me the measure of a good man (would apply to a good woman too), is the impact you have on those closest too you. From his kids to those who cared for him at the end of his life, it’s apparent he made an impression and left a mark. He loved, and he was loved. he will have a military burial in a few weeks, and when that is done my wife and I will head to the coast to enjoy his motorhome, hang a picture of him and his wife and celebrate the life of a man who made a difference.
January 10Jan 10 He may well be tuning over in his grave (were he already buried) at all the Hook 'Ems that post received, but I contributed one as well. Well written.
January 10Jan 10 10 minutes ago, SurlyGator said: He may well be tuning over in his grave (were he already buried) at all the Hook 'Ems that post received, but I contributed one as well. Well written. At least two but I think all three daughters went to UT. His son in law - from a vintage Texas family - also went to UT, so he quickly became a 2%er later in life. A gentle guy who wanted peace and serenity over rivalry squabbles.
January 12Jan 12 Ok. PR and BP are normal, but a little bit of flutter now & then. Just waiting for the appointment on the 20th. No frisky time with Mrs. Brat though.
January 12Jan 12 Ok. PR and BP are normal, but a little bit of flutter now & then. Just waiting for the appointment on the 20th. No frisky time with Mrs. Brat though.If you need us to pick up the slack and take care of the missus…@MissingInAction is always willing to step up.
January 12Jan 12 4 minutes ago, Brisketexan said: If you need us to pick up the slack and take care of the missus…@MissingInAction is always willing to step up. Always.
January 13Jan 13 Popular Post Sigh. Have reached that point with the old man. Right before we left for Germany a couple of weeks ago, he had a slight fender-bender. But his story about it, and how it happened, was confusing. Then, one of my wife's friends (who lives down the street from my dad) called her to share with her that she had concerns about his driving - he'd seem confused in their small sub-area, had gone out an entrance drive, etc. So, I was going to have to have a tough call with my old man when I got back. Well, I was back in town and up and running yesterday (even though I feel like shit - brought back a respiratory infection with me). Got in touch with my dad....and he took the lead. Said he had more to tell me about the accident. Turns out, it was his fault, he tried to change lanes without looking adequately (which happens), but he voiced that in just the last month or so, he feels like his vision and reflexes have declined....so he probably shouldn't drive. So he'll need my help to get the car into the shop for repairs, and then to figure out what to do with it. And then, "I guess I'll need to start taking Uber." I told him that YES, and that's GOOD AND FINE. So, tonight, I'm going to make sure his app is set up, and maybe we'll even take a test trip to dinner and back. But it's hard, of course. He's an independent man, and stubborn like all of us. But god bless him, he's an engineer, and he sees shit pretty matter-of-fact from a safety standpoint. And when he realized the data said he shouldn't drive anymore, he made the decision himself. I'm really proud of him for that. But what killed me was him telling me that he was so sorry for asking for my help, and imposing. He and my mom always tried to NOT be a burden, to NOT need my help, so he's sorry that's changing. I told him to stop that -- and that one of the things I've realized is that needing help doesn't mean you're a burden, or you're imposing, or you're a problem. It means you're part of a family and a community. I need help sometimes, and it's hard for me to ask for it and accept it because I'm a problem-SOLVER to the core of my being (he's the same way). But we need to get over that shit. It's okay to need help, and to ask for it. It's what we do. I'm headed over there tonight to see him. I feel pretty shitty about how little help I've been since my mom died. This shit is hard.
January 13Jan 13 23 minutes ago, Brisketexan said: Sigh. Have reached that point with the old man. Right before we left for Germany a couple of weeks ago, he had a slight fender-bender. But his story about it, and how it happened, was confusing. Then, one of my wife's friends (who lives down the street from my dad) called her to share with her that she had concerns about his driving - he'd seem confused in their small sub-area, had gone out an entrance drive, etc. So, I was going to have to have a tough call with my old man when I got back. Well, I was back in town and up and running yesterday (even though I feel like shit - brought back a respiratory infection with me). Got in touch with my dad....and he took the lead. Said he had more to tell me about the accident. Turns out, it was his fault, he tried to change lanes without looking adequately (which happens), but he voiced that in just the last month or so, he feels like his vision and reflexes have declined....so he probably shouldn't drive. So he'll need my help to get the car into the shop for repairs, and then to figure out what to do with it. And then, "I guess I'll need to start taking Uber." I told him that YES, and that's GOOD AND FINE. So, tonight, I'm going to make sure his app is set up, and maybe we'll even take a test trip to dinner and back. But it's hard, of course. He's an independent man, and stubborn like all of us. But god bless him, he's an engineer, and he sees shit pretty matter-of-fact from a safety standpoint. And when he realized the data said he shouldn't drive anymore, he made the decision himself. I'm really proud of him for that. But what killed me was him telling me that he was so sorry for asking for my help, and imposing. He and my mom always tried to NOT be a burden, to NOT need my help, so he's sorry that's changing. I told him to stop that -- and that one of the things I've realized is that needing help doesn't mean you're a burden, or you're imposing, or you're a problem. It means you're part of a family and a community. I need help sometimes, and it's hard for me to ask for it and accept it because I'm a problem-SOLVER to the core of my being (he's the same way). But we need to get over that shit. It's okay to need help, and to ask for it. It's what we do. I'm headed over there tonight to see him. I feel pretty shitty about how little help I've been since my mom died. This shit is hard. I'm in a very similar position with my dad. His actual driving seems to be ok (I hope), but he's now gotten mixed up twice now coming to visit me and ended up on the other side of town before he realized something wasn't right. We have Life360 on his phone but sometimes he manages to turn it off (no fucking idea how he does that on accident). He lives out in the sticks in east TX so my biggest concern with his driving is him getting truly lost out there or running out of gas because he wasn't paying attention to it.
January 13Jan 13 20 minutes ago, Brisketexan said: Sigh. Have reached that point with the old man. Right before we left for Germany a couple of weeks ago, he had a slight fender-bender. But his story about it, and how it happened, was confusing. Then, one of my wife's friends (who lives down the street from my dad) called her to share with her that she had concerns about his driving - he'd seem confused in their small sub-area, had gone out an entrance drive, etc. So, I was going to have to have a tough call with my old man when I got back. Well, I was back in town and up and running yesterday (even though I feel like shit - brought back a respiratory infection with me). Got in touch with my dad....and he took the lead. Said he had more to tell me about the accident. Turns out, it was his fault, he tried to change lanes without looking adequately (which happens), but he voiced that in just the last month or so, he feels like his vision and reflexes have declined....so he probably shouldn't drive. So he'll need my help to get the car into the shop for repairs, and then to figure out what to do with it. And then, "I guess I'll need to start taking Uber." I told him that YES, and that's GOOD AND FINE. So, tonight, I'm going to make sure his app is set up, and maybe we'll even take a test trip to dinner and back. But it's hard, of course. He's an independent man, and stubborn like all of us. But god bless him, he's an engineer, and he sees shit pretty matter-of-fact from a safety standpoint. And when he realized the data said he shouldn't drive anymore, he made the decision himself. I'm really proud of him for that. But what killed me was him telling me that he was so sorry for asking for my help, and imposing. He and my mom always tried to NOT be a burden, to NOT need my help, so he's sorry that's changing. I told him to stop that -- and that one of the things I've realized is that needing help doesn't mean you're a burden, or you're imposing, or you're a problem. It means you're part of a family and a community. I need help sometimes, and it's hard for me to ask for it and accept it because I'm a problem-SOLVER to the core of my being (he's the same way). But we need to get over that shit. It's okay to need help, and to ask for it. It's what we do. I'm headed over there tonight to see him. I feel pretty shitty about how little help I've been since my mom died. This shit is hard. It’s a hard season, to be sure. We went through it with all 4 parents (Mrs. NNM’s and mine). My dad was a brilliant, international polymath. Seeing him shrink physically and mentally (he ultimately died of Alzheimer’s complications) was so hard, but also so sweet. Savor the time with him. It will be gone before you know it. Do a “pre-mortem” with him. Assume he will be gone in 2 years. List out all the things you would do with him so that you wouldn’t be regretful two years from now. And then do those things. If that means moving him closer to you, great. Having him downsize and move now, when he’s still able to lead and make decisions would be awesome. On the driving thing, my brother had the conversation with dad, and he did a great job. He said “Dad, you’re incredibly wise, and you have always made great decisions. But you can’t make fast decisions anymore. And driving is a series of incredibly fast decisions. Do you think you should still be driving?” Dad saw the light and voluntarily gave it up.
January 13Jan 13 Just now, NorthLoop said: I'm in a very similar position with my dad. His actual driving seems to be ok (I hope), but he's now gotten mixed up twice now coming to visit me and ended up on the other side of town before he realized something wasn't right. We have Life360 on his phone but sometimes he manages to turn it off (no fucking idea how he does that on accident). He lives out in the sticks in east TX so my biggest concern with his driving is him getting truly lost out there or running out of gas because he wasn't paying attention to it. Yeah.....I need to get my dad a fall-alert watch/bracelet or something like that. He is alone there in his house, and if he fell, I might not know for a day. I need to just have a check-in with him EVERY DAY, and that's going to be something new to add to my routine as well. And, getting out was important to him - he'd go to the grocery, and just walk the whole place for his steps, maybe pick up a couple of things. I still want him to do that, even with Uber. So, going to have to build some new routines.
January 13Jan 13 1 minute ago, nnm said: If that means moving him closer to you, great. Having him downsize and move now, when he’s still able to lead and make decisions would be awesome. Fortunately, he lives literally five minutes away, in a one-story house. But...we all know that his time there will end. There will come a day when it's not safe for him to be there alone. Not sure when that will be. But, we probably need to start thinking about options, and getting him on waiting lists.
January 13Jan 13 1 minute ago, Brisketexan said: Yeah.....I need to get my dad a fall-alert watch/bracelet or something like that. He is alone there in his house, and if he fell, I might not know for a day. I need to just have a check-in with him EVERY DAY, and that's going to be something new to add to my routine as well. And, getting out was important to him - he'd go to the grocery, and just walk the whole place for his steps, maybe pick up a couple of things. I still want him to do that, even with Uber. So, going to have to build some new routines. Put up an indoor camera or two also. Yes, you might occasionally see him in his boxers, but you’ll also get to see if something’s wrong.
January 13Jan 13 Maybe an Alexa type device that he can yell at if there is a problem and his phone is not near him. It saved my aunt when she fell and broke her leg.
January 13Jan 13 8 minutes ago, Brisketexan said: Yeah.....I need to get my dad a fall-alert watch/bracelet or something like that. He is alone there in his house, and if he fell, I might not know for a day. I need to just have a check-in with him EVERY DAY, and that's going to be something new to add to my routine as well. And, getting out was important to him - he'd go to the grocery, and just walk the whole place for his steps, maybe pick up a couple of things. I still want him to do that, even with Uber. So, going to have to build some new routines. The wife and I are looking into the alerting watches for ourselves. Just another door I haven't wanted to go through but it seems like it might be helpful. We moved both of our parents to our town when they reached the point that they couldn't drive on their own. The wife is a retired nurse so it fell to her to check on them several times a week. Eventually that became daily and then it became too much for her and we moved them into assisted living. Every one of those changes was met with resistance because they knew that things would never go back to what it was. Now, we find ourselves facing a lot of the same things and it saddens the fuck out of me.
January 13Jan 13 Wasn't sure where to put this. Friday I took my grandson to the Cotton Bowl. He's a teenager and full of life, so we get there when it opens at 3:30 for the pre-game hoopla. That means we leave the suburbs at about 2:30p just to make sure we can drive safely in bad conditions, which I was tense driving the entire time. We get to the stadium and to our seats around 5:30pm and I hadn't eaten since 6:00am, so my eyes are bigger than my stomach and I'm like that Chris Farley character, "Lay off me, I'm starving!". I house a cheesesteak and then get some popcorn and some soda. Note: I didn't drink one sip of alchohol in any varietal at all. The game starts and it's a great game until the 2nd and goal play. So we are engaged, yelling, standing, cheering, etc. for the full time excluding the dozens of media timeouts. We stick around after the game, buy some merch, putz around a bit-- end up at whataburger for a late night taquito-- and we end up at home around 1am. I pass out on the couch next to the fire. Well let me tell you, the next two days I feel like I was a 25 year old on a bender hitting the night life hard. My voice is raspy and almost gone, my neck hurts, my back hurts, my head aches, my body aches, I'm fatigued, I feel like I had a horrible hangover. Again, not one drink of booze at all. This goes on all weekend and just this morning I'm feeling myself. tl'dr: Longhorn cfp game gave me a 2 day "hangover". If that ain't getting old sucks, I don't know what is! Edited January 13Jan 13 by Vegas64
January 13Jan 13 21 minutes ago, Brisketexan said: Yeah.....I need to get my dad a fall-alert watch/bracelet or something like that. He is alone there in his house, and if he fell, I might not know for a day. I need to just have a check-in with him EVERY DAY, and that's going to be something new to add to my routine as well. And, getting out was important to him - he'd go to the grocery, and just walk the whole place for his steps, maybe pick up a couple of things. I still want him to do that, even with Uber. So, going to have to build some new routines. 20 minutes ago, Brisketexan said: Fortunately, he lives literally five minutes away, in a one-story house. But...we all know that his time there will end. There will come a day when it's not safe for him to be there alone. Not sure when that will be. But, we probably need to start thinking about options, and getting him on waiting lists. Thankfully my dad has been going and doing volunteer work (habitat, food bank stuff, etc) since his wife died a few months ago so that keeps him busy and not wasting away. My sister did put a camera in his living room. He's not bad enough for assisted living and he would absolutely fight us on it anyways if we tried, but we're talking about having some sort of in-home nurse come by a couple times a week to make sure he's taking his meds and maybe look for any weird shit that might concern us kids. Not sure how he'd react to that but it's probably needed sooner rather than later.
January 13Jan 13 1 hour ago, Brisketexan said: Sigh. Have reached that point with the old man. Right before we left for Germany a couple of weeks ago, he had a slight fender-bender. But his story about it, and how it happened, was confusing. Then, one of my wife's friends (who lives down the street from my dad) called her to share with her that she had concerns about his driving - he'd seem confused in their small sub-area, had gone out an entrance drive, etc. So, I was going to have to have a tough call with my old man when I got back. Well, I was back in town and up and running yesterday (even though I feel like shit - brought back a respiratory infection with me). Got in touch with my dad....and he took the lead. Said he had more to tell me about the accident. Turns out, it was his fault, he tried to change lanes without looking adequately (which happens), but he voiced that in just the last month or so, he feels like his vision and reflexes have declined....so he probably shouldn't drive. So he'll need my help to get the car into the shop for repairs, and then to figure out what to do with it. And then, "I guess I'll need to start taking Uber." I told him that YES, and that's GOOD AND FINE. So, tonight, I'm going to make sure his app is set up, and maybe we'll even take a test trip to dinner and back. But it's hard, of course. He's an independent man, and stubborn like all of us. But god bless him, he's an engineer, and he sees shit pretty matter-of-fact from a safety standpoint. And when he realized the data said he shouldn't drive anymore, he made the decision himself. I'm really proud of him for that. But what killed me was him telling me that he was so sorry for asking for my help, and imposing. He and my mom always tried to NOT be a burden, to NOT need my help, so he's sorry that's changing. I told him to stop that -- and that one of the things I've realized is that needing help doesn't mean you're a burden, or you're imposing, or you're a problem. It means you're part of a family and a community. I need help sometimes, and it's hard for me to ask for it and accept it because I'm a problem-SOLVER to the core of my being (he's the same way). But we need to get over that shit. It's okay to need help, and to ask for it. It's what we do. I'm headed over there tonight to see him. I feel pretty shitty about how little help I've been since my mom died. This shit is hard. I had to do all of this with my WWII-veteran grandfather in his last 5 years. He was fiercely independent but started having more and more "car issues". I can give you some awesome stories another time (some funny, some "oh shit"), but no matter how hard we tried to convince him (including me "anonymously reporting him" to DPS and them forcing him to take a driving test - WHICH HE SOMEHOW PASSED!), it was just like your dad ... it wasn't until *he* decided and accepted his limitations that he stopped driving. "Helping" him in his last 5-10 years was probably the greatest thing I've ever done, short of raising two good citizen kids. While it was tough, challenging (from him more often than not!), and a definite impact on life for me ... I would not have changed a single second of it. I would swing by after work several days a week and just hang out. A lot of the times, he'd have the channel with "Andy Griffith", or some western on, and he'd fall asleep in his chair for 30 minutes. I miss that old guy ... he was my hero. I strive to be half the man he was.
January 13Jan 13 30 minutes ago, RamjetFDO said: I had to do all of this with my WWII-veteran grandfather in his last 5 years. He was fiercely independent but started having more and more "car issues". I can give you some awesome stories another time (some funny, some "oh shit"), but no matter how hard we tried to convince him (including me "anonymously reporting him" to DPS and them forcing him to take a driving test - WHICH HE SOMEHOW PASSED!), it was just like your dad ... it wasn't until *he* decided and accepted his limitations that he stopped driving. "Helping" him in his last 5-10 years was probably the greatest thing I've ever done, short of raising two good citizen kids. While it was tough, challenging (from him more often than not!), and a definite impact on life for me ... I would not have changed a single second of it. I would swing by after work several days a week and just hang out. A lot of the times, he'd have the channel with "Andy Griffith", or some western on, and he'd fall asleep in his chair for 30 minutes. I miss that old guy ... he was my hero. I strive to be half the man he was. Yeah. I have been remiss in my my "spend time with the old man" duties. My job is demanding, time is short, all of the bullshit excuses.....none of which matter. Will be changing that post-haste, especially now that he's losing his big-picture mobility.
January 13Jan 13 2 hours ago, Brisketexan said: Yeah.....I need to get my dad a fall-alert watch/bracelet or something like that. He is alone there in his house, and if he fell, I might not know for a day. Check with his insurance. My mother's insurance covered one of those monitored bracelets 100%. ETA: check out Edited January 13Jan 13 by Jerry Callo
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