Trouble in Paradise?

[SabreHorn]

Coyote?


You guys need to be more kind.

Should I just have asked how many pounds of flour?

 

[NRHorn]

Should I just have asked how many pounds of flour?

One of my all time favorites

 

[1sahorn]

Don't forget the Brits!

I think I took her on a "blind date" once. Blind as in I was blind drunk & had lost all inhibitions. I awoke next morning thinking "What the hell have I done?" The escape plan was the ole Coyote trick. Fortunately (or not) I had my arm 1/2 chewed thru when she awoke, screamed, "Oh my Gawd!! What the hell have I done?" She jumped up clutching the bedding to hide her brawny "feminine" parts & ran 1/2 exposed out the door screaming, "Oh, Sweet Jesus!! Please, not again. Oh Sweet Jesus, promise I'll be good from now on. Oh, Swee.........."
I wrapped a pillow case around my gnarly chewed left arm, looked in the mirror & said to self, "Self, you lucky sum-*****, you escaped 1 more time. You're just gonna HAVE to cut this s**t out!!!-"
Note to self, "Next time NO MORE THAN ONE 5th OF JACK!!! ONE 5th IS ALL!!!!

 

[1sahorn]

Coyote?


You guys need to be more kind.

I used to live in Coyote Canyon, NM in the Navajo Nation.
Quite literally. I lived in a Hogan & lived everything Dine' (The People as Navajos self reference).

 

[1sahorn]

Thanks, guys. Doing much better at this writing. Truth is, 2 nites ago I was in the breech...didn't know which way it would go. Due to some incredible medical teamwork, including RN, RT, pharm & hospitalist I'm still here, obnoxious as ever (thank God nurse aggy wasn't around).

Update: you'd swear I was on aggy roller-coaster. Things gettin' better, makin' good grades, my future's so bright I gotta wear...FUUUUURRRRK!!!! When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide. Then I stop & I turn & I go for a ride. When I get to the bottom then I'll see you...FUUUUURRRRKKKK.
Rinse wash repeat. I've been thru recurrent bouts of major hypoxia driven anxiety attacks (O2 sat. rates as low as 65%...OUCH!!! Major anxiety) with recurrent bouts of A-fib (PR bouncing between 45 - 155). Influenza A mucous refusing to exit lungs causing new Dx pneumonia. All to the tune of new Dx: CHF.
I just have to ask the Q, "Kids, are we having fun, yet?"
Spot of good news, my beloved daughter arrived noon yesterday from Brooklyn. Always a joy to see her, but preferably under different circumstances.
Current plan (revision # 4 from original plan): 2-3 more days hospital treatment followed by 1-2 weeks rehab before exiting for .
I am sincerely grateful for prayers to date & humbly request your continued intercession on behalf of my care- team. I have a quality team of MD's', RNs, RTs & ancillary staff. They are diligent, hard working humble human/medical service professionals who don't receive the credit they deserve. These people are walking into a petrie dish of influenza on a daily basis. You can tell they are tired, but they are here, Sun - Sat, 12:00 a.m. - 11:59:59 p.m....bags under their eyes. Maybe they've been home for a sandwich, shower, change of cloths, possibly a short nap, maybe not. I am in awe of the dedication of these people.
My request: pls take a short moment & send a positive affirmation to them from whatever faith belief you may have. They are deserving.

 

[nashhorn]

Doubt I could do it now at my age but would love to have experienced the ‘Dane’’ Culture/life first hand as you did when I was younger.
Separately, the healing power of a family visit is immeasurable. Glad your daughter could make it. Keep the faith Isa, we’re praying for ya.

 

[Horn6721]

1sa. I hope knowing you have so many praying and sending good thoughts makes you smile. Please post updates when you can as well as your on point posts on all things Horns

 

[WorsterMan]

Just the girl you would like to take home to momma!

Well, one thing that Brit shotputter has going for her... she is better looking than Whoopi Goldberg!!

 

[WorsterMan]

I think I took her on a "blind date" once. Blind as in I was blind drunk & had lost all inhibitions. I awoke next morning thinking "What the hell have I done?" The escape plan was the ole Coyote trick. Fortunately (or not) I had my arm 1/2 chewed thru when she awoke, screamed, "Oh my Gawd!! What the hell have I done?" She jumped up clutching the bedding to hide her brawny "feminine" parts & ran 1/2 exposed out the door screaming, "Oh, Sweet Jesus!! Please, not again. Oh Sweet Jesus, promise I'll be good from now on. Oh, Swee.........."
I wrapped a pillow case around my gnarly chewed left arm, looked in the mirror & said to self, "Self, you lucky sum-*****, you escaped 1 more time. You're just gonna HAVE to cut this s**t out!!!-"
Note to self, "Next time NO MORE THAN ONE 5th OF JACK!!! ONE 5th IS ALL!!!!

1SA Horn, it's good to have you back!!

 

[WorsterMan]

Update: you'd swear I was on aggy roller-coaster. Things gettin' better, makin' good grades, my future's so bright I gotta wear...FUUUUURRRRK!!!! When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide. Then I stop & I turn & I go for a ride. When I get to the bottom then I'll see you...FUUUUURRRRKKKK.
Rinse wash repeat. I've been thru recurrent bouts of major hypoxia driven anxiety attacks (O2 sat. rates as low as 65%...OUCH!!! Major anxiety) with recurrent bouts of A-fib (PR bouncing between 45 - 155). Influenza A mucous refusing to exit lungs causing new Dx pneumonia. All to the tune of new Dx: CHF.
I just have to ask the Q, "Kids, are we having fun, yet?"
Spot of good news, my beloved daughter arrived noon yesterday from Brooklyn. Always a joy to see her, but preferably under different circumstances.
Current plan (revision # 4 from original plan): 2-3 more days hospital treatment followed by 1-2 weeks rehab before exiting for .
I am sincerely grateful for prayers to date & humbly request your continued intercession on behalf of my care- team. I have a quality team of MD's', RNs, RTs & ancillary staff. They are diligent, hard working humble human/medical service professionals who don't receive the credit they deserve. These people are walking into a petrie dish of influenza on a daily basis. You can tell they are tired, but they are here, Sun - Sat, 12:00 a.m. - 11:59:59 p.m....bags under their eyes. Maybe they've been home for a sandwich, shower, change of cloths, possibly a short nap, maybe not. I am in awe of the dedication of these people.
My request: pls take a short moment & send a positive affirmation to them from whatever faith belief you may have. They are deserving.

Saw this post after my prior posts to you.

My goodness 1SA, you're really being challanged. Be strong, you will get through this! Pleased you are getting great care. You will be in my thoughts and prayers until you get home brother.