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No, thilly. Of COURSE he doesn't have a buzz cut.

Buzz cuts are much longer.

What DOES he have then, that AJ would wonder if GP told the barber, "I'll have what he's having"? How many months before I can visit him again without laughing?

Hi, AW. I'm going to bed. Turned out they didn't need me at work tonight. Wish they'd found it out before I commuted 51 miles (one-way) to get there, driving through a river flooding across the road in the process. But I still left gladly enough, although I could've bumped the registry person and made her go home instead. However, the charge nurse and the OB techs were having a spat, and the atmosphere was very tense around there, so I decided to be ge-shplitting instead of spending another 10 hrs. trying to stay out of the crossfire.

t&l

AJ was on the other side of a partition to get his flat-top. When they finished and sat down, he <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> at the sight of Grandpa without any hair.

The lady took Grandpa over to wash his scalp (she may have pretended she was washing his hair, but I know differently), then sat him down in the chair AND PROCEEDED TO CUT HIS HAIR AGAIN!!!!!!!!

AJ decided that as little hair as Grandpa had after the hairwash anyway, it wasn't worth the embarassment of leaping on the barber lady and wrestling the clippers away from her. After all, she could hardly have made it worse at that point.

They went out to Hometown Buffet to console themselves.

Grandpa arrived home looking like a kewpie doll, the little bit of hair left atop his head swirling up to a point in the center.

Now he is in the bathroom. I hear the water going on and off every few seconds. He must be running more water in his comb, running it through his hair, then running the water again, thinking maybe if he just gets it wet enough it will cooperate.

Now we won't have to take him for another haircut until July.

<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> OK, that description brought tears to my eyes. Unfortunately for GP, not tears of sympathy, however. Let THAT be a lesson to him to complain that one time when I cut it I got it too short! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> At least there was still hair to be short. I take it he won't be returning to this particular Indian again for his next scalping? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

t&l

P.S. Please call Sylvia first thing in the AM and find out if we can sign loan papers tomorrow, since I had a night off and will be up and awake. At some point, anyway.

I think it's time for something funny too ...bit cheeky but funny

It happened twenty years ago while travelling interstate
Looking for a shearing job - the night was getting late.
It was me and John Johansen that was driving through the fog,
We was lost and getting nowhere, then, we bottomed in a bog.

"We'd better leg it mate," says John, "I think it's gunna rain,
I'm sure I saw a letterbox a mile back up the lane."
We walked and found the letterbox and through the gloom we saw
A light inside a farmhouse so we fronted at the door.

Our knock was quickly answered by a lady with a lamp,
"Whatcha want?" she muttered, so I said. "A place to camp.
We're cold and wet and hungry missus, could you see us right?
We only want a nice dry bed to sleep in for the night."

"You can't sleep here! I'm on me own! I got no extra beds!
There's straw and lucerne hay inside the feedroom by the sheds.
Make yerselves a bed in there and take this as a warning,
Don't hang around termorrer, youse leave early in the morning!"

The straw was soft, the hay was warm, John snuffed out like a light
And I'll admit I had a very pleasant time that night.
At six a.m. the old girl's voice came rattling through the shed.
"There's eggs and bacon at the house and tea and toast," she said.

We had a bonzer brekky and we couldn't eat no more,
The old duck's attitude to us had softened, that's for sure.
She went and got her tractor and a length of bullock chain
And pulled us from the bog and got us on our way again.

Well, twelve months later, Johnny phoned. " I want to talk to you!
Remember that old farmer girl?" "Yes John," I said, "I do."
"That night when I was sleepin', did you sneak out of the shed
And go and wake our hostess up and climb into her bed?"

"Well Johnny, cobber, yes, I did," I answered, filled with shame.
"And furthermore, you cunnin' rat, you gave my bloody name!"
"Well, yes, I sorta might've done, but you're a decent bloke,
Now you've found my secret John, I hope you'll get the joke."

"Yeah! Very flamin' funny! But - I s'pose ya' gotta laugh,
A joke like that is pretty good, too clever mate, by half.
But - I don't mind," said Johnny, " Cos I'm rather glad you see.
The old girl died three months ago and left her farm & a million quid to me!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Hair cuts & scalping in the Neak households!! hahaha

I wonder now, if like Louis Lamour, you'll be able to rewrite neaksis intro for her book - or maybe your own - and write "Her grandpa was scalped by locals here way back in ........ hehehhe lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

when I jumped around after getting that hot oil on me last night at the BBQ I mus have done a goodd job .... RAIN in January ..in Perth!!!! Coolest summer in 60 years apparently...of course the last time that happened we had a 7 year drought! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Aussie really likes this poem ..but as its long you get only a bit... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

I love a sun burnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-seas,
Her beauty and her terror-
This wide brown land for me!

The stark white ring-barked forests,
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon,
Green tangle of the brushes
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops,
And ferns the warm dark soil.

Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When, sick at heart, around us
We see the cattle die -
But then the gray clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady soaking rain.

An opal-hearted country,
A willful, lavish land -
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand -
Though earth holds many splendors,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.

Well, when you hear from him, tell him he's much too young for the "homing" thoughts described in that poem, and your friends at MB strictly forbid him to have any. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />

t&l

I thought it was some new urban legend, but I went online and read it on the American Heart Association website, so I'm passing it on to you. Here goes:

Women who take more than 500mg of acetaminophen (tylenol) daily greatly increase their risk of hypertension. One reference said, by 80-90&. Ibuprofen use can do the same thing.

When my blood pressure skyrocketed last summer (173/115), I was, and had been, taking a lot of Tylenol for pain I continued to have almost 10 years after an accident with a drunk driver permanently torqued out my neck. Maybe it's a coincidence that the increased medication intake and the hypertension occurred simultaneously, maybe not. At any rate, I've quit taking Tylenol, although I'm sure the Diovan has a lot more to do with the normal BPs at this point. Still, after a few months of no Tylenol, I'm going to try and get off the anti-hypertensive and see what happens. My doctor hates me. And he's not too crazy about my ideas, either!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

Aspirin doesn't have this hypertensive effect; however, too much of that makes it hard for your blood to clot efficiently. Bad for surgeries; not so hot for injuries, either! I suggest you do what I'm going to do from now on...QUIT HAVING PAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

t&l

what about paracetamol??? I've got asprin forte, Ibuprofen 500 , ordinary paracetamol, paracetamol forte, something in a clear little bottle called Linocaine and morphine [which reminds have to hand it back to the repat hospital - fact maybe the lot]

I use voltaren emulgel on the bit that hurts odd paracetamol when really have too ...the rest is from Aussies various ..ahh .. escapades

The first opportuntity I get tl I'm going to tell him to be a hero..because if I tell him not too thats EXACTLY what he'll do!! He'll take it as a challenge <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Well I never said he was sane ..just a soldier. They don't live in our world. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Darn the man you would think they could get a simple message out wouldn't you !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />

like "OK" is too hard?????

You could do like my grandma did....she called the Red Cross out on my dad when he was out of touch too long.

Somewhere, I actually have a birthday card where he wrote, in his own hand, D-A-D.

When Aussie finally pops on here, none of us will know whether to spank him or hug him, and if both, in which order?

neak my head knows its because they can't ... its probably pretty hairy in injun country right now ..... I'd settle for the command saying yep all ok .

But of course the Army does not confirm or deny that the SAS EXIST or if they did who may or may not be in it, or where they may or may not be, if they or it existed at all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />

I vote for a whack and then lots of hugs & kisses <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Sounds good to me.

I know he would an' he could. It must be frustrating for him, too, knowing that you've been worrying longer than usual, and not being able to get ahold of you.

Let's whack 'im anyway! Then you can kiss him all you want.

Duplicate post--just trying to cover all my bases.

Where in the dickens are you anyway? I've got an appointment for you at the Dr's office tomorrow @ 11:15 AM, so plan to get your hemorrhaging self down there for it. Your physician says it's time to take care of this and get it over with. You'll LIKE anesthesia! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

t&l

t&l, can you read my q to you in idiotville?

FF--I'll put this on both threads so you'll be sure to see it. I'm at work right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> IN THE DAYTIME! Teach me to answer the phone on my day off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />


If you've gotten swollen lymph nodes in your neck, it's most likely that either it's unrelated to the UTI, or else your UTI is severe enough to have spread systemically and is no longer confined to the bladder. This is more serious than something that's localized. The more common early sypmtoms of a UTI are increased frequency of urination, pain with urination, and urgency (not only do you feel like you have to go REALLY bad, but when your bladder empties out, bladder spasms make you feel like you still have to go just as bad as you did before you started). Having said that, UTIs can be completely without early warning symptoms. Maybe you need to make cranberry juice a regular part of your diet (changes the pH to a level of acidity that is hostile to bacteria colonization), and drink at least 10 8-oz. glasses of water daily to keep the bladder flushed out and minimize bacterial growth. If you're doing all that and they still recur, I'd ask for further testing to find out why this is happening. Maybe they're giving you an antibiotic that isn't effective against the organism you have, and so only the weak ones get killed off, while the strong survive to reproduce again...only now they're ticked because you tried to kill them so your subsequent infections can be worse than the first ones. You may also, after repeated antibiotic use, have organisms that have developed a resistance to the drugs you are using, and so the medication is no longer effective, even when taken at the same dose, frequency, etc. You are at risk of the infection spreading to your kidneys, and from there to your blood (which is why I hope the swollen lymph nodes are an unfortunate coincidence). I don't think this sounds like something you should be self-treating. Take the advice you gave Neak. Hie thee to a physician!!

Go to the doctor and get some more testing, different antibiotics, something.

t&l

morning guys....or evening ............I fell asleep and only got woken up when Mikey decided he wanted breaky <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

bad mummy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />

its a touch muggy today - tropical sticky weather - not yet too warm only 86 F - 58% humidity and rising .... beach weather but too hot for Mike

might have to go window shopping instead <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Identity jack in progress...


Well, I'm leaving Neak's house after an in-home nurse assessment, and it's MY opinion that someone will be having a date with Mr. Curette tomorrow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> It's time. Of course, if we get the bleeding stopped, she'll be back online giving people more advice about sexual positions...and quite frankly, my horizons are broad enough already!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> What to do? What to do?

t&l

We'll be praying that all is well. Keep us posted.