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Keep us posted, please ..
It's been like playing a real life game of charade.

I took him to the social security office to apply for benefits.
First thing the worker wanted was his ss# he couldnt remember. So then she asked for his mother's maiden name, couldnt remember that either. Then his dads name. Zip.

Neither of us have lost our sense of humor. But damn.
Everything he says is fucked up. If I just met him today, i would think he's schizophrenic.
We ran out of horse hay and i was going to go get 1 bale until our guy can deliver. I said I would go to the feed store and split it in the parking lot into my 3 net feeding bags and put them in my car.
He said no, use my room and feed the cats from there.
He meant truck and horses.
He asks for ice cream a lot. But every food is ice cream. I made pulled pork sandwiches. When he was done, he asked for more ice cream. I knew he meant another sandwich. He lost his power aid drink in the yard asked me if I found the ice cream.
At least we're both laughing.
I asked him to try singing to me the next sentence.
He said no shoe. I took it to mean no way because he didnt break out in song. Sometimes stroke patients cant talk but can sing what they want.

So it's sad. But I'm hopeful he will gain everything back.
 
I took him to the social security office to apply for benefits.
First thing the worker wanted was his ss# he couldnt remember. So then she asked for his mother's maiden name, couldnt remember that either. Then his dads name. Zip.

Gotta love bureaucracy.

"I can't work because I lost both hands in an industrial accident."

"No problem. Sign your name here, put your thumbprint here."
 
It's been like playing a real life game of charade.

I took him to the social security office to apply for benefits.
First thing the worker wanted was his ss# he couldnt remember. So then she asked for his mother's maiden name, couldnt remember that either. Then his dads name. Zip.

Neither of us have lost our sense of humor. But damn.
Everything he says is fucked up. If I just met him today, i would think he's schizophrenic.
We ran out of horse hay and i was going to go get 1 bale until our guy can deliver. I said I would go to the feed store and split it in the parking lot into my 3 net feeding bags and put them in my car.
He said no, use my room and feed the cats from there.
He meant truck and horses.
He asks for ice cream a lot. But every food is ice cream. I made pulled pork sandwiches. When he was done, he asked for more ice cream. I knew he meant another sandwich. He lost his power aid drink in the yard asked me if I found the ice cream.
At least we're both laughing.
I asked him to try singing to me the next sentence.
He said no shoe. I took it to mean no way because he didnt break out in song. Sometimes stroke patients cant talk but can sing what they want.

So it's sad. But I'm hopeful he will gain everything back.
He's made some progress, thankfully ..

My thoughts and well wishes are with you both ..
{{{{{{{{{{{ hugs }}}}}}}}}}}}

Please continue to post updates .. <3
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Dancing doctors, a room devoted to fattening up kitty cats, and ice cream for everyone?
I spend a fortune on weed to TRY to feel that marvelous!
We are soul mates! :cat:
 
We have an 8 year old son who is autistic and is what is considered to be "low functioning". We made the decision in 2016 to home school him. My husband and I are both disabled veterans which has turned out to be a blessing because it allows us to be able to both stay home with him. It is not uncommon for people with autism to frequently have sleep disturbances and our son is no exception. He has been "caught in a loop" of sleeping only a couple hours a night which obviously means that we don't sleep much during those times. So, I fell on the ice this past February and injured my back. The pain and the lack of progress in my recovery was becoming depressing. I have been doing physical therapy for months but can't get past the wall of pain that prevents me from being able to do the exercises I have to be able to do to get better. So I just had my second injection in my right SI joint yesterday and I am in so much pain today. I met with a pain specialist yesterday for the first time also yesterday. For the first time I felt like I was being listened to and that the doctor is truly interested in helping me to heal. I have been taking pain medication for a few months which is absolutely not something I want to have to do. So he is going to take over the prescribing my pain meds but we have set up a timeline to wean off of them. I also had to sign a very strict opioid contract to ensure the appropriate usage of my medication. I am already catching "BULLSHIT" for taking the hydrocodone from people who think that they know what they are talking about. Long story short I am so drained today and any tolerance for "BULLSHIT" I would normally have is completely nonexistent today. I am just venting this here because if I try to do it with anyone in my life it will just invite more "BULLSHIT"!
 
We have an 8 year old son who is autistic and is what is considered to be "low functioning". We made the decision in 2016 to home school him. My husband and I are both disabled veterans which has turned out to be a blessing because it allows us to be able to both stay home with him. It is not uncommon for people with autism to frequently have sleep disturbances and our son is no exception. He has been "caught in a loop" of sleeping only a couple hours a night which obviously means that we don't sleep much during those times. So, I fell on the ice this past February and injured my back. The pain and the lack of progress in my recovery was becoming depressing. I have been doing physical therapy for months but can't get past the wall of pain that prevents me from being able to do the exercises I have to be able to do to get better. So I just had my second injection in my right SI joint yesterday and I am in so much pain today. I met with a pain specialist yesterday for the first time also yesterday. For the first time I felt like I was being listened to and that the doctor is truly interested in helping me to heal. I have been taking pain medication for a few months which is absolutely not something I want to have to do. So he is going to take over the prescribing my pain meds but we have set up a timeline to wean off of them. I also had to sign a very strict opioid contract to ensure the appropriate usage of my medication. I am already catching "BULLSHIT" for taking the hydrocodone from people who think that they know what they are talking about. Long story short I am so drained today and any tolerance for "BULLSHIT" I would normally have is completely nonexistent today. I am just venting this here because if I try to do it with anyone in my life it will just invite more "BULLSHIT"!
Hang in there. We wish you a speed(ier) recovery. Back pain is no joke. I've taken opioids for pain, and it is easy to see how they would be addictive. They're yummy! Good luck, and try to to filter out the naysayers.
 
Hang in there. We wish you a speed(ier) recovery. Back pain is no joke. I've taken opioids for pain, and it is easy to see how they would be addictive. They're yummy! Good luck, and try to to filter out the naysayers.
Yeah, I think that they don't really ease my pain. They just make me not care as much. Thank you for your supportive words.
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Gotta love bureaucracy.

"I can't work because I lost both hands in an industrial accident."

"No problem. Sign your name here, put your thumbprint here."
Exactly!
 
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Oh man am I pissed today. Very much hating my job and the internal disorganization and lack of structured management.

Fuck all of it. :mad:


Welp. Been a few days and things are majorly shaking up at work. We will be rolling out some sweeping changes that are long overdue.

Even better, there's a good chance I might be an integral part of that! I have to formally interview on Monday, but I have had some very good conversations this week and am hopeful. Which is the first time I've been able to say that in relation to my job in quite some time!
 
Anybody home in here?

I used to spend a lot of time in the Dear So and So Bullshit Confession thread, back when the earth’s crust was still cooling. It was slower than the shout box, but not “8 months between posts” slow.

I shall now complain about first world problems. Between recovering from surgery and then the never ending coronapocalypse, I haven’t been to go to orchestra rehearsal since like November. I guess that’s a good thing because one of the rotors on my instrument is sticking. I pulled out my backup and one of the rotors on that one is making this obnoxious clackyclack noise. Either way, I’m going to have to venture out of the house to get one or both of them fixed. *grouchy*
 
Like some days ago I had this really hot mug of tea and a fly fell into it. I plucked it out quickly, and drank the tea as normal.

A few days after that, I found tea that had cooled, and a fly had been in it for an undetermined amount of time.

I dumped it out
 
Welp. Been a few days and things are majorly shaking up at work. We will be rolling out some sweeping changes that are long overdue.

Even better, there's a good chance I might be an integral part of that! I have to formally interview on Monday, but I have had some very good conversations this week and am hopeful. Which is the first time I've been able to say that in relation to my job in quite some time!


Well, don't keep us in suspense @everjaded ! How did the interview go??
If they have any savvy at all, they made you CEO.
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@Gidget

Clackity -clack,
It's nice to see you back!

-Signed, long-time lurkity-lurk fan
 
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Well, don't keep us in suspense @everjaded ! How did the interview go??
If they have any savvy at all, they made you CEO.

Ha! Well funny you should ask! I was just re-reading my post earlier with a smirk.

Soooo, in May I was furloughed along with the person who was going to be integral to de-fucking our organization. Entire new dept that was created to improve performance, totally disbanded.

In the interim I've found a new, better paying job with less responsibility and far less stress than I had. My old company is calling me this week wanting me to come back to them, as they just expected me to sit around unpaid for months unpaid waiting for the phone to ring. I will have the very sweet satisfaction of telling them to go fuck themselves (nicely, of course, because I'm classy like that), and ooohhhhhh will they be royally fucked, based on all the intel I've been hearing.

AND I've also gotten another very interesting business proposition that may well be literally life-altering.

None of which would have materialized had I not been treated poorly and furloughed by my old shit company. Life is indeed interesting.
 
That is fantastic news! I am so happy for you!
Those dummies at your old job really undervalued you, to their great loss. They always sounded like a poorly managed, seat-of-their-pants, not long for this world company. I'm glad you are not giving them one more minute of your career.
Now you have exciting things happening, you'll be appreciated for your shininess, and enjoy going to work, as you should! Well done!
I will keep my fingers crossed about this business proposition! I hope it involves exotic travel, a clothing stipend, and a chance to be innovative, and perhaps, a bit wealthy, eh?!
Mary Tyler Moore is throwing her beret up in the air in your honor.

You make me proud.
 
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