Soberpotamus

Thinking of you, Bill. Sounds like a really rough day. Hope you are much better soon.

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LillianGish

Bill, the world can be so impersonal and rough sometimes. I'm so sorry it decided to be so to you because you are so nice and don't deserve that.

My mom always taught me to remember in those instances that life isn't fair, people often don't think about me...and these kind of bad days make us appreciate the good days even more.

Hope your eye gets better very soon.

wpainterw

Thanks Dee.

I think the thing to do is stay in bed with the dog and don't watch politics on TV. These days I don't worry so much about avoiding booze as I do about the next doctor's appointment. (The "protocol", the ritual listing of pills you take, the endless waiting with nothing to read but women's' and yachting magazines. Botched peripheral vision tests, phone tag attempts to make appointments ("Your call is important to us Stay on the line. If you leave a message, we will call back within 48 hours and leave a message. Then you can call back and leave a message with us!")

venuscat

It's just crazy Bill.....such a convoluted system.

Stay here with us....and cuddle the dog too....Boswell will make sure you're OK. I have complete faith in him. ♥

wpainterw

Dear Lillian Gish. I fell in love with you in your silent film "The Wind", you with that floppy hat you brought from Old Virginia! Health care sure is impersonal. And research shows that over 50 percent of recovery from ill health is humane and caring treatment by professionals, something which is increasingly absent what with the emphasis on technology, computers, protocols to avoid lawsuits. Sometimes I think that the jungle witch doctors or medicine men in the West were more effective in giving their patients confidence. When I was a kid I had a homeopathic physician who cured me of mumps, measles, chicken pox, whooping cough, pneumonia and scarlet fever. Cured my sister of all these plus polio. All with little sugar pills in mysterious fluids. Quackery by today's enlightened "hi tech" standards. Please God, help us to survive health care! If I die, please keep them from burying me alive!

Bill

venuscat

It's going to be OK Bill.....we have your back. ♥

wpainterw

Thanks, Suze, it is O.K. That is the dog's O.K., the eye's much better. Well the nightmare was a little strenuous. Just woke up from that. Hadn't read the material and for some reason had to park miles away. To get to the exam in the prof's house, I had to swim a river, cross an enormous wheat field, get to the prof's apartment which was guarded by handsomely dressed groomsmen, used to be called ushers, wearing "cutaway frock coats".apparently attending a wedding and carrying machine guns (I suppose what we used to call a shotgun wedding). Got to the prof's apartment and he said, O.K., we could take the exam late but first he had to get on the floor and do pushups. Then I woke up. Am not too worried about the grade since the rest of my grades were hopefully good enough to graduate. It's a little past 1:30 a.m. Will have breakfast (or is it dinner?) Will let you know if I flunk.

Bill.

venuscat

I think you'll pass with flying colours Bill.

wpainterw

Thanks. Maybe it's grade inflation. Nobody flunks in these high tuition days. My students used to say "We pay your salary!" One of them said, when I posted a notice not to make so much noise in the hallway so I could prepare for class, "Professor, go suck an egg!" I was the exception to the no flunk rule. If I believed that a student was psychotic (I'm not a doctor but I think I can spot paranoid "word salad") I'd flunk him/her. I once had a student who was suicidal. When he was reported to the University Health Service his dad threatened to sue me. Threatening his career! Shame on me! Same thing if I thought that if this "Juris Doctor" tried to practice law he/she would damage that former student's health, reputation and those he/she represented, I would flunk the kid. . Maybe that's why I was told to go suck an egg. I'll take mine poached They always graduated anyway, got diplomas, hoods, robes, hats. They are out there still maybe. What if they had been doctors? ("Nurse, what are these squiggly things I see in this patient's gut?" "I'd leave those alone, doctor! Those are his kidneys. I would not remove them if I were you!" "Thanks, nurse! And what's this up here, pumping away? Does he need that?")

Stay healthy everyone! The best way to keep them from burying you alive is to get cremated. But make sure they kill you before doing that!

Bill.

venuscat

I would have loved to have you as a professor Bill.
I am betting the classes would have been both fascinating and extremely entertaining. ♥

wpainterw

What about the guys sitting in the rear of the room watching the ball game (or pornography!) on their computers. I once taught Torts and wisely avoided all cases dealing with obstetrics (what Archie Bunker called "Groinocology") because it's a dangerous minefield with a mixed audience. Also where the kid sat on the vacuum cleaner and part of him was sucked up by the hose. Maybe there should be a special seminar on that.

Bill

venuscat

Another beautiful sunrise picture from Goat. ♥

Gilmer

That make me chuckle, Bill!

wpainterw

P.S. Sometimes I think I don't really have a family. Just the dog. But then I remember, you all are my family. You really are. You mean so very much to me Thank you!.

Bill.

Soberwolf

Hope your week improves Bill

Kris47

Your dogs name is Boswell?!

Love it.

We named our yellow lab Boswell. lol. We never used his "Proper" name much though. Especially after he saved me from a bear, his name ended up Bear Dog. Sometimes Bunky Dog.

Just made me smile.

venuscat

I feel the same way dearest Bill ~ you guys are my family. ♥

Kris47

Same here.

wpainterw

Let's all stick together for what my mom used to call the "duration". As one of the "founders"(Patrick Henry?) said back in the 1770's. "If we don't hang together we shall all hang separately!"
So hang in there. Hang around.