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Or better yet, go to the ER and request they be removed "cuz it's a weekend and they hurts me"At your six week follow up, ask him if it's okay that you removed the screws yourself
Or better yet, go to the ER and request they be removed "cuz it's a weekend and they hurts me"At your six week follow up, ask him if it's okay that you removed the screws yourself
at 3:30am because "I thought it would be seen quicker at this time"Or better yet, go to the ER and request they be removed "cuz it's a weekend and they hurts me"
...or demand they do the other side "prophylactically" and "cuz saw it on TickTok"Or better yet, go to the ER and request they be removed "cuz it's a weekend and they hurts me"
Glad I could bring you the lolz.
Post-op day 3.
Pain = 0/10.
Bandages and sutures/staples come out on Thursday.
How am I gonna troll the ortho?
RANT:
So, I live here in SW Florida, where the average age is 132 years old. Been walking around for a bit in my sling when I go to the grocery store and such; primarily to remind myself not to go lifting things with that arm yet.
Every freaking BOOMER (or BOOMER+) has said something to me along the lines of:
"Hurr durr durr; maybee you shouttnt be DOing things like that and take it easier. AT'LL teach youse. Hurr durr durr."
They generally add something like: "Stick to the easy trails. Stick to golf. Stick to (whatever)."
This is such a BOOMER attitude. "Urrp. I can't DO that no moarhh, so its gotta be BAD and he needs to take it easy."
Look; there's risk inherent in any sport. It's the price you pay for fun.
If you play softball, and you get hit by a pitch, does it mean that you're "playing above your level"?
No. It just happens sometimes. You walk it off, take your base.
Enjoy heart disease BOOMERS. I'll be shredding dirt while you're plowing down bottles of cheap white and frozen dinners.
In the words of the prophet Bryan Adams: "If you wanna stay young, get both feet in it."
Dude, over the top. De gustibus non est disputandem. It is all real grape juice.Wait.... are we ripping on cheap white wine? IDK if I'm down for that. If I'm going to drink wine that taste like welch's green grape juice hit puberty, I'm not paying lots of money for it - I'm just gonna get white girl wasted on whatever the food store stocks that is "technically" made of grapes. I'll throw down some cash on a quality red though.
Otherwise: yes, agreed.
Dude, over the top. De gustibus non est disputandem. It is all real grape juice.
True story: the folks that live next door to us, one has a cousin that grows grapes around here for Welch's and others, and the cousin and her husband have their pictures on the juice bottle!
Wait.... are we ripping on cheap white wine? IDK if I'm down for that. If I'm going to drink wine that taste like welch's green grape juice hit puberty, I'm not paying lots of money for it - I'm just gonna get white girl wasted on whatever the food store stocks that is "technically" made of grapes. I'll throw down some cash on a quality red though.
Otherwise: yes, agreed.
Get your exercises sheet from ortho? You don't need no stinking sling.
It was really a backhanded comment aimed at the phenomenon that I witness almost daily at the supermarket:
Overweight BOOMER (generally from NY/NJ) resting the superior abdominal flabrolls on the handle of the shopping cart, shoveling unhealthy stuff into the cart - near-universally involving 3-4 of the 1.5L bottles of CAVIT pino grigio.
Thats $6.95 at my local wine warehouse. AKA perfectly in my "deglaze the pan and then chug from the bottle" price range. Gotta respect what cheap white wine is - "technically potable".
The corner of Florida that’s west of the Everglades and south of Tampa attracts a very specific type of snowbird. Been trying to come up with a name for them for years.Yeah; I have nothing against CAVIT myself; its just that when you see the same archetype loading up 5-6 bottles at a click, it jumps out a you.
Bones won't heal without a little stress. You don't want a frozen shoulder.
Espana, I hear ya!
My cheap white girl almost-potable fave is Aldi's Winking Owl Pinot Grigio. Or the Bota Pinot Grigio. (I'm all about deglazing and drinking cheap white... while being environmentally conscious, and boxes are even easier to recycle. At least that's what I tell myself.) Also, boxes have handles, unlike the 1.5L Cavit.
It's also a decent white sangria base, which my family affectionately refers to as "beach coffee."
Since we're well off topic, here's a good way to break your clavicle:
1 bottle cheap white
1/4 c peach schnapps
1/4 c brandy
1/4 c Triple Sec
1/4 c sugar
2T lime juice
2T orange juice
1 cinnamon stick
Slice and add 1 apple, 1 orange, 1 lemon, 1 lime +/- strawberries/melon/peach and let soak as long as you can wait.
Pour over ice into big wineglass at home (or large tumbler if going to said beach) and enjoy, preferably not while mountain biking.
I was about to sail in with guns ablaze in defense of cheap white wine but I see I’m a little late to the party....RANT:
So, I live here in SW Florida, where the average age is 132 years old. Been walking around for a bit in my sling when I go to the grocery store and such; primarily to remind myself not to go lifting things with that arm yet.
Every freaking BOOMER (or BOOMER+) has said something to me along the lines of:
"Hurr durr durr; maybee you shouttnt be DOing things like that and take it easier. AT'LL teach youse. Hurr durr durr."
They generally add something like: "Stick to the easy trails. Stick to golf. Stick to (whatever)."
This is such a BOOMER attitude. "Urrp. I can't DO that no moarhh, so its gotta be BAD and he needs to take it easy."
Look; there's risk inherent in any sport. It's the price you pay for fun.
If you play softball, and you get hit by a pitch, does it mean that you're "playing above your level"?
No. It just happens sometimes. You walk it off, take your base.
Enjoy heart disease BOOMERS. I'll be shredding dirt while you're plowing down bottles of cheap white and frozen dinners.
In the words of the prophet Bryan Adams: "If you wanna stay young, get both feet in it."
Awake, amigos.
Apparently the ORIF was more complicated than expected. Seven screws and a whole lotta plates.
I was about to sail in with guns ablaze in defense of cheap white wine but I see I’m a little late to the party....
Taking notes on that sangria recipe though. Also @RustedFox glad you lived. I enjoy your rants.
Mountain bikes are quickly replacing Bonanza's in doctor killing....
Sorry for not getting the joke.... what's a Bonanza?
Sorry for not getting the joke.... what's a Bonanza?
Wow.
I'm so glad I don't do anything like that.
I'm radical enough in the stereotypical ER doctor way (hike, bike, ski, etc.)
Our residency offered us helicopter EMS shifts, which I was the first to say "no" to.
Never would I get into a rickety-ass paper plane by myself.
Excuse me while I hug the ground.
I got to fly around in a Huey medevac helo. I'm glad it didn't land too hard.
I flew a few times in a Navy Seahawk back in the summer of 2010 while volunteering with the USN, very unsettling. I became quite aware that we were one mechanical issue away from dropping out of the sky like a stone. No gliding down and maybe being able to ditch so as to have a chance at surviving, no, we were all dead if that chopper decided to crap the bed on us.
I’ll never fly in a helicopter again.
If everything works right, you don't need autorotate.The can autorotate down when everything works right.