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I think it was more of a "been nice if someone could have addressed this anytime in the last decade and a half" thing.
It'll be whatever it is as with everything else.

 

That's how I feel about almost everything at this point. For some reason professionals think it's in your best interest to hide information from you. Or me or anyone. Whether it's the bank, the government, the doctor etc etc. Going to start bringing a hammer with me to meetings.

 

And the information they tend to hide isn't even a big deal

 

Probably case for all of us, he just knows whic and for a fact

 

Welcome to the meeting. First off, I just wanna say, I have a big hammer. Now that that's out of the way, let's begin...

 

*Thunk*

Sir, can you remove your um... Hammer... From the table?

No, I don't think I will.

 

You best be careful which doctors you say that to these days. "Oh you do, do you?"
The radio news the other morning said there a doctor in the NorthEast somewhere
that was servicing his male patients or making them or some sick crazy shit.

 

That's a fast way for that doctor to need an appointment of his own.

 

Hi Tate

 

Hi @MarX
Hope everything is good, and not major. Had to reschedule my Dr appt today when somebody called off.

 

Ugh no good, I got bumped to later in the day is all due to emergency. Mine is not that thankfully. Get them in. I’m trying to now, hadn’t been for 40+ years.

 

I don't really think any of us did. I've so many ask me "didn't you know you were supposed to slow down in your 30's?"
My response, "Nope. I kept that shit pinned."

 

I think that's an apt time to give that quack a mean right hook.

 

I’ll slow dow in my grave.

 

Gotta go Sam Elliott in that one.
"I'll get plenty of sleep when I'm dead."

 

Love it

 

Hey Tate, had blood burps today. That was weird. In college sure but at age odd.

 

I seriously have about 24 hours of recollection of those ten days.
Wake up every four hours, irrigate blood and pus outta my head.
Rebandage, redose, pass out in recliner.
Mom had people making sure I didn't stop breathing so everytime I'd wake up
someone else would be there.