There is an ant invasion in my kitchen. Every day there is a new swarm of them. This morning I had to clean out my booze cupboard and wash off all the bottles and then spray down the cupboard with Raid. DAMN ANTS!!!
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I hurt myself today. And not just to see if I still felt. (That’s a reference to a song. Anybody know the name of the song?)I hurt myself today. And not just to see if I still felt. (That’s a reference to a song. Anybody know the name of it?)
I was carrying a large box down the narrow stairwell of my apartment building and gauged a chunk of my knuckle off on the stucco. It didn’t hurt right away but I knew there was going to be damage. I waited until I got to my car before I looked at it. Don’t you love it when you can see a giant pit where your flesh used to be? And then it takes a few minutes for the blood to start oozing? I ended up going to the pharmacy to buy knuckle band-aids and antiseptic spray before going to the post office. Here’s what my finger looks like now (warning: contains icky images):
It may not look like much but it’s deep.
I would also like to complain to the makers of cameras how hard it is to use a camera if you don’t have the use of your right hand. You need to use your knee to hold the camera and then your left hand gets in the way of the flash when you try to push the shutter button. That’s why the top photo is blurry. Camera makers are so inconsiderate.
Watch out, this is the depressing edition. This will not be funny. I am angry and sad.
So some of you may know that my dad died last February after a battling Parkinson disease and other issues. And I may have ranted somewhere that life is NOT FAIR, and bad things happen to good people. Well, it happened again.
My parents are very good friends with a family, the father of which was one of my dad’s doctors for a very long time until he (the doctor) retired. My parents stayed friends with them. The doctor and his adult daughter were at our house after my dad died. They have always been supportive. Well, the doctor has been battling cancer for a couple of years but was winning. Although in his 80’s, he still had years left in him, and he was very up beat and active.
Last week he had some type of body scan that shows tumors. He had a tumor. So he went into surgery and they removed it and ran all sorts of tests and it was benign. And he came though the surgery fine and was doing well. Then later the his daughter noticed he wasn’t looking good so called the Infection Disease specialists and a doctor came and prescribed antibiotics because nobody had given him any yet. And nobody gave him any antibiotics for nearly 24 hours after the doctor prescribed them!
His daughter and wife left the room for a little bit, either to go to the cafeteria or to go home for a bit, my mom had forgotten which, and when they came back he had tubes going in and out and was in a stupor. He died and they didn’t have a chance to say goodbye. .
The fucking hospital killed him because of carelessness and mismanagement. One doctor said he could have lived at least another few years if he hadn’t come in for the surgery that resulted in an infection because he wasn’t given antibiotics soon enough. So a man who spent the majority of his life helping other people get better died in a hospital for NO FUCKING REASON. There are just no words to express how infuriating this is. I hope his family sues, not for money because they don’t need it, but to stop things like this from happening again.
The hospital was Cedars-Sinai in Beverly Hills. My mom also knows two other people who came out much worse than when they went in to that hospital, so don’t ever go there.