Hijinks At Work, Part Deaux

Weve been lucky enough to be in positions that haven’t been effected by the plague. My company discontinued doing work at customer premises at the start of the year as I was pretty much the only individual that was still doing this and couldn’t possibly handle working the entire state.

Since then, I’ve been doing everything by phone, email and fax and the company itself has never been busier. I received almost 75 new assignments this month alone & normally only handle 35 - 40.

My wife works for a large insurance company as a worker’s compensation claims supervisor and she’s been relegated to working out of the house as well for the last few and probably next few weeks.

People are still working and getting injured on the job, so she doesn’t really have to worry too much. She’s been promoted twice already and is in line for another after less than three years there.

I sometimes feel a bit immasculated because she make over double what I do, but I get over it. When we first got married, I was making triple what she did and that continued for probably our first 15 or so years.

Now she’s the big breadwinner and we could easily live off of her salary alone, so anything I make is just “bonus” money for vacations, new toys, etc.

With no kids, we pretty much do whatever we want, buy whatever we want, whenever we want. Only 1 1/2 years left on our mortgage and a little more than that on our Benz. My truck & Harley are both paid for.

Other than being captive in our own house, life is pretty good.

GO DODGERS!!!

So glad I ripped up the carpet & laid bamboo flooring down. Sly turned 16 on the 25th. Poor little guy. He's wasted down to about 10 lbs from 19 lbs. He just ralphed all over the floor. I had to move him real quick after the first deposit. He was ready to make the second on a rug. I moved him to the floor. Makes for easy cleanup.

Unfortunately that meant accidentally kicking over a bottle of vodka. Donations are appreciated.

I think I may have suffered a mild stroke during the night. My right foot keeps dropping when I walk. I just tried different shoes & they help muffle the sound (Comp! Clomp! Clomp!), but the foot is still dropping.

At least it doesn't hurt.

United Health Care. 

I see the general practitioner every month since a brain hemorrhage, but don't always tell him everything. The rheumatologist is forever trying to give me prescriptions. Even redundant ones. But I might need a CT Scan & don't think he's capable of doing that. I'll make an appointment with him to find out. No hurry. What's done is done. Right now this is more of an irritant than anything else.

Emailed my daughter with the news. (Crickets...).

Had a pill pusher as my last primary care physician. Hadn’t been to the doctor in years, but back when they were really pushing cholesterol checks (well over a decade ago) I decided to have mine done.

My wife picked this guy as he was close and neither of us go to the doc very often. My visits are normally limited to excess loss of blood or something being broken.

So I go to this dude and naturally, my cholesterol is through the roof and he wants to put me on one of the biggie pills at the time. I ask if there’s anything else I can do myself to avoid going on pills.

He gives me a list (change of diet, more exercise - the usual) and says he wants to see me back in six weeks to check on my progress.

Other than that, I was found to be in perfect health. Good ticker, blood pressure excellent and even better than it should have been for my size and weight - tell him it’s always run a little low since I was born.

So I leave, start following his program and go back six weeks later. My cholesterol was found to be much better and close to what it should have been.

Now, it seems my blood pressure was significantly higher and the cure? Pills. I again said thanks but no thanks and haven’t been to see him or any other doctor since.

I did have to go to an Urgent Care after my mom’s neighbors dog bit and nearly took my finger off - again, heavy bloodletting.

I don’t trust any of them - it’s all about what they can proscribe and get their kickback from. Went thru my three weeks of Covid (before I or anyone even knew what it was) without even a phone call to a doc.

Took some standard over-the-counter drugs and slugged my way thru it without a visit or hospitalization. It sucked, but I made it without dying.

Hope all goes well for you - alcohol and a good bowl usually fix most of my ails.

GO DODGERS!!!

I grew up ambidextrous. Write with my right hand, but deal cards, dribble and shoot basketball left handed and can hit a baseball from either side of the plate.

I also water and snow ski, snowboard and surf “left footed” (left foot dominant). But I play guitar right handed, tennis and golf and can only throw accurately right handed.

Pretty bizarre!

GO DODGERS!!!

Feels weird to wake up without anxiety. As the alcohol would leave my system, it was replaced with anxiety. I would take a Gabapentin, Valium, Benadryl & maybe Tramadol, go back to sleep for maybe an hour & wake up feeling like a million bucks. Now I just wake up feeling like a million bucks.

No shakes. I never got those. John was amazed by that. He had them really bad.

Why does this family drink so much? Mom & Dad didn't. Dave wouldn't have made it this far if he hadn't been killed at age 39. He already had some liver damage.

I was thinking about George Floyd getting choked out like that & my 'buddy' the corrections officer putting his knee in my neck. That's a very helpless feeling. All I could do was dare him to snap my neck. As loaded as he was that was an iffy proposition. I just didn't like feeling helpless. Maybe I'll take a martial arts class to replace my drinking time, & IF I can ever get back to work.

Finally got a response from unemployment. They're processing my application. That only took two months.

My oldest cat Sly is in a bad way. I noticed last night he chewed a hole in his own belly. I'll swing by the vet today to see what we can work out. He slept on my lap last night. He's a sweet little guy. He made it to 16. I've never had a pet live that long.