Tank birthday, 47+ years

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Paul have lovely Christmas with your family
 
You also Nman and the same to you Rybren. :beaming-face-with-smiling-eyes:

This morning I started making 4 loaves of bread. They are rising now and are for the fish dinner tonight. :D

 
I know that you are a master of many things Paul. Can you turn water into wine? :Do_O
Only while I am walking on water and curing leprosy. Remember my birthday is on Christmas just like that other guy. :smiling-face-with-smiling-eyes:
 
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Thanks guys. Having a birthday on Christmas is good for me because I have such a bad memory that if it was on any other day, I would forget it. :beaming-face-with-smiling-eyes:
 
Thanks guys. Having a birthday on Christmas is good for me because I have such a bad memory that if it was on any other day, I would forget it. :beaming-face-with-smiling-eyes:
Hi Paul Happy Christmas and Happy birthday hope you have loads of fun
 
Thanks Nman, so far it has been great. :D 2 big Parties, 2 "Surprise" birthday cakes, many pounds of seafood and I didn't gain an ounce. That took a lot of willpower but I am going out now for my walk in the cold, rain and pitch dark anyway. :beaming-face-with-smiling-eyes:
 
Good Morning. Going to the pain management Doctor today to see if she can get me to walk upright like a normal person. :anguished-face: After my spine ablation a few weeks ago my sacroiliac joint in my lower back got jealous and froze up and doesn't want me to move.

That is a big crack in your pelvis that holds you together so you don't look like a jellyfish.

It's all inflamed and I am not sure what it wants but it doesn't seem to want to get old. It must have heard all the celebrations for my birthday on Christmas and realizes it's time to get aggravated. Maybe I didn't eat enough birthday cake. It must figure that it stayed calm and allowed me to move for 75 years and thats enough. :oops:

I don't think so. So she will "shoot" me with something, maybe Prizapro using some sort of scanner so she doesn't put the needle in some part that I may need in the future. :confounded-face:

Of course some hobbyists (whose names I won't mention) would just fresh water dip me with some hydrogen peroxide and methylene blue for my complexion then quarantine me in a downtrodden sanctuary city in the Florida Panhandle for 74 days while checking me for spots. :face-with-thermometer:

Right now I have to walk next to my wife with one hand on her walker so we both don't fall down. Hopefully in a few hours I will again be doing the macarana or maybe even the mashed potatoes (Google it)

Right now I have a "tens" pack on me that shoots electric shocks into you which is fine unless you walk near a GFCI in which case you just burst into flames. :grimacing-face:
 
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My Pain Mgt Doctor is a Supermodel but whats just as important is that she has magic needles. I think she tips them with LSD. The good stuff not the stuff they sold at Woodstock......(Google it if you are under about 70)
 
Paul if your doctor is a supermodel watch out some other muscles you don't get stiffness somewhere else in your body lol
Jokes aside hope they can solve it for you
 
My Pain Mgt Doctor is a Supermodel but whats just as important is that she has magic needles. I think she tips them with LSD. The good stuff not the stuff they sold at Woodstock......(Google it if you are under about 70)
Wait, am I googling Supermodel, LSD, or Woodstock?
supermodel runway model GIF

Art Love GIF by Trippyogi

thinking woodstock GIF by Peanuts
 
Wait, am I googling Supermodel, LSD, or Woodstock?
All 3, they go together. :beaming-face-with-smiling-eyes:

I went to the pain Magt Doctor yesterday and she got me up on the table. There were two other people in there, one was the guy who aimed the Death Ray, I mean X Ray thing and the other "female" I wasn't sure what she did but she had a rag which I assumed was to clean up the blood on the floor after the procedure. :anguished-face:

The Doc said "little pinch" and stuck the needle in my back, 8 times to numb the area a "little."
(A little to little if you ask me)

Then she studied the X Ray, unless she was watching "Dancing With the Stars" and filled the Turkey Baster, ,I mean needle, using a funnel with the "stuff". I asked for the good stuff not the stuff from Amazon.

"Another little pinch" and she stuck it in my lower back,,,8 times. A few of those times she stuck it in so far she had to climb up on my back to put her foot on my spine so she could pull it out. And she had high heels on. :dizzy-face:

After the procedure she asked me to sit up which I tried to do. She asked if there was still any pain. I waited until I stopped whimpering screaming and crying and tried to get up. It took me a while and she could tell I was still in pain so I said yes, "Here and there". She asked if I would like more Cortizone, or Coppersafe so I said, Yes, fill me up. Wherever you see skin, stick one of those needles in until I am "full".

When I was a mechanic for Oldsmobile (google it) We had to check the grease in the rear axle. To do that you open this big plug in the thing and stick your pinkie in. If your finger came out with grease on it, it was full. I asked her to stick her finger in my ear and if it has "stuff" on it, I am full. :oops:

Then I was almost pain free. (not because of the cortisone, but from the lanacane she mixes with it so she can tell where the stuff is going by the level of your screaming.)

I finally got up and walked a few steps. I didn't fall down and was standing up right.

She said "how do you feel?"
I said "pretty good and would you like to go dancing?

Remember I grew up in the Disco Age, she wasn't born yet as she is somewhere between my Daughter and Grand Daughters age. :confused:

(Disco dancing is sort of like texting, but you do it with your feet to music,,,Not Taylor Swift music) :astonished-face:

We used to go to Disco's to meet girls because thats where everyone was and thats what you did. (When I was not taking care of my fish tank of course but I never mentioned that)

In a disco if you wanted to meet a girl (which was why we were there) you had to walk up to a girl and make intelligible words come out of your mouth, not LOL, or ROTFLMAO or anything like that or she would smack you and call the cops.

You also needed a cool car. "Your" car not your Dads. It helped if it was fast. Having hair was a big must and believe it or not, I didn't always look like this. :cool:

I met a lot of cool girls and actually married one 50 years ago, she is still sleeping now but still looks the same. (I didn't meet her in a disco but thats another story for another day) :beaming-face-with-smiling-eyes:

So it is the next morning and I am still upright getting ready to go on my 2 mile, cold and dark walk and I feel confident that I can handle any ground hogs, deer, possums or squirrels that want to attack me :anguished-face:
 
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All 3, they go together. :beaming-face-with-smiling-eyes:

I went to the pain Magt Doctor yesterday and she got me up on the table. There were two other people in there, one was the guy who aimed the Death Ray, I mean X Ray thing and the other "female" I wasn't sure what she did but she had a rag which I assumed was to clean up the blood on the floor after the procedure. :anguished-face:

The Doc said "little pinch" and stuck the needle in my back, 8 times to numb the area a "little."
(A little to little if you ask me)

Then she studied the X Ray, unless she was watching "Dancing With the Stars" and filled the Turkey Baster, ,I mean needle, using a funnel with the "stuff". I asked for the good stuff not the stuff from Amazon.

"Another little pinch" and she stuck it in my lower back,,,8 times. A few of those times she stuck it in so far she had to climb up on my back to put her foot on my spine so she could pull it out. And she had high heels on. :dizzy-face:

After the procedure she asked me to sit up which I tried to do. She asked if there was still any pain. I waited until I stopped whimpering screaming and crying and tried to get up. It took me a while and she could tell I was still in pain so I said yes, "Here and there". She asked if I would like more Cortizone, or Coppersafe so I said, Yes, fill me up. Wherever you see skin, stick one of those needles in until I am "full".

When I was a mechanic for Oldsmobile (google it) We had to check the grease in the rear axle. To do that you open this big plug in the thing and stick your pinkie in. If your finger came out with grease on it, it was full. I asked her to stick her finger in my ear and if it has "stuff" on it, I am full. :oops:

Then I was almost pain free. (not because of the cortisone, but from the lanacane she mixes with it so she can tell where the stuff is going by the level of your screaming.)

I finally got up and walked a few steps. I didn't fall down and was standing up right.

She said "how do you feel?"
I said "pretty good and would you like to go dancing?

Remember I grew up in the Disco Age, she wasn't born yet as she is somewhere between my Daughter and Grand Daughters age. :confused:

(Disco dancing is sort of like texting, but you do it with your feet to music,,,Not Taylor Swift music) :astonished-face:

We used to go to Disco's to meet girls because thats where everyone was and thats what you did. (When I was not taking care of my fish tank of course but I never mentioned that)

In a disco if you wanted to meet a girl (which was why we were there) you had to walk up to a girl and make intelligible words come out of your mouth, not LOL, or ROTFLMAO or anything like that or she would smack you and call the cops.

You also needed a cool car. "Your" car not your Dads. It helped if it was fast. Having hair was a big must and believe it or not, I didn't always look like this. :cool:

I met a lot of cool girls and actually married one 50 years ago, she is still sleeping now but still looks the same. (I didn't meet her in a disco but thats another story for another day) :beaming-face-with-smiling-eyes:

So it is the next morning and I am still upright getting ready to go on my 2 mile, cold and dark walk and I feel confident that I can handle any ground hogs, deer, possums or squirrels that want to attack me :anguished-face:
Your some writer Paul great stuff
 

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