Post by dixienormous on Aug 12, 2013 6:39:51 GMT -5
1) I realized at 6;53 while in the shower that I needed to be on a 7:06 train this morning. That didn't happen.
2) spilled yesterday's coffee grinds all over me when trying to put coffee together this morning.
3) hooked up PF to her feeding pump only to find at the end of the feed that the gtube cap and the tube itself popped off of each other and there was 20 minutes / 8oz of pediasure fed to my couch.
H is doing the manual tube feed, medicating PF, dressing her and getting her little butt on the bus. I finally made it to the next train (7:33) and I want to die. Coffee is necessary, even if I'm later to work than I already am.
Post by captainmel on Aug 12, 2013 10:37:46 GMT -5
Coffee, donuts, muffins, bagel sandwiches. You need them all!
I am trying to decide what I should have for breakfast today. It is my final meal before I have to switch to chicken broth for the colonoscopy. Help me TIP?! Huevos rancheros? Eggs Benedict? Other ideas?
Coffee, donuts, muffins, bagel sandwiches. You need them all!
I am trying to decide what I should have for breakfast today. It is my final meal before I have to switch to chicken broth for the colonoscopy. Help me TIP?! Huevos rancheros? Eggs Benedict? Other ideas?
Coffee, donuts, muffins, bagel sandwiches. You need them all!
I am trying to decide what I should have for breakfast today. It is my final meal before I have to switch to chicken broth for the colonoscopy. Help me TIP?! Huevos rancheros? Eggs Benedict? Other ideas?
It might just be me, but I'm thinking huevos rancheros right before you switch over to chicken broth and (I'm assuming) that colonoscopy prep drink might not be the nicest thing to do to your hind end.
But, I'm known for having a defective digestive system, so feel free to ignore me. I'd go with eggs, hashbrowns, bacon and toast. Still a yummy breakfast that might cause digestive fireworks, but not Metallica level digestive pyrotechnics.
Post by captainmel on Aug 12, 2013 12:29:46 GMT -5
So I am sitting outside at a little cafe eating breakfast. There is a man at the table across from me who is staring right at me and whistling some song or something. It isn't like a cat call. I can't decide if he's just weird or if I am legitimately uncomfortable.