nonnie

Iquit my rebif injections - couldn't take it anymore. I am on no other medications - thinking of starting the swank diet.

it was about my recent diagnosis of MS... blu had the most appealing answer, by far

after bloodwork and an MRI and a lumbar puncture my neurologist said you have MS. He gave me a script. I went back to my gp and told him what my neuro said and he said well that explains alot. i don't know what to do from here. it's hard to go to work. it's been hard to go to work for a long time, but at least i have a ready excuse now. so ... i guess i have MS ... i have my prescription, which is a self-injection every other day - aaaarrggghhh... ok... so now what .... the nausea is stunning... is this all there is? bring in the clowns? LOLOLOLOL

Well, I fall down alot. And the every other day injections are onerous. But isn't this all better than a sharp stick in the eye?

what was the score?

I knew Buttons didn't have any money....

I could beat him at poker too....

And if he had A good hand....

His tail would wag....

This was emailed to me after this coworker and I photographed 'Buttons' [a Westy or shih-zu mix of some kind and the human he owns] for a church directory.

Our modern icons. Huge losses: Farrah, Michael Jackson, Billy Mays, Karl Maulden,etc..... just in the last few months... I hate to predict such as this but I say Clint Eastwood or Phyllis Diller [or is she already dead?]

Not 'Micheal' jeez louise ... you're a f*n FAN and can't even spell his first name for chrissakes ---- oh bring on the TUs, bring on the YA -nazi-delete-my-question team ....sorry- I just couldn't take it anymore .....................

I click' Internet Options', 'View Files', 'Select All' and then a box that asks 'Delete Selected Files' ... I click 'Delete' ... nothing happens. The cookies remain ..... Advice?

I'm roomies with a dear old friend of 30 years, Jim. It's a miracle we can be friends because we are total opposites in political and social philosophies. I am a moderate liberal [which he describes as a 'flaming *** liberal' - lol] and he is a staunch conservative [which I often describe as 'nazi' - lol]. Today a very nice gentleman knocked at our door and introduced himself as [his name] from the Secret Service. We live in a a mid-sized north Alabama town and to describe this gentleman as an exotic in the neighborhood would be an understatement. He proceeded to explain his purpose in the visit was to ask a few questions regarding my roomie/dear friend, who had apparently been reported as having made chronic and routine death threats against our President. My friend is an aged, frail blustery old man. I admit he has said horrid things about conservatives, especially Mr Barack and Ms Pelosi [and EVERY ONE in California - oh, and the entire country of France]! He's just an old redneck, a product of his times and environment - but mainly just a helpless, bitter, mouthy old cripple. I phoned his work and told him he had to come home, and why. He did, and this very nice man apparently from the Secret Service said that someone had reported that someone had been reporting almost weekly that he was making death threats against the President! I am still stunned and just can't believe this. Actually, this is the second such visit he has had this year - I wasn't here the last time. I talk to Jim all the time, but he has never said anything that would really make me worry - but then I know he just likes to bark, like some toothless threatened old dog. He is a virtual recluse - so I know he's not going places, such as bars, and blathering carelessly .... How in the world could this happen in America? And I wonder who in the world might be so threatened by this poor old man that they would make weekly calls to some 800-number to report stupid blathering by an old redneck? I don't condone him at all, and it personally drives me nuts - but who would want to bother with an impotent crippled old man when there are real dangers in this world?

She has new dentures.

My closest friends call me 'Tink' to this day .... :>

I do. It makes my husband furious. I keep dollars and change in my car console just for that purpose. I live in Florida where the climate is conducive - LOL. I notice that when I give money to panhandlers, it comes back to me ten-fold, just like the Bible said.