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Went down to Winston-Salem to go Costco shopping and a friend came along with me. As usual I spent far more on pet food than on stuff for my self. I managed to resist the temptation to buy a big, flat screen TV and will stick with my 24 year old 27" CRT unit for a while yet. We found a nice Chinese restaurant afterward and enjoyed a delicious lunch for a moderate price and Chinese food is not available in Floyd so it was a good treat.
At PT yesterday they gave me a simply pulley contraption that hooks over a door so I can add another exercise to work this Frozen Shoulder. If at the end of 12 sessions there does not seem to be much improvement they will send me back to my doc and said she will most likely send me on to an orthopedic specialist. I'm not willing to consider surgery at this time but there is some other procedure simply called manipulation that is done under full anesthesia. I'm not wild about that idea either.
I'll finally be taking the Suburban in to the shop for an oil change - it's taken me 5 months to put 3,000 miles on it. I guess that is one of the benefits of being retired, you get to stay home a lot. If it weren't for my involvement in the humane society and doing lots of driving to adoption events, the spay/neuter clinic, going out to help trap feral cats around the county, etc. I'd hardly go anywhere.
It's time for another cuppa joe and then get all the critters fed and meds dispensed to a couple of them, then dressed to work boots and take the 'Burb over to my mechanic.
Hope you all have a great day.
I hope you have success with the "new contraption." I have been enduring shoulder problems for several years since an injury and I know your hesitation about surgery or doing something under anesthesia.
One thing nice about this forum is that we all share certain things which younger people do not. One is the knowledge of who the Lone Ranger and Tonto were.
A lady goes to a psychiatrist and tells him that her husband believes he (the husband) is the Lone Ranger.
Shrink: "How long has this been going on?"
Lady: "About 20 years."
Shrink: "Bring him in. I can cure him."
Lady: "Well, I suppose it's the right thing to do, but Tonto has been so good with the children."
A distraught senior citizen phoned her doctor's office.
"Is it true," she wanted to know, "that the medication you prescribed has to be taken for the rest of my life?"
"Yes, I'm afraid so," the doctor told her.
There was a moment of silence before the senior lady replied, "I'm wondering, then, just how serious is my conditionbecause this prescription is marked 'NO REFILLS'."
An older gentleman was on the operating table awaiting surgery a nd he insisted that his son, a renowned surgeon, perform the operation. As he was about to get the anesthesia he asked to speak to his son. "Yes, Dad, what is it?" "Don't be nervous, son do your best and just remember, if it doesn't go well, if something happens to me your mother is going to come and live with you and your wife...."
Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it. The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for
Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know "why" I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.
When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra.
You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks
One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young.
Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable. Old age is when former classmates are so gray and wrinkled and bald, they don't recognize you
If you don't learn to laugh at trouble you won't have anything to laugh at when you are old. First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up your zipper. It's worse when you forget to pull it down. Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft.. Today, it's called golf
Two old guys are pushing their carts around Wal-Mart when they collide . The first old guy says to the second guy, "Sorry about that; I'm looking for my wife, and I guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." The second old guy says, "That's OK. It's a coincidence, I'm looking for my wife, too. I can't find her and I'm getting a little desperate." The first old guy says, "Well, maybe I can help you find her. What does she look like?" The second old guy says: "Well, she is 27 yrs old, tall, with red hair, blue eyes, long legs, big bust, and is wearing short shorts. What does your wife look like?" To which the first old guy says, "Doesn't matter, --- let's look for yours."
When I got home last night, wife demanded that I take her out to some place expensive. So I took her to a gas station!!!!!!!
Lord, Keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth.
Wife looks in mirror and sees her overweight image. "I just feel awful about myself. I am fat, my hairstyle is a mess, I have so many wrinkles, my ankles are swollen and my hiney keeps spreading."
She turns to hubby, "Sweetie, I really need to hear something nice about myself right now."
Wife looks in mirror and sees her overweight image. "I just feel awful about myself. I am fat, my hairstyle is a mess, I have so many wrinkles, my ankles are swollen and my hiney keeps spreading."
She turns to hubby, "Sweetie, I really need to hear something nice about myself right now."
A wise old gentleman retired and purchased a home near a junior high school. He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in peace and contentment. Then a new school year began. The very next afternoon three young boys, full of youthful, after-school enthusiasm, came down his street, beating on every trash can they encountered. This continued day after day, so he decided to outfox them.
He walked out to meet the kidss as they banged their way down the street. He said, "You kids can really rock! Cool! I used to do the same thing when I was your age. Tell you what, I'll give you each a dollar if you'll promise to come around every day and do your thing."
The kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trashcans.
After a few days, the old-timer greeted the kids again. This time he said, "This recession's really putting a big dent in my income," he told them. "From now on, I'll only be able to pay you 50 cents to beat on the cans."
The kids were obviously displeased, but continued their afternoon ruckus. A few days later, the wily retiree approached them again as they drummed their way down the street.
"Look," he said, "I haven't received my Social Security check yet, so I'm not going to be able to give you more than 25 cents. "
"A freakin' quarter?" the drum leader exclaimed. "If you think we're going to waste our time, beating these cans around for a quarter, you're nuts! No way, dude. We quit!"
And the old man enjoyed peace and serenity for the rest of his days.
I realize this may be more appropriate on another thread but I wanted to make sure you all are reminded. You may not read some of these other threads.
This lady has changed her habit of how she lists her names on her mobile phone after her handbag was stolen. Her handbag, which contained her cell phone, credit card, wallet... etc... was stolen.
20 minutes later when she called her hubby telling him what had happened, hubby says "I've just received your text asking about our Pin number and I replied a little while ago."
When they rushed down to the bank, the bank staff told them all the money was already withdrawn. The thief had actually used the stolen cell phone to text "hubby" in the contact list and got hold of the pin number. Within 20 minutes he had withdrawn all the money from their bank account.
Moral of the lesson: Do not disclose the relationship between you and the people in your contact list. Avoid using names like Home, Honey, Hubby,Sweetheart, Dad, Mom, etc...
I realize this may be more appropriate on another thread but I wanted to make sure you all are reminded. You may not read some of these other threads.
This lady has changed her habit of how she lists her names on her mobile phone after her handbag was stolen. Her handbag, which contained her cell phone, credit card, wallet... etc... was stolen.
20 minutes later when she called her hubby telling him what had happened, hubby says "I've just received your text asking about our Pin number and I replied a little while ago."
When they rushed down to the bank, the bank staff told them all the money was already withdrawn. The thief had actually used the stolen cell phone to text "hubby" in the contact list and got hold of the pin number. Within 20 minutes he had withdrawn all the money from their bank account.
Moral of the lesson: Do not disclose the relationship between you and the people in your contact list. Avoid using names like Home, Honey, Hubby,Sweetheart, Dad, Mom, etc...
A good warning.
I do not use a bank ATM or debit card. I either use cash withdrawn from a bank (my three banks have allowed me a numerical password without which no transactions even deposits can be made) or a credit card that I pay off each month with rewards.
But your moral has other dimensions, as you can well imagine. I do not text, but isn't that record permanent in your phone?
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Common cultural knowledge because of our age
