tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post3386186841219908909..comments2024-03-28T22:42:50.909-05:00Comments on Unbagging the Cats: Can We Give Val a Hand?Valhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-51198099566516674352017-04-06T16:51:04.378-05:002017-04-06T16:51:04.378-05:00I am definitely not a mani (nor pedi) kind of gal!...I am definitely not a mani (nor pedi) kind of gal! The right hand knuckles are markedly larger than my left hand knuckles. Pretty sure arthritis is knocking at the door. My mom's fingers started to crook in her later years.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-26666153128203696702017-04-06T16:48:33.704-05:002017-04-06T16:48:33.704-05:00Thanks for the finger-wishes! Only one segment of ...Thanks for the finger-wishes! Only one segment of it is purple today. It feels normal again.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-9528921946299577682017-04-06T16:46:05.208-05:002017-04-06T16:46:05.208-05:00I am not a doctor, but I've watched a lot of t...I am not a doctor, but I've watched a lot of them on TV. If morphine is a vasodilator, then you couldn't have it because it might have given you excessive bleeding in your brain due to the head injury. Sweet, sweet Morpheus might have put you to sleep permanently!<br /><br />The ambulance ride was a trip! Strapped to a rolling bed that was in turn strapped to the floor...they still managed to fling me seven ways to Sunday during that ride. I was bracing myself against the side bench/shelf with both arms the whole way.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-16118704096367503722017-04-06T14:05:43.120-05:002017-04-06T14:05:43.120-05:00My kids don't read my blog either. My boy does...My kids don't read my blog either. My boy does occasionally, but all their friends read it and tell them about whatever I wax eloquent about. If the blog is about my dogs the girls will not even listen. Like you torture Genius with your injury and pain, I torture the girls with my puppy love.<br />I think we have he same manicurist! Your fingers are nice and straight, while mine are crooked with arthritis.Kathy's Klotheslinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881966393157941515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-58401675985698916682017-04-06T11:37:40.794-05:002017-04-06T11:37:40.794-05:00Val, you had me just about rolling on the floor......Val, you had me just about rolling on the floor...and yes, laughing...while wishing I actually could laugh "MBO" :) If you read my reply to your comment on my blog...this just proves again how much I love your sense of humor and writing! Hope your finger gets all better, real soon!BECKYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15184458949017900541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-30431878848239177752017-04-05T20:44:43.897-05:002017-04-05T20:44:43.897-05:00OMG, I am so sorry. But I was laughing OUT LOUD a...OMG, I am so sorry. But I was laughing OUT LOUD at that story! I rode in an ambulance once in my life and it scared the not-heaven out of me. 'Course I had fallen and smacked my head and was having terrible nerve pains in my arms and half (no, all the way) out of my head. But that's another story. Wonder why they didn't offer me any of that fine morphine.Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.com