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I had a dream last night that I was playing @Qky75 in scrabble in St. Louis MO. He was really good at it and I am not. He gave me a layup so not to score too many points on me and changed “live” to lives”

Then I drove a couple hundred miles west to either Springfield or Joplin Missouri. There I was playing someone really good too. I didn’t know who his person was. They changed “lives” to “believes” somehow. I was amazed.

I have no idea what this means.

Now back to your regular programming! 😂
 
You can absolutely vent here. What does your provider say about your hips? Often, gentle exercise like walking on a flat surface can help keep the surgeon away. Of course, there comes a time when surgery is necessary. Don't put it off! 🫂🫂
The problem is my PCP does not seem to care even though the radiologist suggested on my MRI to do more scans in 6 months. So, I’m getting a new PCP who is more engaged!
 
I was tired all day yesterday. Not lethargic, just tired.

I literally had meetings from 9 o’clock till after five, then we had dinner and watch mash and Jeopardy. I fell asleep right after M*A*S*H on the couch. I woke up at 10:30 all pissed off that I wouldn’t sleep well.

But somehow, I went right to bed and slept till 515. I got a pretty good night sleep.
 
My dad did the cornbread and milk thing too, as dessert.

When I say say he grew up poor, I mean 6th grade education. His mom died before he was 3. His father used a mule to pull felled trees from the hallows to take to the mill via wagon. On the way home from the mill, they would hunt for dinner. Squirrel and quail with an occasional rabbit. Couldn't afford the time it took to walk to a lake to fish.

My mom scooped him up after he returned from Korea and discovered his girlfriend had dropped him for someone that made it home before he did. He was heartbroken. He had just gotten a letter from her before he started his transport back to the states too.

His dad died shortly after they were married having sold everything to afford the hooch that killed him. Dad never had two pennies to rub together until he didn't anyone to support but his wife and kids.

Smart though. Had to be. He was a success, but that's another story.

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That life experience gives one perspective. My parents were poor growing up, got married after WW2, worked blue collar jobs, swing shifts so took turns watching us kids, and were good cooks. They wanted me to get an education and I did. They were proud of me as I of them.

It gave me perspective especially around my peers who had wealthy parents! I never forgot my roots.
 
It gave me perspective especially around my peers who had wealthy parents! I never forgot my roots.
Amen brother.

Grew up working class, and even though I was the only one to ever go through college, I never forget who I am and where I came from.

Even though both of my parents maniacs in their own ways, somehow all of us kids turned out ok.

Well ‘crept for me! 😂
 
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