mthor

Why would you do something like that to yourself?

In medicine, there are some things that it's best to assume that the patient is either lying about or unaware of. Pregnancy is one of them. For example, any woman (and by woman, I mean anybody who has experienced menarche) who presents to the ER with lower abdominal pain gets, among other tests, a pregnancy test to help rule out an ectopic pregnancy, which can be fatal if not treated. Even if it's not such a dire situation, the earlier prenatal care starts, the better for both mother and child, and if the patient decides that she wants to terminate, the earlier it's done, the safer it is. I have seen kids as young as 12 gets tested; the youngest I've seen come back positive was 14, and she swore up and down that she wasn't having sex, as did mom and dad. Given that the consequences of not doing one can be catastrophic for both patient and care provider, it's worth a few minutes of being pissed that one's integrity is being called into question. Tell your friend that she needs to read the Patient's Bill of Rights (yes, there really is such a thing) for her doctor's practice; it usually states in one way or another that the patient gets to participate in any treatment decisions.

Isn't that the network where they keep trying to kill Bigfoot?

Apage, Satanas.

Why is the title phrased as a question? You don't really want an answer or a discussion, you just want a chance to spread the gospel of shit happens.

That's a pretty part of the state. It is, however, not where I am, which is also pretty but generally a little colder. And less civilized. No wineries near here - we got us a brewery. BTW - you have a daughter ? Forget donating unless you buy by the crate. It seemed like every time my daughters came to visit, somebody had forgotten something necessary, and any surplus quickly evaporated.

My place then - I'm in upstate NY, and although it's been hot this week, I'm looking at 60's and 50's starting tomorrow. Plus if you want a band, we may be able to arrange something with the bandstand on the village triangle - the mayor is my stepbrother, so maybe I can get some kind of family discount. (And the library is just across the street, I have keys, so we have restrooms.

You have to have enough AC for everybody to be standing right up next to it. But hey - for party favors, we can have paper fans. Big, sturdy paper fans. (And it's a good way to tell who the hot flash fairy is visiting at any given moment.)

I'm there - your place or mine?

That's a great idea...you can donate all of your unused supplies to a homeless shelter and we can drink pina coladas while we say aloha to them. And then we can have really spicy food because everybody will be sweating already anyway.

Yeah...yeah... been there, done that But when it's over, it's OVER FOREVER :brownbottle:

The getting there process sucks. I had 3 or 4 false starts before I actually succeeded at the magic year.

It's worth every hot flash.

It's a lost art (get ready for it) PERIOD.

You? Have style?

Don't creep on the members. That's too tacky for words.

Thank you! <3 I've got James Branch Cabell's Jurgen this year. I don't know anything about it, except that there were attempts made to ban it for obscenity, so it's probably right up my alley.

But by the time you try to eat them, they're not bigger than your head anymore.

Thank you for not using the autoplay.

Which they? Which secretary?

How much have you been drinking (note that I do not ask if.)?

Nice. Stolen valor. Your stuff is like the limbo - how low can you go? Here - new theme song for you.

You should never eat anything larger than your head.

Unlikely. He's in omnipotent, eternal denial.