Ugh. Nor much fun, I’ve 95% left and 90% occlusion on right c1 & c2 foramen. Only numbness so far so pilates to strengthen Supporting muscles etc.
Ouch ! Get better soon !
Gee, you live in Melb; I thought that would be torture enough, especially with your Premiers attitude to freedom!!
Yeah, right! I actually survived 4 years in Brisbane during the Joe the peanut farmer ’year's of freedom’. And why would the minister of police also be the minister of gaming?? No conflict of interest there…
Beside Queensland now has too many people from NSW and VIC.
Although I enjoyed watching the hockey at the Gold Coast Commonwealth games.
Nah, didn't you hear, we kicked out all those furriners and closed our borders!! And what's wrong with peanuts? Someone has to grow them!!
Damn that's just wow…just have no words to say.No spinal anomalies or knee replacements to report from here. I hope you get better, Watchers. Or at least, that things don't get any worse.
Yesterday something happened and it's still on my mind. Just as background, I live in Egypt with my family and things don't exactly work the same way here as they do back in America. So I was sitting in my apartment's living room and I saw something drop past the window and I heard a loud clang. My daughter and I ran out to the balcony and looked down and we saw a cat twitching on the ground. It stopped twitching, and I told my daughter that the cat died, and she started crying. And then the other kids ran out to see what was wrong.
I told the kids to come inside, but they wouldn't listen and they all ran out to the balcony to cry over the dead cat. I went to ask the building's maintenance guy to get rid of the cat. But it turns out the cat was still alive. Its back was broken and it couldn't move its back legs. It tried struggling up onto its front legs, but I think its front legs were broken. The maintenance guy didn't want to go near it. He said he would get rid of it when it dies.
I had no idea how long that would be and I didn't want the cat suffering and I didn't want my kids watching it. So I got a cardboard box and a plastic trash bag. I put the cat in the box, went into the parking garage, and sealed up the box in the plastic bag. I didn't know how much air was in the bag, but I hoped that asphyxiation would be a kinder death than starvation. I set the box out by the trash.
This morning I went for my daily jog. And I saw the dead cat lying half out of the box that it apparently clawed its way out of.
Sorry to give all of you those mental images. It has just been on my mind and I'm not having PTSD or anything but I just wanted to tell someone.
Jimmy Carter did.Nah, didn't you hear, we kicked out all those furriners and closed our borders!! And what's wrong with peanuts? Someone has to grow them!!
No spinal anomalies or knee replacements to report from here. I hope you get better, Watchers. Or at least, that things don't get any worse.
Yesterday something happened and it's still on my mind. Just as background, I live in Egypt with my family and things don't exactly work the same way here as they do back in America. So I was sitting in my apartment's living room and I saw something drop past the window and I heard a loud clang. My daughter and I ran out to the balcony and looked down and we saw a cat twitching on the ground. It stopped twitching, and I told my daughter that the cat died, and she started crying. And then the other kids ran out to see what was wrong.
I told the kids to come inside, but they wouldn't listen and they all ran out to the balcony to cry over the dead cat. I went to ask the building's maintenance guy to get rid of the cat. But it turns out the cat was still alive. Its back was broken and it couldn't move its back legs. It tried struggling up onto its front legs, but I think its front legs were broken. The maintenance guy didn't want to go near it. He said he would get rid of it when it dies.
I had no idea how long that would be and I didn't want the cat suffering and I didn't want my kids watching it. So I got a cardboard box and a plastic trash bag. I put the cat in the box, went into the parking garage, and sealed up the box in the plastic bag. I didn't know how much air was in the bag, but I hoped that asphyxiation would be a kinder death than starvation. I set the box out by the trash.
This morning I went for my daily jog. And I saw the dead cat lying half out of the box that it apparently clawed its way out of.
Sorry to give all of you those mental images. It has just been on my mind and I'm not having PTSD or anything but I just wanted to tell someone.
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Is the city under lock-down where you live in Egypt? …
Thanks, first major progress moved from surgical to torture unit (rehabilitation) today.
Cairo is under curfew. No one out after 8:00 PM and non-essential businesses are supposed to be closed. This happened in the evening and I don't think we could have gotten it to a vet and I don't know that there was really anything a vet could have done for the cat except maybe euthanize it.Damn that's just wow…just have no words to say.
Is the city under lock-down where you live in Egypt? Was there no way to get the cat to a vet? Hope your kids aren't to traumatized. You as well this stuff is traumatizing.
From Worldometers it seems that Egypt, along with South Africa are countries where the infection is spreading very fast.
a pibbur who would like to go to Egypt for archeology reasons, but who won't go to Egypt no matter what. Not beacuse of Covid or dying cats, but because of the heat. Anything above 20 C (297K)…yeeeech. And probably too little rain.