Okay, okay. Good thought. Will tweak it again. It's sounding a lot like the ubiquitous "am I pregnant."
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It's a fine line eh? Now just to find the happy medium.
Not the happy medium, but get past the happy men who are somewhat squeamish...
How about this -- "Could these discharges of blood and mucus be signs of pregnancy?"
And I'm eating jelly beans watching Alty chase Dad.
LOL! That sounds good WG.
Now you have two angry cannucks on yer bum Dad, well one German Cannuck and one Hinze 57!
Some people are so squeamish. I see blood and mucous then go eat lunch.
I can handle blood and mucous, but it depends on where it's coming from. If it's mucous out of the nose (a kid sneezes and a big string of snot hangs out of his nose), I will puke. In fact, when we watch America funniest videos, and they show a kid that sneezes, I can't look. I'd rather watch someone being cut open then see that.
I'm a gagger.
I worked in Physical Therapy for two years after I left teaching. The floor nurses would give the patients laxatives in the evening, and first thing after breakfast we would bring them to the PT department for their morning exercises. Guess what we spent a lot of time doing before lunch...
Lol tsk tsk Dad...
I can stick my fingers in a dogs butt and express anal glands, I can stick my hand in an open incision in a cats stomach and pull out the pancreas, but show me (human) mucus or poo poo and I'm no good. There were times when I was weak changing Emily's diapers.
The worst experience I've ever had, and it wasn't even me, it was me by association, was the dog poo baby diapers episode.
Let me explain.
Jared was a baby. He wore diapers. I would throw the dirty ones into a diaper pail, and then every day at the end of the day I'd put them in a big trash bag and take them outside.
Well, one of those days Rod decided to use the same trash bag, that already contained dirty diapers, and do some dog poo pickup in the backyard. He filled the bag 3/4 of the way, and it started raining. So he put the bag on the side of the house with the intention of finishing up the next day. Well it rained for a week, and by the time it stopped, Rod had forgotten about the bag.
A few months later (yes, months!) Rod was doing some yard work, walked by the bag that was on the side of the house, and thought "hmmm, what is that? I should throw it out".
He picked it up and caught a whiff. I was inside at the time. He came in, white as a sheet, walked right by me and went to the bathroom to puke.
Apparently the bag had changed color. The bottom half had turned black, but the top part was still the original green color. It was that bad.
He begged me to take it and put it in another garbage bag to put it on the curb. No way bud! Not for millions!
I never had to smell it, but I can imagine. Not much makes Rod sick, and his sense of smell sucks. If he got sick from it, I probably would have died.
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Hello Everyone,
It's been a while since I 've checked in and was not too surprised to find yet another new skin. This one seems OK but I haven't checked it out in any detail (not that it matters it is the people that make this site special and I have missed you all.)
Since I last posted I have moved three times, taken several long road trips and was seriously questioning my sanity. I could not rationalize the death of a pet being so profound.
After a week of locking myself in my apartment and crying like a little girl , I realized that since the day I got him we had been together 24 7 until the day I had to put him to sleep.
I loved that little dog more than I even realized.
But since I have decided to rejoin the insanity of everyday life I thought that this is the place to start and these are the people who will understand it helps to get it off your chest . And it has.
I will be checking in more as I get more time. I have a lot of loose ends to tie up . That seems to happen when you blow off responsibility for a few months.
It will be nice to be back.
Martin, welcome back. It's really good to see you. :)
The new skin is a compromise between Go and Light. It is working a lot better than Go ever did. This time they seem to be listening to us about making it more user friendly for most people. If you have any thoughts on it (especially after trying it out for a day or three), there is thread for feed-back.
If you need to share, you know we are here for you. :)
If you need a laugh, we're good at that too.;)
There's a little 10 year old on the boards, she's not being mean but handing out advice with all her years of experience! just a heads up if anyone she's her on the adult boards.. username- Balarasara
I want more Trailer Park Boys shows. Can one of you Canadians go tell Ricky, Julian and Bubbles to get back to work? I want Lucy on every show. Tell them that too.
Thank you. I'll be waiting.
Martin is back! Yay!
Martin, losing a pet isn't easy. Only those of us that have loved an animal, understand what it is to lose one. We're here if you need to talk. I hope you know that. (hugs)
Magprob. You always flit in, and then flit right back out. Bad boy! Stick around. We're tons of fun! Give us a try (that was not intended to be a sexual come on. Just fyi). ;)
Teething sucks.
Just sayin'
I can't wait until he hits the Terrible Twos. After that, it's time for Potty Training.
I still believe it is all in the family dynamics. I've raised 4 children and never had these problems.
I am just crabby from lack of sleep. HD got pissy at me giving notice, and I have crappy hours the next 2 weeks... I got to bed after midnight last night, and was up at 4 to get ready to be to work by 6, and got up between 1 and 2 to feed Boo... who has been crabby and clingy since I got home.
So... it's more me than him
I'm sorry Sis. Isn't Boo sleeping through the night yet?
He was... but now he wakes up because his mouth hurts. It's either just feed him (and sleep a little later in the morning when I'm not working), or sit with him while he chews on a frozen wash cloth :(
Hubby tries to help, but just doesn't know what to do.
Please don't turn this analytical. I don't need counseling and I understand Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs as well as Erikson's Developmental Stages.
My two oldest clung to me, didn't have play dates nor did they go to school until kindergarten (no daycare and no preschool) and I never had these problems. I have good parenting skills. That is why we never experienced that "stage."
It's not Maslow or Erikson.
Synn, can you make a list for your husband? Would that help? Mine always did best with something written down, so at least he had half a chance of striking gold.
He just doesn't think that "just holding the baby" is necessarily good parenting. I agree with him to a point, but I see this as "comforting while in pain", not coddling. He's willing to get up with the baby to feed him if I have milk pumped, but will just let the baby fuss if he's not hungry or wet... Forgetting that I CANNOT sleep through it, if for no other reason than milk drawing down.
I give him tylenol, and that helps, but it still takes time to take effect---time that I'm not sleeping.
He conked now, so I'm going to bed before I pass out. Thanks for listening to me whine :)
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