Posted on 04/08/2005 4:26:16 PM PDT by Eaker

Prayers for TexasCowboy!
TexasCowboy has been using his hip injury as an excuse to prevent his friends from shooting his new riot gun.
Well some of us offered to take a look at it for him and he decided both a proffesional and sober opinion might make more sense.
So he found a coupon and now he is going to let some old saw-bones cut on him.
Probably a better idea than letting us do it, but a few folks feelings are still hurt!
Please all say a prayer for our Cowboy that he is back in the saddle again real soon.
Hey TC,
On the stage, they say "Break a Leg" for good luck. Since you have already beat me to the punch, I'll just send you my wishes for a speedy recovery with this...."Cent'anni" In Italian, that means (may you live) 100 years! "Salute" which means "Health" and "tanti baci"...lotsa kisses.
Behave!
Auntie Stanz
prayers continue
Hope TC enjoys that walk down 'memory lane' ;^) It is a good one.
ITMT; do wonder where so many of these posters have gone. . .and the patience for such posts as well; seems less of it here now. . .
Hi Aunti N....
I didn't have my hat in Chicago :( But riding "Trigger" was fun!
If I can grow up to be 1/2 the man my Uncle TC is.... all will be right with the world.
Love you!
"TT"
My prayers for you TC. God is keeping you safe and healing you.
Going to bed, after midnight here on the East Coast...good night, Dinky..:))
Love you, too, Termite!!!!!
But it's a BEAUTIFUL red X!!!
And the love and prayers of uncounted FReepers. Not to mention the love of one little miracle Termite.
The second suggestion is of course only in jest, but the first is more than half serious.
Let's just say I had a copy of a key to a hidden Treasure Chest, not on FR..:))
It is so refreshing to look back on "How It Was" when we were young....an entirely different world.
Going to bed now, and will check back tomorrow in case TC wants to chat while he recovers from flirting with the purdiest nurses ummm...rests...
This fella and his horse, Trigger, sez:
"Good night, Cowboy - we're watching over y'all tonight!" ---
Boos and hisses if things go slowly or the OR staff looks as if they did something the least bit ineptly -- Font Size "14" wild cheers reverberating throughout the uncushioned walls if things look "right" - I O Oh So H O..:))
NOW how am I going to get to sleep,
lying in bed laughing like this
!!!
Shame on y'all, El Gato!!
hmmmm. . .'copy of a key to a hidden Treasure Chest, not on FR'. . .some torture to deal with here, on top of Roy's memory!
Say Good Night, Maggie.....
Likely one of the least unpleasant things you'll have to do to kick that cancer in it's butt. I remember having to do that when I had my back surgery a few years ago, in San Antonio. The worst of those tests, for shear terror, was the stress test, with the radionuclide imaging of my heart. My EKG apparently has a hitch in its getalong or something, and so they insisted on my seeing a Cardiologist and he insisted on the stress test.
A little word of advice to all here, if you ever have to have a stress test, and they give you the option of the treadmill or other exercise device or the chemical version, take the treadmill. Because of my weight, bad knee and the bad back (herniated disk) they wouldn't let me do the treadmill. The other one is quite frightening, even when they tell you what's going to happen, and the doctor tells you he was involved, as a guinea pig, in the first tests of chemical, before they had the dosage figured out. It's something like being shoved out of a perfectly good airplane, while blindfolded. Even though you're pretty sure the 'chute is going to open, you aren't THAT sure, and you have absolutely no control over the whole affair.

Do you see this, BG??
Yes! I see an outline of a box, with a small red X in the upper left hand corner! That's so cool! How'd you do that?
Well for Pete's sake. NOW it works. I see it!
I took it's Properties, put it in my address bar, hit Enter....and viewed it that way.
Then, I came back to the thread, and there it was.
I'm confused. Which, of course, doesn't take much....
But first, for Dinky Applebuns --- (wait for it!)

hahahahaha ---
ah....can you tell us what it is???
LOL!!!!!!!!
........and now, it's gone again.
I give up. Sheesh.
This better???
OOh that .. forgot to tell ya, I have a "small red x box" conforming fabricator .. ordered it special.
Night, Mr. G of Victoria..:))
Ride'm Termite!
I've never heard anyone else admit to that nor have I.
Well, yes I did tell someone once, they just looked at me like I was crazy and walked away.
Sometimes I bet he wishes I would just shut up for awhile so he can listen to others.
Gosh, I'm big enough to be two small guys, but I didn't know I was plural. :)
Los Gatos
I am SO dead come morning.........
Then you will be more than fine through the valley. Praise God!
The hitch in my EKG's gitalong or the chemical they put into your IV to make your heart race like you just finished the original Marathon?
They never told me what the hitch was, apparently nothing important, since they let me have the surgery. I'm just "different" I guess.
As to the chemical, I'll have to look that up, although there are several that they use for that, as there are several radioactive cocktails that that they also put into your veins. (That part was kind of cool, and they did it both before and after the stress test. You can read about it at Centenary Cardiology
The common chemicals used to speed up the heart without the exercise are Dobutamine, which is similar to adrenaline, and Atropine, which may be given with the dobutamine to increase your heart rate. There are others as well, and to tell the truth, I don't remember which one or ones, they used on me. I just remember it being unpleasant in the extreme, but thankfully short.
Night, Lady Jarhead, er Gyrene, er, Marine! And thank you for your service to our country in its time of need.
WHERE do you get your awesome graphics from?
Carolyn
Fascinating, the things yew said behind my sleeping back..:(
Yer wurdz hurt, man galz... *LadyX pauses for a very quiet sob..* ..
and to my mind comes part of an old song:
"Please don't talk about me when I'm gone,
Oh, honey,
Though our friendship ceases from now on,
And listen,
If you can't say anything that's nice,
It's better not to talk at all,
Is my advice,"
===================================
Speaking of advice prompted the memory of an old mysterious vegetable compound, its ads bringing blushs to young gurlz and wimmin of yesteryear -- perhaps you two would benefit from use of it, 'stead of geritol??
The Famous Mrs. Pinkham's Cure:
Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound

You two, too, could look like her!!
Two too? tutu?? --
'kay -- yew two could look like this!! 
===================================
Come to think of it,
Sometimes laughter *is* the best medicine..:))
LOL.
Good Morning Lady X!
You go girl,tell 'em what is what!
Good Morning TC!
My prayers are still with you!
C'mon now,
Man...are yew some kinda Yankee dude??
In Southern Speak, y'all can mean "all of y'uns" - or "all of JUST yew"..:))
Be more considerate of the fact this thread is for a Gen-u-whine TEXAN!!
Go get 'em Big Guy!
Google for night shift. G of B will take over the night shift tonight? I'm going to be outa town and computerless. Annual Conference. Blech...
"I've learned a lot. Maybe someday God will put me in a situation where I can use that knowledge to help someone else."
Listen up, Cowboy. You're teaching all of us GOBS of good stuff every single day. You've set the high mark for how to be a cool, calm and courageous patient. And, I thank you. BIG TIME!
Little secret. I mentally took you along with me for an anteriogram/surgery number I had done a few weeks ago. I figured you'd weather it like a champ, so I did my best to emulate you.
Whole business was 100% successful, practically pain-free, and amazing. My surgeon used nine (9) computer screens to observe his progress. Kind of like being operated on by NORAD, but hey, it worked!
Hang in there, kiddo. Monday's practically around the corner. Prayers and love continue. You can bet on it.
Disclaimer: Opinions posted on Free Republic are those of the individual posters and do not necessarily represent the opinion of Free Republic or its management. All materials posted herein are protected by copyright law and the exemption for fair use of copyrighted works.