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<blockquote data-quote="Star*" data-source="post: 576602" data-attributes="member: 4964"><p>Thanks everyone........and Witz? I would have LOVED......to have met you for anything. ANYTHING.....cuppa this, piece of that. I'm so sorry I missed you. Maybe some day. Will check out the kidney foundation. For now? Dr Prince Charming has actually said that Medicare (which should be Medidumb) will actually PAY for him to STAY in the hospital and get his treatments.....but will NOT pay for him to GO home and get his treatments. So for now? Doctor made orders for him to stay.......which he said to Medicare could be another 8 weeks. Coincidence? I think not. Medicare is going to need a diaper for that order when they get it. He also stated that he will find a way for DF to get his medications at home. He has his staff working on it. What an incredible man. Oddly enough the first night I met him? I called him Prince CHarming. He's from Indian lineage. But what a lovely soul. </p><p></p><p>And I sit here laughing......because I get that news.....and find out DF is NOT being discharged to come home and croak......and for () long I get a bit of a reprieve, my Mom is doing okay from her major surgery, and the text screen lights up and it's Dude.......he's not saying much, but he's suicidal, for real......and going to check himself into rehab. This didn't seem to me like the usualy Dude game of I hate life, I hope I don't wake up in the morning....it's what I hope for. Don't ask why I need rehab....my life just hasn't been anything like I thought it would be and I can't ever get happy.....ever and the mother of my child hates me = not like for a minute - she really hates my guts. I have nothing to live for. So before I do something where I don't wake up in the morning again? I think I'd better get to rehab.....if you don't talk to me for a month or two? Don't freak. Love Dude. ..........</p><p></p><p>Yup.......between DF, that ridiculous hospital and it's staff..........Dude, my Mom, the stress of work......and watching two 11 and 13 year old dogs every twitch and twinge???? Plus having someone lurking around the property again because they know DF is gone? hahahahahahahah cart me off man..........(take the song spoon man......and insert the words cartman.......cart man cart man.......cart man.......cart.......mannnnnn.) It's a wonder I don't drink. OHHHHH and I almost forgot to tell you......we wear these headsets at work right. And I LOVE Gospel music. No big deal. Have listened to it for years. But not at work. ABout the time all this stress started. I started hearing gospel music in my head set. Okay so I tell them at work.....and they look at me and say "Well Star....that's your blessing." ....um noooo I hear it. It's faint....but I hear it. HONEST. I get looks I see people turn around in their chairs and make the koo koo sign, the crasy twisty finger sign. WELL........I'm not nuts. FINALLY I hear Whitney Houston singing the gospel rendition of I want to dance with somebody......I'm thinking - OKAY I didn't THINK that was made into a gospel song.....but I know Whitney's voice and I grabbed my supervisor and I said....FOR THREE weeks......I've heard songs I don't know faintly and some that I kinda know.....and some that I do know ......(some I actually like) and now I hear WHITNEY......sit and listen.....so she does and LOW and BEHOLD......SHE HEARS IT.....and makes the other girls in my corner LISTEN.....and THEY hear it. HA!!! HA HA!! I'm not nuts. (well that's debatable) but I do hear it. Okay so I had to go to the directors office and in her office on the lowest setting she has a tiny......boom box with ........GOSPEL music. AND I said...ITS YOU.....YOUR playing it. Come to find out.....I am not saying I can hear through walls......But my head set is picking up her music through two walls and a hall. and now I think I'm going to go applyfor a secret squirrel job with the FBI. I bet now they <u><em><strong>write</strong></em></u> about me behind my back on paper.....</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Star*, post: 576602, member: 4964"] Thanks everyone........and Witz? I would have LOVED......to have met you for anything. ANYTHING.....cuppa this, piece of that. I'm so sorry I missed you. Maybe some day. Will check out the kidney foundation. For now? Dr Prince Charming has actually said that Medicare (which should be Medidumb) will actually PAY for him to STAY in the hospital and get his treatments.....but will NOT pay for him to GO home and get his treatments. So for now? Doctor made orders for him to stay.......which he said to Medicare could be another 8 weeks. Coincidence? I think not. Medicare is going to need a diaper for that order when they get it. He also stated that he will find a way for DF to get his medications at home. He has his staff working on it. What an incredible man. Oddly enough the first night I met him? I called him Prince CHarming. He's from Indian lineage. But what a lovely soul. And I sit here laughing......because I get that news.....and find out DF is NOT being discharged to come home and croak......and for () long I get a bit of a reprieve, my Mom is doing okay from her major surgery, and the text screen lights up and it's Dude.......he's not saying much, but he's suicidal, for real......and going to check himself into rehab. This didn't seem to me like the usualy Dude game of I hate life, I hope I don't wake up in the morning....it's what I hope for. Don't ask why I need rehab....my life just hasn't been anything like I thought it would be and I can't ever get happy.....ever and the mother of my child hates me = not like for a minute - she really hates my guts. I have nothing to live for. So before I do something where I don't wake up in the morning again? I think I'd better get to rehab.....if you don't talk to me for a month or two? Don't freak. Love Dude. .......... Yup.......between DF, that ridiculous hospital and it's staff..........Dude, my Mom, the stress of work......and watching two 11 and 13 year old dogs every twitch and twinge???? Plus having someone lurking around the property again because they know DF is gone? hahahahahahahah cart me off man..........(take the song spoon man......and insert the words cartman.......cart man cart man.......cart man.......cart.......mannnnnn.) It's a wonder I don't drink. OHHHHH and I almost forgot to tell you......we wear these headsets at work right. And I LOVE Gospel music. No big deal. Have listened to it for years. But not at work. ABout the time all this stress started. I started hearing gospel music in my head set. Okay so I tell them at work.....and they look at me and say "Well Star....that's your blessing." ....um noooo I hear it. It's faint....but I hear it. HONEST. I get looks I see people turn around in their chairs and make the koo koo sign, the crasy twisty finger sign. WELL........I'm not nuts. FINALLY I hear Whitney Houston singing the gospel rendition of I want to dance with somebody......I'm thinking - OKAY I didn't THINK that was made into a gospel song.....but I know Whitney's voice and I grabbed my supervisor and I said....FOR THREE weeks......I've heard songs I don't know faintly and some that I kinda know.....and some that I do know ......(some I actually like) and now I hear WHITNEY......sit and listen.....so she does and LOW and BEHOLD......SHE HEARS IT.....and makes the other girls in my corner LISTEN.....and THEY hear it. HA!!! HA HA!! I'm not nuts. (well that's debatable) but I do hear it. Okay so I had to go to the directors office and in her office on the lowest setting she has a tiny......boom box with ........GOSPEL music. AND I said...ITS YOU.....YOUR playing it. Come to find out.....I am not saying I can hear through walls......But my head set is picking up her music through two walls and a hall. and now I think I'm going to go applyfor a secret squirrel job with the FBI. I bet now they [U][I][B]write[/B][/I][/U] about me behind my back on paper..... [/QUOTE]
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