They asked if I was against transfusions. Nope, I'm not. If they end up having to do it, I'm fine with it. They said they would "type me" the day of the surgery. Guess I'll FINALLY, after 53 years, find out my blood type.
What Am I, A Pin Cushion?
They asked if I was against transfusions. Nope, I'm not. If they end up having to do it, I'm fine with it. They said they would "type me" the day of the surgery. Guess I'll FINALLY, after 53 years, find out my blood type.
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Convoluted History
A bit of history of the acre of land I'm living on... The house I'm living in was built in 1963, the year mom and dad married. It was the half acre…
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You Could Hear A Pen(not a "pin") Drop
The ol' house is rather quiet at the moment. I guess mom was feeling a bit "cooped up", so she's gone to visit Uncle Barrett for a while this…
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Sometimes I Wonder Why I Bother Going On
Got yet another letter of rejection concerning my Social Security disability application. They say they've reviewed my medical records, and don't see…
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