You're more than welcome hun =)
And I know it's a super uncertain moment for you right now,
But you can be certain of one thing: We will all be here for you no matter the outcome of his tests <3
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thankyou so much for the support lilium ;__; im so lucky to have fronds like you.
Fins crossed that everything goes well and that it's not serious!
thanks pearlie. i'm hoping too!
with fronds like these, who needs anenomes?
Not really a bitch but...
NOOOOOO :(
Spock died
He's returned to the stars. He lived long, and prospered.
Rest in peace, Mr. Spock. :(
And he isn't the only one who passed away. Eugenie Clark, a marine biologist and mentor to Dr. Sylvia Earle died yesterday, too. :( (at least according to the Mission Blue channel on FB)
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*Gives liver*
Does this work?
I cannot overtly bitch about what is bothering me because it deals with work. I work in mental health and everything is protected by HIPPA.
I will say I am a supporter of persons with mental health issues finding other ways to cope with their difficulties outside of just pure medication; with the notion that it really is helping them. If someone functions better and has a better sense of wellness on their medication, then I think they should take that. Where I work lets people make up their own choices, to a point. If you want to refuse your meds you have that right, but not taking meds will be seen as not following with your care plan (unless you speak to the doctor and work out an alternative that they will write in your plan in place of meds or along with meds).
Tonight I was at the receiving end of someone's aggression towards a simple issue that was caused by a lot of little things going wrong: special dietary meal not saved right and was eaten by someone else, replacement meal was not up to person's standards, person unable to communicate their frustration and could not respond to my asking if I could help them by getting them something else or what they would want instead. The aggression went on for 40 minutes; 35 minutes longer than it had to partly due to the fact person does not take their court ordered meds because they don't want to. Even those above me believe person should and since we do not force feed them meds or force them to take them, our hands are essentially tied.
I was so shaken up by this I called in sick tomorrow. (Not to mention it will be good to give my planar facities (sp?) a rest.) I was so upset that when I got home I got out the ice cream, bundled in a blanket, and tried to think of how confused and upset person was, basically trying to see things from their view, and I tried to think of what I could have done differently. There really wasn't anything, but I tried to blame all that on something I did. Somedays I really, really hate my job.
Agh HIPPA the bane of my existence!
I hate this freaking dress.
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So this is a relatively small complaint but it really annoyed me. I purchased my first monofin two weeks ago (it's a Hydra and I freaking love it!) and had been swimming in my local pool with it without a problem. Until a few days ago. As I had before, I arrived at the pool with my mono (in a clear bag btw, so you can tell what is in it), payed my £6 entrance fee at the reception and went merrily on my way to the pool.
Once in the water with my fin, I swimming along quite happily in the relatively empty pool when I get called to the waters edge and told that I cannot wear my fin (and snorkel goggles!) because I pose a risk to others and myself. I tried to explain that I had used those items in the same venue previously and I was met with nothing but hostility.
What the actual hell.
Oh I've had that problem too and I asked ahead I hate it when the rules just change
I have to hire a lane to swim at my local pool and the last time I booked a different time than usual so there was a swimming class on at the same time, the instructor asked if I would mind moving a lane over , away from the edge so of course I agreed ,I'm not gonna let children drown cause they can't hold onto the wall lol. But then they don't put up another lane rope and I can't swim in my fin with the rest of the pool for ''health and safety'' then they just dump the kids in my lane and have them swimming laps while i'm trying not to hit them with my tail, They didn't want to put out another lane out so they don't take up more free swimming space for 'paying swimmers' and apparently I 'shouldn't have been allowed to book the same time as the lessons' Ugh, they eventually left but I couldn't really swim properly with children so close to me. sadly it's the only place that allows me to swim in my tail so I guess I'm stuck trying to swim around kids. I love children but I wasn't prepared for a 'performance' . they even saw me take off my tail.
Scotland and it's pools. I even spoke to friends about getting a petition going for the use of fins in pools because it annoyed me so much! Of course a petition isn't a feesable idea because it would be completely ignored.
I've resorted to looking for gyms that have pools. *Sigh* The charges are extortionate though.
Mine is council owned so it's quite cheap ,well £6 an hour but I guess it's not so bad? I'll maybe look into pools in glasgow
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Yeah, I was using Edinburgh Lesuire, but now apparently there are no fins allowed. Gyms cost upwards of £40 a month but it's the only option
How did you like the monofin? I think it's the same as the one in my fabric tail, i don't know whether it's the fabric but I feel like mine is quite difficult to push through the water
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At first I found it difficult because it was my first ever swim in a monofin but when I got the hang of it, it was nice in the water. It's got a great push in it too and it sometimes strains the ankles
:lol: :thumbs-up:
it annoys me too, because it's clear as sunshine the colours are dirty white / ugly brown yellow.
AND IT'S UGLY TOO.
Concerning pools and their "rules"; I think I've bitched about those in this thread at least 3 times already.
Yesterday, I had a fabulous time in one of the pools which strictly disallow fins (even fins so short they are hardly longer than my toes, meaning any guys' foot will be longer and broader),
and what do I see?
There's one of those "pro" dudes, splashing around like a drowning puppy, wearing wide swimgloves that are wider and bigger than a pizza plate.
Certainly bigger than my shortfins.
But that's ok ofc, just as the bulky things the aquajoggers put on their feet and then kick all around them.
Coz those are the cool guys. Right?
Double standards. Double standards everywhere!
You guys should all move to Sweden, everyone I've talked to have been nothing but supportive about tails and fins. (As long as you don't swim into anyone)
I wish it was like that here! People just tend to stare at you should you dare put a fin on, let alone a tail
So, as though my night at work last night was not enough to be something to bitch about, I woke to something else today.
Mail service to my house has been suspended. Why? Because of my stepfather's forgetfulness.
We have a pair of dachshunds that are trained to stay in our front yard to keep my mother company when she gardens. My step dad takes them out all the time at the worst times: busy street (we live near a school) hours and when the mail comes. One of our dogs, Sherlock, thinks he is a doberman. He is all bark, no bite. He will run up to someone, bark at them, howl, then run back to my mother or step father.
My mother has asked her husband repetitively to keep the dogs in the back yard from now on, since he lets them out at these times and she is afraid that they will get hit by a car or someone will hurt Sherlock thinking he will bite them. My step dad has said he would, but he does so anyways and always claims that he forgets. We believe he has early onset dementia, but he is in denial and his doctor's tests are not showing it, but we see it constantly at home.
One of the persons that Sherlock likes to run up to and bark at is the mail carrier. We had been asked to please keep the dog away from him and my mother has worked to do so. Yesterday, my step dad let the dogs out in the front yarn AGAIN and Sherlock saw the mail carrier and ran over to them barking.
Today, my mother got a notice: mail suspension until she signs a document at the post office saying that Sherlock will be kept under control and if he isn't then they will take him away and have him put down. My mother is not mad at the post office, as she understands they are trying to protect their carriers, but she (and I) are livid at my step dad. What did my step dad have to say about all this?
"I let him out, and just plum forgot. But you should have seen that <word omitted> jump! It was hilarious."
Yeah, you know what else is hilarious? You have our dog listed as a dangerous animal now and they could potentially take him and kill him. Good. Fucking. Job.
My mom is now looking into getting a fence put up around her front yard, which will kill a lot of her flowers in an attempt to keep Sherlock safe from my step dad's forgetfulness. Sherlock is not at fault here, he is defending his home and alerting us to threats, as he sees them, and he has never bit or hurt another person or dog. He is gentle, except for his barking behavior.
I don't know what to do now. It feels as though now along with work and school I have to spend my time doing homework AND babysitting a man to make sure our dog is not killed. My mother has even considered selling the house and moving. It's all a mess and I am so... I'm just done.
Your stepdad sounds like a combination of my dad (the forgetting and not admitting things are bad) and my grandpa (The forgetting all the time and being in denial). Ouch. I'm sorry. On the upside, dachsie love over here! Honestly, I've never actually met a vicious dachsie...but they're probably out there somewhere. My dog my family had when I was a kid was like that, running and barking but then running away back to the house...or just trying to be brave from behind your legs.
Update on the hubby's liver: he's perfectly fine.
but thats not what i want to bitch about.
Last night i got home from work really late and i was too tired and hungry to do anything. he told me that he was playing a game but he'll make me something after. which is usually fine by me. but not last night. after nearly an hour of waiting, i dont know what happened but i fell off my computer chair from exhaustion. what does he do?
he continues playing. wtf.
he literally chose his stupid videogames over me. wtf. like.. i can't... wtf just happened??
I hate to say it, but when something like this happens early in a relationship (and shortly after marriage) it doesn't bode well for the future.
Little Orca, get the fence. You can always get more flowers. Get a bark collar, too. Your dog is marked and one infraction is enough to cause a whole lot of misery. If your step dad's potential dementia is real and he's not just being an asshole, your dog is still at risk.
Seaglass, maybe it's some passive/aggressive behavior? I'm glad his liver is fine. I was afraid it was Hep C or liver cancer.
yeah. tell me about it. =_=
No he just drank too much over the holidays.
So apparently from £300-350 for moving back into his old room, my brother is now going to give me only £150 and he'll start putting stuff in there. No, just no. The original money would help to my NZ fund, it would pretty much give me almost what I need, hundred or so out.
When I started speaking about it to everyone, he then told me to go upstairs and go away because I'm shrieking and starting to screech. Yet I was speaking normally, sometimes I think I shouldn't speak at all in the house as I'm apparently screeching all the time.
That sucks Vixy! I do think you should stand your ground though, because it's unfair for people to go back on what they originally said
I thought you extracted yourself from your nutty brother a while ago.
Well after giving him a one day silent treatment he came up to me and gave me a one hour long apology. I kid you not it was actually an hour. When I came home from work he offered to massage me and he bought me dinner... and a sweater that looks like A's (pretty little liars) and a new yoga mat I wanted from forever21.
And because I was still tired and my legs were sore from staying overtime (love my job, it's worth the pain) he decided to help me to the room and avoided video games all night to stay and talk to me.
Aw.. ;-; he's acting on his apology.
New bitchy bitch thing: a little twerp scratched my hand at the store. =_= ow.
For every time my 14-year old son tells me to shut up, I will be scratching my testicles in front of his future girlfriend (or boyfriend). That is all.