Sometimes having heart conditions will make you look like you do drugs. It'll take a toll on your body. Also other diseases can affect the heart and require cardio intervention. Cancer is one of the many.Drugs are bad.
Maybe I'm jumping to conclusions, maybe I'm categorizing folks into the wrong box, but....
Spent most of the morning in the waiting room of a busy cardiology office. Noticed that 2/3 of the patients were what you would probably expect...well over 65, overweight, etc.
The other third....was mostly young males, 20-30 years old. Judging on appearances, they all got moved into the box labeled "You've been putting bad shit into your body, and now it's failing." AKA, drugs are not good for you.
I'm talking about 20-25 or so "old" patients, and 10+ young ones. Statistically more I would think than the occasional young person with a heart defect.
Sometimes having heart conditions will make you look like you do drugs. It'll take a toll on your body. Also other diseases can affect the heart and require cardio intervention. Cancer is one of the many.
Loosing a four legged family member is tough, you think you’re prepared, you know it’s gonna happen, when it does happen it’s heart wrenching. More so as you know there were no conditions to which they showed you their own heart and soul. Can’t say that with people in most cases.Since I can no longer access the "things that suck ass" thread, I'll put this here:
Right now, in this moment, one of the three things in my life that I've had the longest is on its last legs. I got my truck in 2005, my explorer in 2007, and my dog in 2009. The truck hasn't run since 2010, the explorer hasn't run in over a year and a half, and now the dog looks like hes had his run too.
Moose and I clicked the from the time he was born. Came to the sound of my voice before his eyes were opened. Knew he was mine. Hes seen my boys grow up. Didnt bark unless he needed to. Was gentle with the kids. Rode in the front seat of my explorer like a king. As they say, all good things must come to an end.
I'm a big, strong, manly man, and I am willing to admit, I'm not ok right now.
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Since I can no longer access the "things that suck ass" thread, I'll put this here:
Right now, in this moment, one of the three things in my life that I've had the longest is on its last legs. I got my truck in 2005, my explorer in 2007, and my dog in 2009. The truck hasn't run since 2010, the explorer hasn't run in over a year and a half, and now the dog looks like hes had his run too.
Moose and I clicked the from the time he was born. Came to the sound of my voice before his eyes were opened. Knew he was mine. Hes seen my boys grow up. Didnt bark unless he needed to. Was gentle with the kids. Rode in the front seat of my explorer like a king. As they say, all good things must come to an end.
I'm a big, strong, manly man, and I am willing to admit, I'm not ok right now.
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Man, I remember when my childhood dog died. He was born on my birthday and got him I guess 8 weeks after. I was 10 years old. He lived for 13 years. I had already moved out for a couple years and was living with my fiancé and her dog and I remember my parents telling me that I needed to come see him soon. I went to go see him on a Wednesday. He had really bad arthritis in his back legs and when I got there, he got up and laid in my lap and I just talked to him for about 15-20 minutes. I picked him up and took him outside to pee, brought him back in and laid him back in his bed with his little toy cheeseburger and I left. I went home and I remember my now wife's dog would not leave my side the whole night. Got up the next morning and got in the shower and when I got out, her dog Chloe was waiting for me when I got out...thought that was weird. Came home after work that day and got a call from my Dad that my dog had passed away. He waited for to come see him one last time and I guess my wife's dog could smell it on me and knew that it was going to happen.Since I can no longer access the "things that suck ass" thread, I'll put this here:
Right now, in this moment, one of the three things in my life that I've had the longest is on its last legs. I got my truck in 2005, my explorer in 2007, and my dog in 2009. The truck hasn't run since 2010, the explorer hasn't run in over a year and a half, and now the dog looks like hes had his run too.
Moose and I clicked the from the time he was born. Came to the sound of my voice before his eyes were opened. Knew he was mine. Hes seen my boys grow up. Didnt bark unless he needed to. Was gentle with the kids. Rode in the front seat of my explorer like a king. As they say, all good things must come to an end.
I'm a big, strong, manly man, and I am willing to admit, I'm not ok right now.
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Sorry to hear man. It's not an easy thing, I just lost Vito and even 2 weeks later its still rough.Since I can no longer access the "things that suck ass" thread, I'll put this here:
Right now, in this moment, one of the three things in my life that I've had the longest is on its last legs. I got my truck in 2005, my explorer in 2007, and my dog in 2009. The truck hasn't run since 2010, the explorer hasn't run in over a year and a half, and now the dog looks like hes had his run too.
Moose and I clicked the from the time he was born. Came to the sound of my voice before his eyes were opened. Knew he was mine. Hes seen my boys grow up. Didnt bark unless he needed to. Was gentle with the kids. Rode in the front seat of my explorer like a king. As they say, all good things must come to an end.
I'm a big, strong, manly man, and I am willing to admit, I'm not ok right now.
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I can carry an impressive tune. No doubt.I learned @Jody Treadway is a college trained chorus singer. True story, @tlucier can verify.
I learned @Jody Treadway is a college trained chorus singer. True story, @tlucier can verify.
Tell her she needs counseling for trust issues. I promise it will go over well.Why is it that when I tell my wife, "Please dont say anything to anyone, including your sister.", she will literally tell whomever she wants to, and I'm an asshole for getting mad.
And then when we have a conversation about something, and she NEVER says anything about it being private, I'm an asshole for talking about it?
Maybe I just need to stop talking altogether, but then I'll probably just be an asshole for not talking to anyone....
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Dafuk you say! Lost your damn mind.Tell her she needs counseling for trust issues. I promise it will go over well.
This is my current dilemma....I'm an asshole because I don't talk anymore, and when I do I'm just 'being civil' (how I'm told I'm being, anyway).Maybe I just need to stop talking altogether, but then I'll probably just be an asshole for not talking to anyone....
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