I like it but there is no way in hell the Wifely Unit would let me get one.
Plus I can just see myself tripping over it constantly.
But A for effort.
I like it but there is no way in hell the Wifely Unit would let me get one.
Plus I can just see myself tripping over it constantly.
But A for effort.
Actually, I don;t know if they even bothered with a scalpel or just used a damn Chop Saw.
He called me this morning while I was driving to work and I could tell right away that something wasn’t good. I told him I was driving and that I’d call him right back. So I whipped into a gas station parking lot and called him back.
Again, right away something ain’t right, I can hear it in his voice. Pretty quick I find out why.
He tells me that they took him back into surgery after whacking off his little toe the day before and this time, they took all of them off his right foot.
Big toe and all.
He told me the doctor said they were all infected.
At this point, I am praying hard that they got it all and don’t wind up whittling on his foot or taking it off completely next.
It’s that freaking serious.
I’m asking for people to pray hard for my friend, he desperately needs all the help he can get.
I didn’t talk to him for too long but I can tell that he is depressed and that the reality of the situation was still setting in.
He just got back to South Dakota and basically the doctor wanted to do surgery the minute he showed up but CederQ told him he had to move his camper and unpack his shit first. I think he went in on a Friday he left and came back and they whacked his toe either Monday or Tuesday.
I can’t keep track of time anymore, it just flies by.
A couple hours after I got to work, I got a text from Bear Claw.
We went back and forth about a time for me to call him and I finally said screw it and just stopped and called him.
He is ONE HELL of a nice guy by the way.
He said he might drive from Oklahoma up to South Dakota to see and take care of our boy for a few days, he isn’t quite sure yet and he also told me that CederQ’s brother, who he just moved away from, might fly out of Southern Oregon and go up to take care of him for a few days. Both of which I would like to see happen but both scenarios are completely out of my hands.
As it is, I am going to call CederQ tomorrow morning and find out where in the hell he is. Name of city, hospital and room number.
I’ve had my head up my ass for not having that information already.
So there’s the latest as I know it and the poor bastard got and lost a nickname in one day.
I’ve already got a new one just waiting but I’m not going to jinx the poor guy and I’ll wait to see if he can avoid them Pill Shills whacking off any more of his body parts first before I lay it on him.
At this point I am praying that I don’t have to start scouring Amazon looking for a Peg Leg.
They need to spread the word, this is 100% accurate.
So we need to cherish the little moments in life when we see something special.
One of the original founding members of the band Deep Purple, Ritchie Blackmoore, got on stage to play one song.
The one every single one of us remembers from when we were young and wild,
Smoke On the Water.
Yeah, the sound and the video aren’t stellar but there it is, possibly for the last time ever.

He called me and woke me up this morning. It was 10:00 so it wasn’t early by any means, I just stayed up too late last night.
Anyways, he tells me they took his Pinky Toe off after all. So he has a new Indian name, Old Nine Toes.
I started to call him Pinky and asked him if he had ever heard of the cartoon Pinky And The Brain but he had never heard of it.

Too bad. It would have been perfect.
He says they took the toe because the bone had turned black, which ain’t good and that theye were planning on going back in and cleaning it out again. said he was so full of antibiotics that he wouldn’t be afraid to eat Gas Station Sushi.
I didn’t talk to him too long, I wasn’t all the way awake and was needing some coffee real bad.
He sounds good though and I’m sure he is making some poor nurse’s life miserable just for fun.
He’s an ornery fucker but has a heart of gold when it counts.
I’ll give him a call either Friday or Saturday to check on him again, it sounds like he is going to be in that hospital for a while yet.
Thanks for the prayers and well wishes.
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Whoever did all this belongs in jail anyway!
Well, the ornery fucker is still alive anyway.
I thought he was supposed to have surgery on his right foot yesterday and I didn’t hear anything so I just called his ornery ass. Come to find out the operating room was busy yesterday and I caught him just as he got back to his room from surgery this morning.
True to form, I heard him barking at a nurse about diet cola so I jumped his ass and told him to be nice.
They didn’t take his little toe off, yet. He had a huge abscess on the bottom of his foot that came in from the side and they cleaned all that pus and shit out.
He hadn’t talked to his doctor yet and he’s not so sure they might not have to take the toe off just quite yet. It depends on if they can get the infection under control.
It’s not a good situation for him because he literally just got to South Dakota and doesn’t have any friends or family there so they are going to have to have someone come to his place to do wound care when he gets out.
He can’t reach his feet so someone is going to have to clean and dress that big hole in his foot and he doesn’t heal well down there in the first place.
I worry about the old cuss and our nickname for me is the Catholic Grandmother.
I lived with mine in my later teen years and God Bless Her Soul, I found out later that I literally almost gave her a nervous breakdown because I was so wild.
She worried about me constantly.
I can see why now.
He mentioned that someone had suggested starting a Go Fund Me for him and he wants nothing to do with that. I’ll let that go for right now and wait to see what comes of all this first.
He’s as stubborn as I am and I make a Missouri Mule look like a Walmart greeter.
So I told him to be nice to the nurses and I will give him a call later to see what the Doc said and what he is looking at going forward. He and I both appreciate the concern and prayers of everyone, even if he won’t say it out loud.
Refer to my stubborn comment above.

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