Nice.
So I went to my new best friend the orthopedist today.
he poked and prodded at me for a couple minutes and then suggested an expensive test I cannot afford.
End result: I’m fucked. I get to deal.
Ah, well.
On the other hand, I got to go to the Wheaton government complex to pay another seat belt ticket today.
What was it that Mencken said about sausages and the law?
A huge industry has developed out of the .gov controlling us. No mas, sez i.
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At least you’re taking the ticket like a man, thank God. Few things annoy me more than someone who makes a big deal about “standing up to the man”, and then whines like a baby the second “the man” makes said stand inconvenient. So good on you for that.
Then there was the guy who tried to be a smartass and pay his seatbelt fine with a bag of 2500 unwrapped pennies, as part of his protest that the government could not tell him what to do.
The judge convinced him that it would be an undue burden on the clerk to count them, and he relented, paid the fine in a more normal way, and donated the pennies to charity.
The judge also told him that if he had a problem with the seatbelt law, he needed to take that up with the legislature…which was kind of refreshing, given that most judges anymore seem to want to write law rather than apply it.
The preceding should not be taken to mean that I agree with the seatbelt law, BTW. Laws like that (and the one that makes flipping a cigarette butt out the window a crime) need to be repealed as soon as possible.
Flipping a butt out the window is a crime here in tinder-dry California because it’s too easy to start fires.
First things first: Og, is it your knees again? Sorry to hear that problem’s back if it is.
Now: laws like helmet and seat belt laws, as well as speed limits like 30 on a four lane road with no turnoffs or intersections for miles are simple revenue makers. And the red light camera is the Beast of Satan of them all. I’ve seen my share of roadside fires caused by tossed cigs, and I have my own thing against people using my landscape as their trash bin (I don’t throw my used beer can or cigarette butt on your living room floor, so don’t throw it on my lawn). My father is the only person I ever saw who was decent enough to field strip his cigarettes (no filter, put it out, broke the paper, dusted out the tobacco, rolled the paper to a dot, and tossed it – all biodegradable and no butt left), and apple cores, banana peels, and such aren’t really litter.
Well since you’re not on the ibuprofen and tylenol therapy I previously suggested the next thing I would try is self-inflicted physical therapy. The gym.
Pain is relevant.
What kind of test? Maybe Kelly can suggest an alternate that works just as good.
mts1 – Your dad was/is a saint. The red-light camera is a Beast of Money.
We had our first major wildfire up in NorCal today.
Hands. My hands are in the most incredible pain a lot of the time. I know what caused it, it’s from lifting cylinder heads from diesels (Locomotive diesels!) and placing them on skids. Four hundred of them over the course of a week, and boy, did it do a number on my hands. Far more than I had any business lifting- this from a company that makes me wear a bright orange vest in the plant to be “Safe” while denying me the crane I needed not to injure myself.
The test I’m told I need is called an EMG/nerve conduction test. Apparently my insurance company is hinky about covering it, as it’s often the entry level for malingerers. I’m gonna do what I can. Apparently it’s quite painful, they jam needles in your nerves and shoot current through them- apparently it’s like being tased in slow motion for several hours. I can barely wait to fight my insurance to get the test, and then spend hours getting zapped.
I’ve had several emg’s and I am a total baby regarding pain. It was not that bad. I’ve had them from the base of my skull to the bottom of my feet and tips of my fingers. Someone is trying to scare you. All I know is that I have carpal tunnel in both hands/wrists and I refuse to have surgery to repair them. I’ll live with it. Thanks, anyways. Get the test and find out what’s wrong.
I had the same test to localize cause of some paing in hand, wrist and arm. Not bad at all. Along the line of acupuncture. Like a little stick more than anything. If you are in pain it almost feels good.
I had gone the full monty and had a quack all ready to slice and dice and visited a witch doctor and he poped something in my hand and I’ve been good since.
Not before I got the life time pass to use a cross bow for deer though. I can still hunt them from the first of october to the end of january. Hopefully my kill ratio to days in the field will be better this year.
Far as the seat belt goes, I don’t mind it and I am always trying to miss some one.