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If he was thinking clearly this would get through to him. But he is out of his mind and many of his tweets express paranoia so a threat of losing his kids is what the paranoia wants to hear: "Those are your kids! You know that whole bunch is out to get you. Listen to me!"

The main thing I remember about extraction recovery is do not drink using a straw because it might cause a very, very painful condition called dry socket(s). Blood clots are necessary for healing and the vacuum effect from sucking a straw can stop clots from forming or suck them out of the place where they have formed. No clots, no protection for nerves and bone because they are exposed. Apply ice (on the outside) for a couple days 20 minutes on, 20 minutes off, keep repeating, stop for awhile if it gets too uncomfortable. Sometimes they tell you to gently bite down on gauze to stop the bleeding. No smoking, no vaping - too much like using a straw. I hope your son has a smooth recovery and you don't have to do or see anything too icky.

A dog went missing. She turned up at her old home — 57 miles away https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/a-dog-went-missing-she-turned-up-at-her-old-home-—-57-miles-away/ar-BB171hem?li=BBnbfcL

All varieties of people are beset by mental illness and addiction. If you're an alcoholic horse thief who sobers up you're still a horse thief. (An old cowboy told me that in an Al-Anon meeting about 40 years ago). If you're an asshole with bi-polar disorder you're still an asshole when you take your meds. We give ourselves hope by blaming the addiction or disorder but quite often that is not where the blame (more accurately the accountibility) lies.

Saw this in my local paper. He has a rep as a down-to-earth guy. He describes the size and depth of bear prints and there is no comparison. He wears a size 12 shoe and estimates the print as about a size 20. He says it is 6-7 inches wide. I see the print much better on my PC than on my phone. The small grouping of 4 stones is about where a left big toe would be. The 7-mile trail in that canyon gains 1000 feet in elevation and he left it about halfway along so he was at an altitude of close to 5000 feet. I think he presents his find very well. (We also had some ET-type unexplained cattle mutilations here but that is a story for another day). "A lot of people can’t comprehend it and don’t even want to acknowledge it. I’ve lived here my whole life and gotten out a lot, so I realize the possibilities of potential animals living in places you wouldn’t expect them. There is a lot of room in the mountains. When you go out during the day, you usually don’t see a lot of animals and they are usually pretty shy. A lot of them are nocturnal.” The few times Wentz has been out after dark, it gives him a different feeling that he doesn’t like. A friend that sets up trail cams gets the most action between midnight and 5 a.m. https://www.hjnews.com/news/local/large-print-suggests-sasquatch-to-local-hiker/article_b0235d11-7303-5f9b-b98b-d8e8b4741ca5.html

Kanye West's threat to walk away from his fashion company's fledgling partnership with the Gap has sent shares sharply lower. Gap's stock fell nearly 6% Monday following West's comments he made at a public event Sunday. Videos taken at the event show the rapper criticizing Gap and Adidas, another apparel company his Yeezy brand partnered with. West noted he was not on either company's board. "That has to change today or I walk away," he said. https://www.msn.com/en-us/money/companies/gap-shares-fall-after-kanye-west-threatens-to-walk-away-from-yeezy-deal/ar-BB16XPle?li=BBnb7Kz

Brandi is filming a one-on-one with Andy because the Cease And Desist kept her away from the reunion.

Do you mean Garcelle?

Toodles - sending a hug and positive vibes. The snark will be with you. Always.

"What should I do next with my hair? Yes I understand dye would be a good place to start." No, shit for brains, dye got you in this mess to begin with. Start off with ditching the red eyebrows and stepping away from the hair color. Then get you a giant tat that says Addicted To Chaos.

Designer Christian Cowan Called Khloé Kardashian Out for Selling a Dress He'd Loaned Her "Why are my runway samples I loaned you being sold on your website?” Cowan asked in a since-expired Instagram story. “We’ve emailed 3 times and no response.” Cowan’s message was written across an image of a sheer blue dress on the site which, according to Page Six, was listed on Kardashian Kloset for $1,300. The item has since been removed. https://www.msn.com/en-us/sports/nba/designer-christian-cowan-called-khloé-kardashian-out-for-selling-a-dress-hed-loaned-her/ar-BB16YAgJ?li=BBnbfcL

Dear Meghan, It's not your turn today. It's someone else's turn today. It's sad, and it even hurts your head, but sometimes it's not your turn. Other people, maybe you've heard of them, sometimes they get a turn. It won't hurt forever, it will just feel like forever, but you can do it. Give it a fucking try, OK?

I read somewhere that his new album drops in about a week

I don't think he listens to anyone or is even capable of listening to anyone. His body chemistry takes him to a place where he knows best, knows all, and he likes it there. He feels powerful, invincible. I think everyone around him is scared to death that he will finally cross an unforgivable line and take them down with him. I think we're there, with this stunt.

@heatherchandler This is some crazy shit but it also mentions his political campaign and we can't post anything about that unless it comes from KUWTK. The mod posted a warning a few posts up this page and it's also pinned at the bottom of every page. We don't wanna see the thread locked, right?

OK, I can't see the chicken and I can't see that either. Are you guys playing "Made ya look"?

This is like a Rorschach test, I am still seeing the ghost. This reminds me of the Batman logo, the bat inside the oval? What I saw was jack-o-lantern teeth. I never said anything to anyone but I kept thinking WTH do teeth have to do with Batman these days? Is it something in the movie? (I never saw the movie, only the old TV show and the TV logo was clearly a bat). One day I noticed the logo in a magazine across the table, upside down to me, and I saw a bat inside an oval. Eureka! PS: Adam West the '60s TV Batman used to ski almost every weekend at the resort where I worked during high school. Tourists were like "Is that him, it can't be him, it looks like him." I could hear them so I knew he could. He was a hambone, quite handsome, rarely made eye contact or spoke to anyone and spent a lot of his time posing. Very erect posture, very tall, tight ski pants, big white teeth, ski tan, poles planted, soulfully gazing into the distance, knowing that people were taking his photo but not acknowledging it. OMG sorta like the Brown clowns now that I think of it. Dang, he was Vogue-ing when Madonna was in diapers. My job was to attach tickets to something skiers couldn't take off to let a friend borrow instead of buying their own ticket, meaning their pants. I attached his ticket to his fly a few times and will give him credit for not being a pelvis-thruster like too many guys were. Ha ha, that was fun the first 500 times someone did it said no one ever. Lots of TV shows and movies filmed in our little town because we were only 90 minutes east of El Lay. My favorite sighting always was Lee Marvin. He was very nice (and very handsome and that voice, wow!) and he loved his booze and he hung out in the favorite bar of the locals, in the middle of our only downtown block. (Chad's Place - Work is the curse of the drinking man). He liked to dance with my mom because she was a very good dancer. I was walking to our music store after school one day and noticed cars in both directions hugging the outside of their lane (and it was a 2-lane road, that's all we had in our town). He was lying on the dividing line, arms outstretched, singing for all he was worth. I had to get to work so I don't know how long they left him there, or how long he had been there. But he was pretty dang happy.

I found a really long video yesterday but it is based on their political opinions and therefore taboo. Same source, another long video, "Meri drops huge hint that family has disowned her."

All of your posts about your dad tear at my heart. You have my deep sympathy. I apologize for the length here but awhile back when you were, in real time, describing how the supervisor at your dad's agency was behaving I said to myself "That woman knows exactly what happened and the role her employee played in the outcome." A somewhat similar thing happened when my 93-year-old father died after a fall with injuries and I witnessed how they circle the wagons during and after the fact. They got away with it in our case and I was an "insider." I hope you don't blame yourself for not knowing what you couldn't know. When I was within three years of retirement I quit my CNA job with a hospice agency so I could care for my dad in my home. His Parkinson's and associated dementia were rapidly advancing after years of being manageable and I wanted to be sure he had the care he deserved and needed. Two years and two months into that he fell when his feet tangled while he was doing laps with his walker in the living room. Due to advanced age and underlying conditions nothing could be done for his broken hip and collarbone. The protocol was that home hospice fall-with-injury patients remained at home and received appropriate comfort care. But... his case manager (who I worked alongside for 11 years) insisted that he be transferred from the ER to a skilled nursing facility "until his pain med dosage is stabilized, probably 12-24 hours." Medicare covers a few days per year in a facility to provide respite for caregivers and on the second day of my objections to her original plan she said this would also be my annual respite. I objected because I wanted him at home ASAP and full-time respite was right around the corner anyway but she continued to insist. At the time my inner voice wondered which paid more - respite or injury aftercare. Now I'm guessing respite, since she insisted on it. While he was away for what ended up being 3 days I deep-cleaned his room and rearranged the furniture so that no lights could disturb him while he was confined to bed. I also care for my developmentally delayed sister and we were told not to visit him and to devote our time off to self-care. We got haircuts and went to dinner and a movie, and we worried about Dad. A little after sunrise on the day I was expecting him home via ambulance I got a phone call telling me that he had been "discovered" at shift change and no one could say when he died. Ironically, the nurse who called to inform had been my trainer during my first week with the agency 13 years earlier and he was fairly off-hand about the news he was relaying. I had always admired him and his casual manner felt like a betrayal. Fuck off, Jason! I guess I could have asked about rigor but decided not to go there. I think I didn't want to know how long he remained undiscovered. As I soon learned - thanks to a wonderful, wonderful former co-worker who cried while she stepped up to tell me what she read in his chart - my dad had been entirely neglected for a 12-hour period leading up to the "discovery." So, an entire shift. She had been assigned to my dad for 2 years while he was in my home but when he was admitted his cares transferred to facility staff. Also ironically, I requested his case manager when he enrolled in hospice because I had respected her work for 11 years. No anxiety or pain meds, no oral care (lip balm, moistening his tongue and inner cheeks with glycerin swabs), no skin care, no peri care (changing wet/soiled briefs), no comforting voice or touch, nothing. There was not a single chart entry during those 12 hours and the absolute first thing every healthcare worker learns is "If it isn't charted, it didn't happen." If you provide or perform but don't chart then legally and ethically you didn't provide or perform. There is no way in hell that everyone who provided cares during that 12 hours "forgot" to chart. My dad's case manager did not visit him for 12 hours and therefore did not know that no one else laid eyes on him for 12 hours as he lay dying, alone. As I later discovered... the hospice agency (my former employer) had recently purchased that skilled nursing facility. I didn't know that because I no longer worked for the agency and no one thought to tell me even though I was still in the loop and the purchase wasn't a secret. Imagine that. THAT is why his case manager admitted him there and insisted on a respite stay, because it was the last time Medicare could be asked to authorize and pay for a stay in his name. It was the final opportunity to pick some meat from his bones. Conflict Of Interest. He could have died at home with my sister and me at his bedside. Every hospice patient is issued something called an E-kit (E for Emergency) which contains the medications used to ease the dying process. If the patient lives at home and the family is considered trustworthy the E-kit stays in the home, in the frig. One of the first things a nurse does after a death is to take possession of that kit and destroy the contents in front of a witness. The contents of my dad's kit that I can remember were Morphine, Fentanyl, Haldol, and Lorazepam and none of it had ever been used. The case manager didn't come for his kit, and didn't come and didn't come. I hadn't spoken with her since the day after he died so - after what I had learned since then - I was looking forward to her ringing my doorbell, right? After 2 months (!) I called her and said "Hey, Diane, did you forget about my dad's kit? It's still here in the frig. Also, I did sorta wonder why I saw so many _ _ _ _ employees when my dad was admitted to _ _ _ _ but the connection never occurred to me. When were you planning on mentioning that _ _ _ _ had purchased that nursing facility?" About 30 seconds of crickets were followed by "It's good to hear your voice, I will see you tomorrow or I will send someone." I said "Do not send someone else, you owe me that much at least." Part of me thought she would bring someone with her and part of me thought no, she won't want a witness to what I might say. Also, she had to know I was onto her about the kit and that if I reported it she would have to answer for why the kit remained behind for so long. She retired after 30 years as an ER nurse in our local hospital and then was hired by the hospice agency. I hadn't ever seen her nervous or unsure but that described her when I answered the door the next day. I said "I have never in my life been as disappointed and heartbroken and angry as I am now because of your inaction and neglect and you know exactly what I'm talking about. All those hours, all those days and nights I spent at actively dying bedsides over the years and MY father when his time came was treated like THIS? I do not trust myself to say anything more about it at this time." Whether authentic or not her eyes welled up and she started to say something and I gave her the 'Talk to the hand' and said "Spare me your meaningless words and tears. Save them for the next patient and family you shortchange." I didn't raise my voice or act in a threatening manner, I was entirely calm and ice cold. She started to walk out with the kit and I said "Aren't you going to destroy it? I will be your witness." Something about the way she tried to walk off with it told me that she had no intention of destroying it - because surely she had long ago logged it as destroyed to satisfy the patient record - and a few occasions in the past when she was unavailable but shouldn't have been and had weak excuses afterward went through my mind. Context. Hmmm. I watched her destroy the contents and then she left as I quietly closed the door behind her. (My sister had asked earlier if she could say "Bitch" and I said no, you may not. LOL). I didn't pursue anything officially (and I regret not summoning the energy and courage) because this is a small town with a very small healthcare community. And I was sick at heart, and exhausted. I would have had to explain how I knew about the 12-hour gap in his chart and I couldn't do that to the co-worker who informed me, who is a gem. My dad always ate 3 squares and 2 snacks a day and during his last 4 years his weight gradually dropped from 170 to 115, even with nutritional supplements. A family friend who visited him in the facility told me later that there was a full breakfast tray at bedside and some of the portions were missing, and that she fished a visible hunk of biscuit from the back of his throat and then his breathing sounded better. The deal there is, his admitting orders directed NPO (Nothing By Mouth). Nothing. Not even water let alone scrambled egg, sausage and biscuit along with beverages. I would have pursued at least that aspect if I had known about it at the time because that friend would have gladly stepped forward but nearly a year had elapsed when she mentioned it, and by then she was 90 miles away at her son's house confined on home care following a stroke. In hindsight I realized that pursuing it, however much later, would have opened an inquiry into his stay and his chart would have been examined. In much later hindsight, I realized that I could have used my Power of Attorney to request a copy of his chart but I was overwhelmed emotionally by the entire ordeal and not thinking clearly. In the 6 years since my dad's death I have seen that nurse twice. Once, in a grocery store I noticed that someone lingering in my peripheral vision suddenly was fast-walking away. I looked over and caught a glimpse of her back. Another time at the same store I saw her first and sidled up to her at the meat case. I said "Hello, Diane" in a quiet voice and she hadn't noticed me and fumbled not to drop what she was holding while she watched the back of me walking away. Pffftt. My much-belated takeaways are: Advocate for your loved ones and advocate for yourself because perhaps no one else will. Trust no one. Some will circle the wagons against your valid perceptions and gaslight you if given the chance. Living with the alternative when you do not advocate, for whatever reasons, is a heavy burden.

I'm pretty sure that because of Covid the current limit is one guest. As for any warranty issues on a purchase the member would have to handle that. Go to the Customer Service desk to get all of the correct details. https://clark.com/shopping-retail/warehouse-clubs/costo-shop-without-membership/

She shamelessly advances a false narrative for shock value and is extremely divisive because rather than stating facts she gets personal and goes low when expressing her opinion. A person is entitled to their own opinion but not their own facts. You could google for more information.

Booya. They have chosen a dynamic and refuse to be deterred from it. Anything Aaron says that isn't "Thank you, Ma'am, may I have another" plays into their hands. When Denise faces them alone they endlessly tag-team her in a circular conversation and when Aaron steps up they clutch their pearls or seethe, or both. The smell of blood excites them. They don't have the slightest interest in resolving anything, it's only about scoring points and grinding the opposition into the ground. They aren't playing roles to create and sustain drama, this is truly who they are and this is what interests them. They are shallow and insufferable, and reptilian.

@Nysha Non-members can go to Costco for optical exams, hearing screenings and prescriptions but you have to be a member to purchase hearing aids. Sometimes the membership is worth it depending on how much you save when buying something there.

Oooh, from the "Reunion was bullshit today" link above, the last sentence: As pointed out by the Faces By Bravo fan account, [Denise] Richards unfollowed Lisa, Erika and Teddi Mellencamp-Arroyave on Instagram after the reunion. Garcelle Beauvais also unfollowed Rinna. Dang, how did Kyle skate?

I sorta think they turned out well in spite of her.