Last Thursday I saw the neurosugeon who implanted my baclofen pump on my right side wth the catheter going into my spinal cord back in February of 2020...and had to do two revisions the first in July of that same year due to me falling and flipping the pump and it stopped working, and the other was in November of 2020 due to it sticking out whenever I sat in my chair...!
This time I went to see him after I spoke with my neurologist through her portal, who takes care of my Multiple sclerosis and spastic paresthesia ... You see,... I have lost more weight, about thirty plus pounds and my skin over the 1"x3" hockey puck shaped pump is very thin without fat or scar tissue protecting it...anymore! Both doctors agreed about my thin skin and that it could cut through it, since I just saw my neurologist on Tuesday of this week due to me having the baclofen pump needing to be filled. The neurosurgeon said he will move it again wherever I want it...but where is the question? The neurosurgeon when he examined my bumps he said he could feel the catheter. Now that doesn't sound right.
I also have another issue that is a bit embarassing it hurts to sit. I felt bumps on the bones back there. I do have DDD, degenative disc disease for over thirty years, plus spinal stenosis. Both can be related to two accidents, being a passenger in a car when thriteen and it being T-boned where I was sitting, and the other was a water slide amusement park accident twenty years after that.
So the neurosurgeon has me going for a lumbar CT tomorrow, and in the interim when I mentioned that I had lidocaines patches he said to try them and see if they help. So I am on my third one of those... mine were a prescription so a slghtly higher dose of lidocaine at 5%... and I was very fortunate to see that they are still good until January of 2024! They have to be like a year old. At the time I was trying the over-the-counter lower dose ones but at the time my internist ordered the prescription ones for me. To be honest though, I am trying them, and I have not noticed any improvement in my pain level.
Okie dokie... moving on... I suppose you want to see real news, hmm?
The so-called X-president...
Our current president...
Salvaged from the Titanic submersible...
USA horrible heat!
If this knucklehead were presdent he would scrap these agencies...
MY MUSES are below!
Lastly, moving on to who they are, our crew...
3 months and 4 years old, now 5!
Aussie, say good day!
I am Aussie, not from Australia, but American-made.
I will comply for its fun, so I will say good day!
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name...ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now five years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am a bit too big, ha!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.
Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!
Hello, I am Bella, in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie. I might be seven years old. We are all rescues, so no one knows our ages for sure. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as its difficulties.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am eight years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes, that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.
I had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there...
The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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