The Moon and The MRI

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Good Morning Everyone!
An already warm enough morning here- The above picture of the moon over the treeline was snapped when I went out to get my little dumpster out to the road. I thought is was very pretty...

Now, on to even more very very "pretty" ...

... Keeping in mind that beauty is in the eye of the beholder!
(You have been warned)!



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I had another MRI yesterday. (I will not have the results until next week).
But I can sure tell you what this one was all about...
My appointment was at 8:15-  Casey came along, as I take diazepam before I go in for my anxiety. Not a good thing to be driving around high as a kite. 

Upon arrival I was given a questionnaire of everything from soup to nuts. (No soup, and no nuts).
They even ask what kind of music you want to listen to. The MRI machine is very noisy with its thumping and clunking and whirring. (Know that the headphones do not drown out those noises).
I was taken to the changing room, (pictured above). 
I could keep my shirt on, minus the bra as it has metal in the clasps. My socks~n~undies also stayed on.
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These taken on the outside- The 1st pic is on the floor, the 2nd on the door.

And on into the room.
The room is quite large due to the size of the machinery...
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That doughnut hole is where I get slid in.
Darn good thing I can add a bit of self relaxation to the pill I'd taken.
(And a dry washcloth over my eyes too, to darken it even more).

Then came an hour and a half of laying flat on my back. (For me, this is the hardest part).
It is also why I feel so "out of alignment" today- (I'll simplify that- it hurts like hell).


And life goes on...

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Do you ever wonder what Punks face looks like after she does this?
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Wonder no more!
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hehehe  It's either digging, or she has black rouge.
Sorry I wasn't closer.
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As for the dark make up, the cat needs none!
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He waits to see that feral cat that lurks about.
Lordy, that'll be a godawful noise if they ever do 'meet'...

I'd better close for now-
Kris has just called and is on her way to help get the lawns taken care of. Casey will be coming out a bit later to help also!

Hope you enjoyed my 2nd MRI - (And I hope you enjoyed it more than I did too). hehehe 
At least now you know you have nothing to fear if you ever need one.

Have a 'wunnaful' Wednesday! My love to all!

XOXO
Me

Oh, Henry!

September 28, 2008

 

These two leaves know it's Fall...

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Good Morning!
First of all, Punkie seems to be better; having woken me so she could pee, poo, and EAT!

Or maybe she woke me because something was up. (I am still not sure what that something may have been).

I left her outside- a bit after 3AM.
As I walked out with her, I noticed parking lights, on the road, but by my 2nd driveway.
I slowly walked toward Punk (who had to pee worse than anything), and grabbed her collar, telling her 'shush'.
(No that didn't work).
We waited and watched for a minute; me trying to subdue this 100.3 pound dog of mine, and to squelch the growling too-
Finally, I hollered out, "Who the hell is out there, and what the hell do you want?!?"
A few seconds later, a car pealed out-
(Mach 3 at least)...
Like I said, I am still not sure what that was all about.
Yes, as my mouth is, so my guns are at the ready if need be.

As I said above, Punk does seem better this morning-
As Peachie suggested, and I concur; methinks it just might have been a bit of depression for the wee pup.

Either that or it is very odd that she seemed better after a visit from these two.
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I felt better too~ .

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We all took a walk to the woods.
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Milly, needing a little encouragement to share.

(Not that IT happened)...

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Casey throwing for Miss Milly-

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Then Greg's turn...

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They did this 'til both dogs were tired out.

(Or maybe they did this 'til THEY were tired out)

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Miss Mama Milly (left), and her Punk...

I think Milly was singing!

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On the way back home then...



We found a mutant tomato

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Punk found a gopher hole
that absolutely needed her attention-

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Milly, finding nothing, ran all the way home...

and waited for the rest of us to catch up

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And so our day and visit went... It had threatened rain all afternoon, but none came. (Why do I get the feeling that Mother Nature is saving the precipitation for me to shovel)?
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The game is an early one today- Noon here. (1 eastern, Bug).
And I am positive that almost everyone on here knows I am a Green Bay Packers Fan.
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Who wouldn't love a face like this?

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Yet, being a Packers Fan doesn't run in my whole family.
(I hope you were sitting down for that sentence).
Punk chooses NOT to watch these games; rather she falls to sleep on the couch during them!
WTH?!?!?

That may be my own fault... As I watch, I have a tendency to be silent, and quietly 'coach' to the best of my ability.
Every now and then, something akin to "Tourettes Syndrome" strikes me; I holler, curse, and scream-
Perhaps a bit LOUDLY...

This of course startles the poor pooch into being wide awake...

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And UP pops that head,
...and those eyes!
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You do NOT want to know what she says when this happens.

To that end, (among others), I hope the my Packers will kick the poo out of Tampa today.

Love to all.

XOXO
Anne

PS
About my title?
If you know what my favorite movie of all time is, then you understand those words.

~~~RIP Mr. Henry Gandorff~~~

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Sunday September 28, 2008 - 09:16am (CDT)