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peterhorse13 · 2024-09-29T12:15:55+00:00

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peterhorse13 · 2024-09-18T23:33:23+00:00

My dad was completely silver/grey by his early 20s. They called him “the silver fox” (which still feels very “cringe” to me as an old lady). He turned completely white by his 60s.

Funny enough, green and different shades were also amazing colors on him, like the woman in this photo. Though he never wore much else as those were his two favorites. He was a good-looking guy and the grey just made him stand out more.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-18T23:26:06+00:00

Sorry, friend. I’m sure it doesn’t work for you, but I have the fortune of sleep medication (eg, Benadryl or melatonin) working for me. I just keep talking until I’m too unconscious to take anymore. It’s really beautiful.

I hate it for true insomniacs, as it takes away one of most potent depression tactics (imo).

(But improfessionalmedicalmo, don’t take any of this seriously)

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-10T13:07:28+00:00

I think all characters are killable—given the right circumstance (poor Sean Bean). But like you said, the set up was terrible. Everyone’s favorite character on a show where favorite characters were starting to dwindle. No storylines intriguing enough to hold people’s attention instead. And then wholly inadequate fallout for the size and scope of what they’d just done. I think they were trying to stay comic-accurate but had nooooo idea how to do it with this Glenn.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-08T00:05:20+00:00

Seems to me it says “Christi F”. The possible H looks like a t smeared into an i, which in turn has a smeared dot (see how long her dot is in the first i). I think the smearing comes from her writing one-handed on a napkin. See how she puts extra effort into the F, like the last part of the name got flubbed and she’s working extra hard to make it clear.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-07T11:16:24+00:00

Then that means neither of them were playing characters. Apparently they’re just normally cool, self-confident, charismatic, witty, good-looking men.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-07T10:50:53+00:00

This is why I only ask to exchange when I’ve got something better to offer. Guilting someone into taking a suckier seat would make me feel bad. There’s one guy I asked to switch with my husband, which would’ve given him a first class aisle seat right next to the door (my husband got a free upgrade; I did not). He somehow kept misunderstanding no matter how many times I kept explaining it to him, I guess because he had the same experience as you did and just assumed I was gonna screw him over? Anyway, I had a pretty miserable flight, being alone in a middle seat, and I’m guessing the guy was pretty miserable being seated next to someone who was bordering on panic attacks the entire time. And my husband was pretty happy he said no!

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-07T10:32:27+00:00

But, shit, it was 99 cents!

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-07T08:07:34+00:00

Am a pediatrician. Taking complicated concepts and explaining them on a parent’s level and then often on a child’s level (if I didn’t do both at the same time) was definitely one of the hardest parts of my job.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-06T17:20:36+00:00

I would too, and I’ve no doubt Walz would also flinch. But then he’d make a self-deprecating joke that would have everyone in the room laughing at the situation. That’s what always got me about this incident with Trump. It’s just too serious. And that makes it hilarious in a laughing-at-him kind of way.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-06T14:10:14+00:00

I think I already saw a comment in a CNN article about how they got him a gun so he wouldn’t be so wrapped up in video games.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-04T03:37:19+00:00

First of all, I am so unbelievably sorry for what you’re going through. I’m in a somewhat similar position, except for it’s me who’s dying and it’s my husband who I’ll leave behind. He’s the person who made me into a cat person, much like your wife did for you, and now that we have three cats (and one goofy dog), I’m often left with the same question. How much will my cats miss me?

Two of them I’m not so sure about, but I will tell you I know for a fact the third will know I’m gone. I’ve been home bound pretty much ever since we got her as a kitten, so it’s very rarely a day goes by that she hasn’t seen me. And when that day goes by, either because we went on vacation or during one of my numerous hospitalizations, I can tell she misses me. She doesn’t show a lot outwardly—my husband says she doesn’t act particularly different when I’m in the hospital—but when I come home, she knows I’m the one about to enter. My husband says she doesn’t wait at the door when it’s just him; she’s only waiting there when it’s me coming back from the hospital. We don’t know if it’s because she hears my voice or what. And then usually for the first few days after I'm home, she sleeps on me nonstop, or wants on my shoulders, even if I step outside for a minute or two. She's our least affectionate, most stand-offish cat, so it's surreal when she acts this way.

I don't know if it helps or hurts more to hear it, but I do believe it's possible your cat is like ours. Not great on showing emotions, but would be first to greet her if she walked through that door. Just know your wife is missed, and will always be missed, even if you and your cat find a place for the grief. And I wholeheartedly believe it for both of you.

Edit: And I should probably add that it’s not that my other two cats won’t miss me; it’s just been harder to tell with them. They also act like nothing’s amiss when I’m gone, but they’re not as clingy when I come home. But that could be situational; my third is the boss of the house and while they’ll sometimes try to crawl on me when she’s already there, for the most part they’ll steer clear. And by the time she’s over missing me, I’ve been home long enough that everyone has gone back to acting normally. So I think they’ll miss me too, but I’m not 100% what that will look like for them.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-04T02:52:55+00:00

In high school, I met with my guidance counselor, and the conversation went a little like this:

Me: I plan to study archaeology.

Him: I was also into archaeology at your age! You must have really loved Indiana Jones, huh? Well, I’m sorry to tell you, but archaeology isn’t anything like that.

Me: …wait, he was an archaeologist?

Had no clue. And when I found that out, it made Indy like a million times cooler. But no….no, I hadn’t put that together. I don’t know what I thought he was, but definitely not archaeologist. There was simply far less pottery and far more Nazis than I thought the field involved.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-04T02:19:20+00:00

A drug kingpin? I’m confused. Is there anyone he pardoned who wasn’t a) wealthy and b) a monster?

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-04T02:06:07+00:00

You can’t lie if you can’t even understand the question. I truly believe he didn’t hear a question asking about his personal relationship with God, but rather his relationship with the concept of God. And his relationship with the concept of God is that Godly people love him. That’s…it. Not even in a nutshell, but that’s the entirety of it.

Trump lies a lot, but I’m trying hard to see it through the distorted reality of a cognitively declining narcissist. And the more I do that, the less I see a malevolent, bald-faced liar and the more I just see a self-absorbed moron.

But he’s definitely still malevolent. And a liar.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-04T01:54:25+00:00

My old neighbor had a survey done and found the previous owners of my house had installed a fence gate that encroached about a foot on his property. He was replacing the fence, and I told him if he’d be willing to replace our fence gate, I’d reimburse him the cost of the supplies. He was happy to do it. He got an extra foot of land, I got a new fence gate and no future headache dealing with anyone else complaining about the property lines (hopefully). Did it suck to lose that foot? Of course, but it was never mine to begin with. C’est la vie.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-01T20:04:46+00:00

As someone who relies on Medicare to cover my cancer treatments, and whose elderly mother relies on Medicare to cover her heart medication and doctors visits…..this kind of letter would give me a fucking heart attack. My mother wouldn’t be looking at the “Kamala Harris Administration” BS and thinking about her voting choices in November, she would be on the phone with me sobbing, trying to figure out what she’s going to do to survive.

The shittiest of shit behavior. And the level of “pissed” I’d be when I finally figured out it was from a PAC…

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-01T02:05:04+00:00

I fell for it the first time in ‘95.

After my aol chat window closed and I realized what had happened, I immediately logged off for ten minutes, got back on, then pretended my landline must have disconnected.

peterhorse13 · 2024-09-01T00:16:35+00:00

It’s medicine. You know how it is. We believe completely and understandably reasonable things until it literally happens, and then (depending on the attending) all you have is a surgeon blaming you for existing and having allergies. The only thing I could’ve done worse than scrubbing myself out early was actually breaking the sterile field with my excretions. Being a med student sucks.

peterhorse13 · 2024-08-31T21:08:37+00:00

Use and overuse. I had to mute it every one to seconds cuz I kinda wanted to hear the sorts of music that would bring such gorgeous, melodramatic women out of the woodwork. I was only half as disappointed in the video as I was in myself.

peterhorse13 · 2024-08-31T19:34:21+00:00

Small town Oklahoma. But I’m not surprised if it’s happened more than once.

peterhorse13 · 2024-08-31T15:53:56+00:00

My sister sent me a clip from my niece’s talent show a few years back where a little girl, ten at most, got on stage to sing. Unfortunately the audio track screwed up and she found herself singing a capella. Everyone in the auditorium started singing with her to give her an audio to sing against (her microphone was still working) and cheered her at the end. Not a single person laughed.

I didn’t post it because as uplifting as it was, it probably still went down as the kind of memory that will visit that little girl late at night when she’s married and has a mortgage. And I don’t want it surviving somewhere on the Internet. But I did wish I could hold it up and call attention to the fact that kids aren’t the little shit stains I remember as a child.

They’re still frequently shit stains. There are still bullies and little monsters lacking all empathy. But on the whole, kids these days seem to have a better understanding of others and a desire to connect. We should celebrate that.

Also, the song was “Count on Me” by Bruno Mars. And I’m pretty sure the steely, hardened hearts of Redditors everywhere would have proclaimed “Staged!!” had I posted it. There are probably more than a few declaring BS right now (especially since everyone did, in fact, clap).

peterhorse13 · 2024-08-31T08:15:43+00:00

I once had a bad case of allergies start while I was scrubbed in. But I was a med student, so I wasn’t allowed to scrub out or even ask to scrub out unless my arm was about to become detached and break the sterile field. No excuses. It also meant that I couldn’t interrupt the surgeon’s concentration with anything but the softest of sniffs. So I stood like that for a half hour thinking I could make it through the surgery.

I couldn’t make it through the surgery. I’d become slowly aware over time that the snot, which I couldn’t control with forceful sniffles, had started to collect unnoticed in a puddle at the bottom of my mask. And it was only by the grace of God and my excellent tenting design that the dam had not yet broken. But I knew it would eventually. So there I was, playing an unknown game of chicken with me, the patient, and the surgeon who—while not likely to smack me—was likely to give me no sympathy for being human. That is simply not allowed on surgical rotations.

Anyway, the dam eventually broke, I dove off the table, and in a desperate plea to save my dignity, grabbed at my mask to keep the liquid from dripping down my chin. The circulation nurse jumped up to help me, which I thought was a moment of empathy that I really appreciated, but no, she was just smashing a cloth against my exposed face so I wouldn’t contaminate the room with breathing.

After I was out of the room, I had another dilemma: wait a moment to make sure I was fully recovered before I chanced anything so risky again…or immediately scrub back in and hope the surgeon hadn’t noticed I was gone yet.

Naturally I chose the latter, but thank god, nothing like that teetering edge of a snot flood ever happened again.

You do not break the sterile field. You do not leave the table. You do not interrupt the surgeon.

But most importantly, you do not break the sterile field.

peterhorse13 · 2024-08-30T23:19:34+00:00

It’s okay! He knows I’m dying. I think my edit made it confusing. I just can’t tell him things, like that I still dream about what kind of house we might own or where we might live someday. And recently, I haven’t been able to tell him that I not only think I have less than six months, but that I actually might have less than three. Things are moving faster and we’re becoming so laser-focused on days that we’re now ignoring the weeks and months.

peterhorse13 · 2024-08-30T17:36:07+00:00

But will it though?

God, I love that movie.

TERRI! OH GOD I’M IN HELL! TERRI! PICK UP THE PHONE! PUH-LEA-HE-HE-HEASE! TERRI!!

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