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We have several threads that are political...
and some that have turned that way... [Roll Eyes]
We have a picture thread that can sometimes be fun... [Smile]
We have a 3 word post thread that seems to challenge people... [Confused]

So why not have a thread to just post stories
or how your day was [Cool]
Or to rant and rave... [Mad]
and just plain "what not"... [Big Grin]
Like you would do as you sit around by a campfire... [Wink]

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Here's one..
Today...
My 16 year old was sitting on the couch...
(if he's home and not in his room this is his usual spot..)
My 6 and 7 year old come busting in the door after school, gave me a hug and began to tell me of their day...
My 6 year old turns to me and very proudly challenges,
"Hey Mom? Take the F out of way!"
(now I have learned to think before I speak with most any kid..BUT? my 16 year old simply answered the challenge...)
"Dude there is no F in way!"
16 year old and I instantly looked at each other with huge eyes...
and the 6 and 7 year old started proudly laughing...
When I asked where they heard that and did they Know what they were saying he told me one of the highschool kids that ride the bus asked him and when he gave the correct answer...the kids all laughed...
I told him he couldn't say that and he questioned "but mom...there is no f in way?! What did I say wrong...??"
When I explained what he was implying...he started crying...I felt bad...I told him I wasn't mad at him...he really didn't know...
I must admit...it was very hard not to laugh...and the 16 year old ended up leaving the room because he couldn't hold back the laughter...

But to play it safe...I think I'll be picking the kids up from school...

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ok...good idea

mine will be boring, though...

awoke to mini-controversy, settled that, then went on service calls that had me anywhere from 25 to 30 feet in the air in "the bucket" and fixed all those problems. Then went to a restuarant job, where they are totally out-of-their-minds thinking they'll get a CO on Monday, even though they have *EVERY TRADE* on the job on Friday, and the guy I sub from is offering to send me a helper but I know the "helper" to be an anchor, so I decline *the help* and he raises his eyebrows, but in the end? I finish the whole job, and we drive away with neon light gracefully skirting the entire perimieter.

So even though I didn't get to trade? Pretty good day...

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quote:
Originally posted by 10of13:
Here's one..
Today...
My 16 year old was sitting on the couch...
(if he's home and not in his room this is his usual spot..)
My 6 and 7 year old come busting in the door after school, gave me a hug and began to tell me of their day...
My 6 year old turns to me and very proudly challenges,
"Hey Mom? Take the F out of way!"
(now I have learned to think before I speak with most any kid..BUT? my 16 year old simply answered the challenge...)
"Dude there is no F in way!"
16 year old and I instantly looked at each other with huge eyes...
and the 6 and 7 year old started proudly laughing...
When I asked where they heard that and did they Know what they were saying he told me one of the highschool kids that ride the bus asked him and when he gave the correct answer...the kids all laughed...
I told him he couldn't say that and he questioned "but mom...there is no f in way?! What did I say wrong...??"
When I explained what he was implying...he started crying...I felt bad...I told him I wasn't mad at him...he really didn't know...
I must admit...it was very hard not to laugh...and the 16 year old ended up leaving the room because he couldn't hold back the laughter...

But to play it safe...I think I'll be picking the kids up from school...

ahhh, yes...

Hate to be "elitist," but if your're not a parent, you prolly don't understand...

good job...

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Tex? first...any day that you wake up, get out of bed...and are still able to go back to bed at the end of the day? IS a good day! [Wink]
Second...this statement:
"Then went to a restuarant job, where they are totally out-of-their-minds..."
Sums up EVERY restuarant!

[Big Grin]

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Well Tex...Have you ever heard anyone say..."we can learn from our kids"?

this evening? that 16 year old came and asked if he could have a New years Eve party here...girls and boys staying the night..with beer and all... [Eek!]
My reply?
"Take the F out of way and you have your answer!"
I then walked out of the room laughing.... [Big Grin]

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quote:
Originally posted by 10of13:
Well Tex...Have you ever heard anyone say..."we can learn from our kids"?

this evening? that 16 year old came and asked if he could have a New years Eve party here...girls and boys staying the night..with beer and all... [Eek!]
My reply?
"Take the F out of way and you have your answer!"
I then walked out of the room laughing.... [Big Grin]

lol...

tell 'em sure...

soon as line up about 16 other parents...

ya know?

When I was growing up? those parties *did* happen--the reasoning was, "better here, than out on the street."


Nowadays? tough choice...lottsa liability.

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Well..he asked because i was letting him have a few kids over during the summer...and they would have a fire...AND? I HAD to speak to the parents of any kids coming...and I got all car keys...although i knew they were drinking I never bought it...still not "right"..but they are going to do it..I would rather my kids be here and safe...
I would also place my 110 pound shepherd by the gate...so no one could leave...it worked quite well...

i'm sure many parents and posters will disagree with that decision...as is there right...so when I call? tell me no!

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quote:
Originally posted by 10of13:
Well..he asked because i was letting him have a few kids over during the summer...and they would have a fire...AND? I HAD to speak to the parents of any kids coming...and I got all car keys...although i knew they were drinking I never bought it...still not "right"..but they are going to do it..I would rather my kids be here and safe...
I would also place my 110 pound shepherd by the gate...so no one could leave...it worked quite well...

i'm sure many parents and posters will disagree with that decision...as is there right...so when I call? tell me no!

to me? it gets down to being "active." I'd rather fade the heat than go pick up my kid's corpse...that simple, to me...

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I'm not so far gone from my childhood to not remember how important those kind of parties were back then. Course I waited til the parents were out of town. Good times, stupid times.

From a parents perspective...dunno. Haven't gotten up the courage to tread that path. but I wouldn't hold it against ya as long as you are keeping control as it seems you are.

Wife's pissed at me tonight. Couldn't get someone to cover for me tomorrow night so I'll be missing her parents holiday party. Not a quiet night here in the forest.

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"Wife's pissed at me tonight. Couldn't get someone to cover for me tomorrow night so I'll be missing her parents holiday party. Not a quiet night here in the forest."

Go get some flowers from the meadow...and ask her to give them to her parents with your "grunted" apologies...and you might be able to hear those pine needles fall again...

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campfire stories... hmmm..
well nobody really knows me on here so i'll post one of my hobbies that i've been into for a number of years now.. ..fast cars.
but not the kind your thinking of, no see i dont dig on vipers or mustangs or corvettes..or the various "super" cars etc. nope my cars blend in with traffic and are considered by most to be "throwaway cars" but when provoked can give the above cars a run for there money.. im talking now of coarse about "the sleeper"
and my current beater is just that.
I went to the local dyno (this is a device that measures horsepower, for those who dont know) and the little turd put down 275 hp to the wheels. and weighing only a paultry 2200 lbs. this is more than enough to get her movin.. [Smile]
thats 8 lbs per horsepower.
for reference a dodge viper is ~9 lbs per hp. and costs a lot more to insure.. [Smile]
you can imagine the fun i have
just thought id share my retarded point of view. [Smile]
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If you were betting on which car would win which would you choose??? [Smile] exactly

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So turbokid? Looks mean nothing when you have HP?
So Beauty really is only skin deep and it's what's on the inside that counts??? [Wink]

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Depends on what you are looking at, 10.

If what you see is a beef steer, it doesn't matter if it's hide is all scraped on a "bob-wyar" fence and it's been wallerin in the mud. Don't hurt the sirloins or cut the pearlins in the T-bones.

Now let's consider going to the bank to buy a CD and having to deal with a barefoot teller wearing tie-died cutoffs and dirty Terrel Owens # 81 Philly T-shirt. I change banks!

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bdgee...Does the bank look nice from the outside?even with your statements...looks can be decieving...

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quote:
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Originally posted by turbokid:

campfire stories... hmmm..
well nobody really knows me on here so i'll post one of my hobbies that i've been into for a number of years now.. ..fast cars.
but not the kind your thinking of, no see i dont dig on vipers or mustangs or corvettes..or the various "super" cars etc. nope my cars blend in with traffic and are considered by most to be "throwaway cars" but when provoked can give the above cars a run for there money.. im talking now of coarse about "the sleeper"
and my current beater is just that.
I went to the local dyno (this is a device that measures horsepower, for those who dont know) and the little turd put down 275 hp to the wheels. and weighing only a paultry 2200 lbs. this is more than enough to get her movin..
thats 8 lbs per horsepower.
for reference a dodge viper is ~9 lbs per hp. and costs a lot more to insure..
you can imagine the fun i have
just thought id share my retarded point of view.
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We use to see a lot of that in the 60's. You could buy them that way, the four door cars with the monster engines or just fix them up that way. The chev's with the 400+ hp etc. I had a corvair with a 327ci with fi heads running about 350hp, but the biggest problem with that one was that once you got the engine in(in back seat) not much room for the driver, okay around town but not much for the road trips. The problem down here is that if you put the pedal to the metal and someone is next to you doing the same they can lock you up for a long time, sure takes the fun out of our big hp cars, but they are sure fun to have.

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10 - the f in way thing...Now your post from yesterday makes sense - I couldn't figure it out.... [Confused] [Big Grin]

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In the summer of 2003, I moved my family to a new town, my wife decided she wanted to go back to work since the boys were in school. She was hired by Countrywide. So we moved to the home town of the company. Away from her family (large Italian NY family) Her mom was diagnosed with cancer soon after. My wife, in order to cope, began riding and training. She joined up with Team in Training for the Leukemia Lymphoma society and began to train for Americas Most Beautiful Bike Ride in Lake Tahoe California, a 100 mile ride around the lake and a way to raise money for the cause.


One day (L) was shopping for a bike for the upcoming race (June 04), she walked into a store in town, when she entered, there stood a lady, a lady that looked much like her and her sisters. The lady said, "can I help you", (L) told her the story of her mom and her efforts to contribute in the fight against cancer. After a few minutes the store owner asked: "have we met?". Well after a lengthy conversation it turns out that this lady is my wifes cousin. Her brother works at Countrywide and there is family all over town.

About 40 years ago in New York City, a family had a dispute and everone went their separte ways. As the years past, a new generation was born, and many landed in California. Not knowing that most of the children and grandchildren would grow up within a two hour drive from eachother.

When my wife began to take a hold of the reality of her mothers health, it gave birth to a noble cause and furthered her exerience by connecting her with a long lost family.

L went on to raise 4500.00 in 04, she finished the 100 mile endurance race in 9.5 hrs, the Team race from all over the country raised 6.5 million. It was an event of a life time. L's mom died a month later. But because of her illness, we have grown to know a whole new family in our town. There is more than 12 family members here we would have never met otherwise.

This story goes on.

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quote:
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So turbokid? Looks mean nothing when you have HP?
So Beauty really is only skin deep and it's what's on the inside that counts??? [Wink]

well for what im going for looks have to mean nothing. thats part of the deal. And flying under the radar of John Q law. [Smile]
but if your talking about people such as a wife its what inside that counts. [Wink]

nowthen to relate to some of the muscle car guys heres my old car. 1988 mazda rx7... looks normal.. right?

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heres a peek under the hood.. [Smile]
mild smallblock chevy 350.. 2 speed powerglide..
[Big Grin]

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Dinner that is a very nice story...thanks for sharing..
And congrats on the $ made for the cause...Double bonus!
Seems giving...really does come full circle...

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quote;
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Originally posted by Turbokid:

nowthen to relate to some of the muscle car guys heres my old car. 1988 mazda rx7... looks normal.. right?

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Come on turbo kid, you can not relate to a muscle car if you have the engine in a mazda, find an old nash and slide that engine in it, then you have a muscle car....

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A True Miracle
My second quarter of clinicals was a very interesting one to say the least. Labor and Delivery was not a clinical that I was looking forward to. This was uncomfortable for most of the male student nurses in the class. I don’t have any children, so I had never seen or participated in an actual birth. Well, it was part of my education and I really didn’t have a choice in the matter. I thought about it and decided it had to be less stressful than my first clinical experience with Mr. Radcliff.
Our Labor and Delivery class had to go to the hospital the day before we gave care to the patient. We had to learn everything we could about the patient’s medical history. Hopefully my patient would not give birth until the next day or I would miss all the fun. The patient that I chose was a fifteen year old, of course female, whose name was Sandra. Yes fifteen, so young to have such a responsibility. I stayed up late the night before, learning all that I could about Sandra’s medical history. At the age of fifteen, she really did not have much of a medical history. She was fifteen and pregnant. How difficult was that? Maybe to young, but hey, girls that age have children every day. Right?
When I woke up the morning of my, “soon to be”, labor and delivery experience. I felt pretty good about how the day was going to unfold. I woke up rested because I didn’t have to be at the hospital until 9am, so I got to sleep-in a extra few minutes. The morning traffic was not bad. I caught all the green lights on the way to the hospital and I was going to experience the miracle of a life. What else could I ask for? This was going to be a good day.
As I parked my car in the parking lot of the hospital, I started getting butterflies. Once again I started sweating and feeling clammy. I sure hoped that the correlation between hospitals, patient and butterflies would soon disappear. I sat in my car for a few minutes. The longer I sat there the more nervous I became. I thought to myself, “Keith, come on, you da man! You’re not giving birth; it’s just another kid being born. No big deal.” I eventually got to the labor and delivery floor, after talking myself into it.
When I got off the elevator I heard a blood curdling scream. “My God, what the hell was that?” I didn’t think I said it loud enough for anyone to hear me. A voice behind me said, “That’s my wife. You should have heard her before I left out of her room. We’re having our first child and she was yelling at me, saying it was all my fault that she was in pain.” “Sorry sir, she sort of scared me when I got off the elevator. I’m sure she will forgive you for her pain when it’s all said and done.” We both laughed and I told him to have a nice day. I probably could have stayed and talked to the gentleman longer, but I had to go and meet my patient. I stopped at the nurse’s desk and asked a women sitting behind the desk where Sandra Smith’s room was. This time I did not assume the woman was a doctor or nurse, I had learned my lesson about that. The woman pointed down the hall and said, “Second door on the right. It’s a sad situation in there.” “Thanks”, I said. What did she mean by sad situation? Well, I was soon going to learn what she meant.
I nervously knocked on the door. I heard a soft voice say, “Come in!” As I walked into the room, I saw a young girl who looked very sad and frightened. “Hello ma’am”, I said. She responded, “Ma’am? You’re old enough to be my damn daddy! Don’t call me ma’am!” “I’m sorry Miss.”, I said. “Miss aint no better! My name is Sandra! Just call me Sandra! No Miss, no ma’am, just Sandra!” “O.k., o.k., I get it. Sandra, my name is Keith. I will be your student nurse today. I will be here to observe the other nurses and doctors and basically learn as much as I can about the labor and delivery process. Is that o.k.?” “Great! Just what I need, a freaking rookie!” she said. “Excuse me for a moment Sandra, I will be right back.” I walked out of her room and went down the hall and got a drink of water from the water fountain. I had to gather my thoughts for a minute. I thought to myself, “What is this girl’s problem? She has more attitude than anyone I have ever met. Did I do or say something wrong?” I was puzzled as I walked back down the hall to her room. I paused for a moment and thought, “Why did I think today was going to be a good day?” I walked back to her room and knocked on her door. I heard her say, “Jesus Christ, now who? Come in!” I walked in and said, “Sorry, it’s just me again. Sandra……. did I do something to upset you? This is my first time in a labor and delivery setting. I’m sort of nervous and well, to be honest with you, you’re making me more nervous.” There was an eerie moment of silence. I could see her eyes begin to swell with tears. That moment of silence seemed like an eternity. I finally broke the ice and said, “If you want to talk, well I’m a real good listener.” As I said that, well, I was not prepared to hear everything that she was about to tell me. She cleared her throat and said, “I’m sorry, it’s just that, I’m……, I’m scared to death and I have no one but a friend that is on her way here.” I asked, “What do you mean by you don’t have anyone?” “Just that. I don’t have any family here. I do have a close friend that will be here soon.” she said. “Where is your family?” I asked. “I guess at home, I haven’t talked to them in a few months. They are considered upper class and they swear that I have tarnished the family name by getting pregnant. In a nut shell I told them…..well, I told them that if they were that embarrassed of me…..I don’t need them anyway.” By this point in our conversation, Sandra was crying softly and staring out the window as she talked. I felt like I had opened a can of worms and really did not know what to say. So I listened as she continued to open up. “My baby’s father wanted me to have an abortion. Can you believe that crap! He wanted me to have an abortion! At first I tried to make him understand that I did not want an abortion. Well, things got heated and the ******* pushed me down. He said that he hoped that I hurt myself and maybe I would lose the baby. After that I told him to get lost. I have not talked to him since. So, my family doesn’t want me, my baby’s father doesn’t want me. But that’s o.kay, I don’t need them anyway.” “Wow Sandra”, I said. “Don’t you think that your family would be here if they knew that you were getting ready to have their grandchild?” She responded loudly, “I told you I don’t need them!”
“OUCH…..AAAAAAHH!!!” she screamed, as she had a sharp contraction. A nurse ran into the room and asked if Sandra was o.kay. As she got closer to the foot of her bed she said, “Looks like your water has broke Sandra. Let me go get Dr. Simmons to come and take a closer look at you.” The nurse left the room and I asked Sandra, “Are you o.kay?” She responded, “For the time being.” Sandra was still teary eyed and continued talking. I believe that she thought if she kept talking that she would be able to forget about her pain. “Yeah, I am too young to be pregnant but what is done is done. Abortion for me was not an option. The baby did not make a mistake, I made the mistake. I’m not saying abortion is right or wrong. It just wasn’t the right thing for me personally.” I thought to myself, “Damn! This is deep! This is supposed to be a good day. I mean, I did catch all the traffic lights green! She continued, “I made a stupid mistake but that does not make me stupid! I was making A’s and B’s in school.” At that time there was a knock at the door. Dr. Simmons walked into the room and asked Sandra, “How you feeling?” She responded, “How would you like to piss a watermelon out of your pecker? You wouldn’t like that would you? Well, that’s how I am feeling, doc.” Dr. Simmons kind of chuckled and said “Sandra, its time to start your epidural.” Myself and another nurse pushed Sandra and her bed to a room next door. This is where they would start her epidural. There was a knock at the door and her friend walked into the room. Sandra introduced me to her friend. “Keith this is Ashley, Ashley this is my student nurse Keith.” said Sandra. “OUCH!!”!, Sandra yelled out. I told Sandra I would go and talk to the doctor about her pain. I left out of the room and found Dr. Simmons. I asked him, “How long will it be before she gets her epidural?” “She will get it soon, don’t rush me. She is not the only patient that I have,” he said. “Sir, with all due respect, she is the only patient that I have and she needs something for pain.”, I said. He paused for a moment and said, “O.k. son, tell her someone is on the way.” “Thank you Sir”, I said as I walked toward Sandra’s room. I walked into the room and Sandra was obviously in much pain. I could tell by her profuse sweating and facial grimaces. “The Doc is on the way Sandra.”, I said. “Thanks Keith”, she said.
The anesthesiologist walked into the room accompanied by a nurse. The nurse set everything up that the he would need to perform the epidural procedure. He made Sandra lie on her side. She was basically lying in a fetal position. He used a huge needle to go between Sandra’s vertebras. I had to turn my head because …..Well, it just…….frankly it was gross! As the anesthesiologist was finishing up the procedure, I asked Ashley if she wanted to go and get a coke. She said, “ Yes.” I really wanted to get her out of the room away from Sandra so we could talk. As we were walking down the hall I asked Ashley, “How well do you know Sandra’s family?” “I know them very well. Sandra and I have been friends since grammar school.”, she said. “What do you think about calling them and letting them know what is going on?”, I asked. “I don’t know about that. It’s really none of my business what takes place between Sandra and her family,” she said. “I understand that. I think Sandra really does want them here but she feels that they don’t want anything to do with her.” I said. Ashley responded, “They would be here if they knew…I mean they love Sandra very much. They were just upset and afraid that Sandra had ruined her life. Keith, I think you are right, I’m going to call them and just let them know what’s going on!”. We both looked at each other and smiled. We were thinking the same thing. This had to be done and it was the right thing to do.
I walked back into Sandra’s room and a few minutes later Ashley came back into the room. Ashley looked at me and winked as if to say the call had been made to Sandra‘s parents. Sandra looked less stressful and seemed less tearful. “This epidural is some good stuff.”, she said. She cleared her throat and wiped her eyes and said, “Keith, I did not mean to vent on you. I’m sorry I acted the way I did when we first met. I just want to thank you for talking with me about everything.” “No problem Sandra. I could tell when I first saw you that you had a ton of emotions bottled up inside you.” There was a knock at the door. “Come in!”, I said. Dr. Simmons came into the room and said that Sandra’s baby needed to be monitored. He explained that he would put a small electrode devise onto the baby’s scalp. He said this had to be done due to Sandra’s age and because it was her first pregnancy. This would help him monitor the baby’s heart rate more accurately. He left the room for a few minutes and returned with the equipment he needed to place the electrodes on the baby’s scalp. He started the procedure and Sandra yelled, “Jesus Christ! What in Gods name are you doing doc?” “I’m just about finished…..there we go…all done.”, he said. He turned a machine on that was at her bedside and….. there it was, the baby’s heart rate was being monitored. Sandra looked at the monitor and said with tears rolling down her face, “Wow! Look….that’s my baby’s heart beating! It’s amazing that I have a little human in my belly!” I thought about what she just said. Well…..it was really amazing that life was about to give life!
Dr. Simmons checked to see how dilated Sandra was. This being my first experience with the whole labor and delivery process, I tried to get a better view, but the doctor was done in a matter of seconds. “Eight to Nine centimeters. It won’t be long now. Nurse…..let’s get her into the delivery room…..Now!”, he said. The tension in the room immediately went up. People were coming in, unhooking stuff and hooking stuff up to Sandra. My heart started to race! I thought to myself, “Here we go Keith, be strong and whatever you do, Do Not pass out!” She was taken to the delivery room which was, thankfully, close by. Dr. Simmons placed her leg in a pair of stirrups. A Nurse turned on a huge light so that the doctor could see. By this time there were probably five or six people in the room. One person was setting up an incubator. A nurse was getting warming blankets together. The others were……I don’t know what they were doing. They were just scurrying around the room. Dr. Simmons sat on a small stool at the foot of the table between the stirrups. He asked me, “Can you see?” “Yes sir”, I responded. He pointed at another stool in the corner of the room and said, “Pull up a seat and get down here and help me.” Help him? I asked him what he meant by “help me.” I reminded him that I was only a student nurse. “Yeah I know. To do is to learn, to watch is to stagnate.”, he said. “Umm…I guess so.”, I responded. I pulled the stool up next to him and well, there I was, inches away from what Dr. Simmons called “the door of life”. Ashley remained standing beside Sandra. She was holding her hand, helping her with her breathing technique.
Boop! In an instant the baby’s scalp popped out. I thought to myself, “My God, this is really freaky!” After two or three minutes, the baby’s head came out. The baby’s head was looking up. The doctor turned the baby so that the baby’s head was looking down. At that moment two more medical staff, I assumed they were students, came in to check out the excitement. They were observing what was going on while standing at the head of Sandra. A few minutes later, after much pushing by Sandra, the baby’s right shoulder came out, then the left shoulder. Dr. Simmons yelled, “Push Sandra, Push! Come on… now Push!” Soon after much encouragement from Dr. Simmons, the baby’s whole body came shooting out. The doctor cut the baby’s umbilical cord and gave the baby girl to a nurse. She took this tiny little baby over to a warming table. She suctioned her nose and rubbed her legs and feet. Suddenly, the baby let out a loud cry. “Wow! Thank God that’s over with!” I said. “We aren’t done yet son”, said the Doctor. “We’re not?”, I asked. Dr. Simmons asked, “What are two signs that the placenta is coming out?” “Ummm….lengthening of the cord and a sudden gush of blood?”, I said. “Very good”, he said. I had forgotten all about the placenta. Once again Dr. Simmons told Sandra, “ Push Sandra, we’re almost done…now push!” I thought to myself, “My goodness, is this ever going to end? This is weird, but at the same time this is most awesome thing I have ever witnessed.” Sandra gave one last hard push and the placenta came out. “All done Sandra. You did great!”, Dr Simmons said. The two medical students that had came in late and caught the tail end of all the action stepped up to Sandra on her right side. The male student said, “Like the Doc said, you did great darling.” “Dad! Mom! How did….. I didn’t……. what are…”. Sandra busted out crying as her parents hugged her and told her that they loved her and their new granddaughter very much. A couple of nurses, who realized what was going on, started crying. I even think that Dr. Simmons may have had a tear or two in his eyes. Me? I was da man! Well, maybe just a few tears. This was the most amazing ending to a day that really turned out to be a day that I would always remember. After being a part of this miracle, I would have to say that Sandra made the right decision for her situation. Each situation is person specific. Life is the most wonderful, amazing gift that there is!

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Wow Andrew...
life is a miracle to begin with and it seems that this one was extra special!

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REMEMBER THIS AT CHRISTMAS TIME
According to the Alaska Department of Fish and Game, while both male and female reindeer grow antlers in the summer each year, male reindeer drop their antlers at the beginning of winter, usually late November to mid-December.

Female reindeer retain their antlers till after they give birth in the spring.

Therefore, according to EVERY historical rendition depicting Santa's reindeer, EVERY single one of them, from Rudolph to Blitzen,
had to be a girl.

We should've known... ONLY women would be able to drag a fat-a$$ man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get
lost.


[Big Grin]

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Always wondered 'bout those funny names...lol, I guess *Rudolph* is the r-deer equivalent of a Boy Named Sue...

"vixen" makes sense, now...

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Retirement Dinner

A priest was being honored at his retirement dinner after 25 years in the parish. A leading local politician and member of the congregation was chosen to make the presentation and give a little speech at the dinner. He was delayed, so the priest decided to say his own few words while they waited.

"I got my first impression of the parish from the first confession I heard here. I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place. The very first person who entered my confessional told me he had stolen a television set and, when questioned by the police, was able to lie his way out of it. He had stolen money from his parents, embezzled from his employer, had an affair with his boss's wife, and had taken illegal drugs, I was appalled. But as the days went on I realized that, that first confession did not represent this community and the parish was indeed a place filled with good and loving people.".....

Just as the priest finished his talk, the politician arrived full of apologies at being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and gave his talk. "I'll never forget the first day our parish priest arrived," said the politician. "In fact, I had the honor of being the first one to go to him in confession."

Moral: NEVER, NEVER, NEVER BE LATE

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