re: LUNCH THRAY---The "nsfw pics of chicks peeing within" edition

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Wife

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i'd pay you $1000 and have pox deliver you a cheese cake wearing nothing but a nomex suit if you'd let me spend the night with that hot arse wife of yours

dammit

no pee pics

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OWL, when did you and Darth become so close?

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he and my mom shop at the same stores

Veggies and hummus.

This has been a long day.

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I assume that is the new cool thing

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this has been a thing that just about everyone in the lunch thread has been doing for years

fun fact: yellowfin once posted a shirtless pic from his bedroom in a random food board thread. he was "not obese," but the best part were the gorgeous hand scraped wood floors.

Not exactly heart healthy foods.

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Not exactly heart healthy foods.

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Whole wheat bread: low on fat and sodium
Cheddar cheese: low on fat and sodium
Small bag Lays: low on fat and sodium
Sprite: no fat or sodium

The key is moderation. I can eat anything I want (other than green leafy vegetables, I cannot eat those) I can even eat things like cheeseburgers if I want. I just don't need to eat them every day. The key though is healthy portions and moderation.

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I feel bad that I'm the most interesting thing in either of your lives. It's pretty sad.

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If it makes you happy thinking this then continue doing so, but just because I replied to your picture doesn't mean I think you are "interesting".

Darth dont be mad at me

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tell that story again,, its my favorite

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Ok, whatever floats your boat.


It was a Monday. Monday November 21, 2016. I was in the CICU at Grandview Hospital just south of Birmingham. I'd been there since the 7th and was recovering from open-heart surgery done exactly one week before on the 14th.

I was in good spirits to start the day. My wife had gone home the night before for the first time since I'd been admitted. She was preparing the house for us to come home, buying groceries, supplies we'd need for me, things like that. You see, I was doing so well that they'd scheduled me to go him the next day.

I didn't know it at the time, but when my wife arrived back at the hospital that morning she and my nurse both noticed something had gone wrong. What they noticed was my color, it had left me. They described me as looking "gray".

As the day went on, I started noting I was having breathing trouble. I had no idea why though. Luckily my nurse, who had noticed something was wrong, though what that might be they had not figured out yet. She started by ordering things like blood work, x-rays, things like that to try and figure out what was going on. She even called in doctors to check me out as the day progressed.

AS the day wore on breathing kept getting harder and harder. I didn't know it yet, in fact neither did the hospital staff, that I was slowly bleeding to death internally.

What had happened was the dosage of my blood thinner was too high. My blood had become too thin and was leaking out of my heart through my still healing sutures. This blood was filling up both my chest cavity, squeezing my lungs and thus making it more and more difficult to breath, and the membrane that surrounds my heart, thus slowly squeezing my heart.

By early evening I knew something had gone bad wrong. I simply could not hardly breath. I felt like I was being slowly strangled to death. Around 6 PM I was begging the nurses to help me breath. That's the last thing I remember from the day.

According to my wife, who had been by my side all day while this was going on, they got me in my bed and started working on me more. She said I was awake until about 9:00 PM or so when she said I said "I'm sorry", my eyes rolled back in my head and everything just flat-lined. No breathing, no heartbeat, nothing.

They started rescue procedures while they rushed her out and into the waiting room. They got my heart started and rushed me to surgery. They cracked my chest back open and that's when they found the bleeding from my heart. What had made my heart stop was the membrane around it had filled up with blood to the point my heart could no longer beat. They opened up the membrane and installed more drain tubes coming out of my abdomen.

The next thing I knew I was waking up with a breathing tube down my throat. It was about 1:00 AM or so in the morning and I could hear my wife and brother talking over to one side. Seems like they were talking to a nurse.

That's pretty much it. I still had a whole long road of tough recovery to go through, mostly due to massive loss of blood and still massive amounts of fluid in my chest cavity around my lungs. But going on four months since that day, I'm doing a lot better and am almost back to normal.

The End