So....How's 2020 going for you so far

[Old Ben]

Originally Posted by dvarapala

Did you retire your sense of humor too?

Nope.

[stingraymyway]

Ended 2019 with the flu. Sitting here in January with a inner ear infection that has me dizzy as a bat in a tornado, to the point of throwing up.
Will sure be glad when Spring gets here.

[MadInNc]

Originally Posted by Raazor

My wife called me this morning while I was posting in this thread....

Sunday my wife spied a mole that had changed on my son. Monday it was removed and this morning they called with the results. Melanoma.

So the dermatologist squeezed him for an appointment and it doesn't look great but it's possible this was caught in time. Next step is surgery to remove the tumor then (I'm not 100% on this part) analysis of it and th3 surrounding tissue maybe?

I just boarded my last flight and will hopefully know more soon. He has Autism so the surgery won't be easy and if we have to beyond that, it's going to be very tough.

Staying positive here but send him any extra prayers you have lying around. His handle is TreyMan

Crap Buzz, Prayer's for TreyMan and family.

[BOTY]

We have your back Buzz and Trey, he should be fine. Prayers sent.

[Raazor]

Thanks everybody.

[427Z]

Prayers sent

[Hardluck]

Damn Buzz, keep us updated, hope it turns out to be minor!

[JetMechZ16]

Originally Posted by Anjdog2003

You weren't raised their Jetheim. You lived in Cali until your $12 an hour job was sufficient enough. That's when you headed towards Tennessee to get a cabin in the woods for 100k.

So being born somewhere doesn't make you from there? Let's see I grew up in California from 2 mos till I joined the .mil at 19. I also spent every summer in the Netherlands. I've either lived in or been stationed in the South, (when not deployed) since then, so 38 years. Now what was it that made me from Cali again? Oh ya, I lived there for about 19 years, but now I've lived in one or another places in the South for 38 years. Guess I'm more Southern than Californian. OH ya, the Southern part is by choice.

The bolded part of your statement is just to make you feel like you know why I left. After all how could anyone leave the paradise that is a liberal infested shithole by choice, right?

Originally Posted by Anjdog2003

Nothing Lippyheim. I lived in the South but that doesn't make me a Southerner. JetMechZ16 is as much a Southerner as your are a flat chested broad.

I am from the places I've been, I've been here longer than anywhere else.

[Mick]

Originally Posted by JetMechZ16

So being born somewhere doesn't make you from there? Let's see I grew up in California from 2 mos till I joined the .mil at 19. I also spent every summer in the Netherlands. I've either lived in or been stationed in the South, (when not deployed) since then, so 38 years. Now what was it that made me from Cali again? Oh ya, I lived there for about 19 years, but now I've lived in one or another places in the South for 38 years. Guess I'm more Southern than Californian. OH ya, the Southern part is by choice.

The bolded part of your statement is just to make you feel like you know why I left. After all how could anyone leave the paradise that is a liberal infested shithole by choice, right?


I am from the places I've been, I've been here longer than anywhere else.

Oh, you're definitely 100% Redneck.

[JetMechZ16]

Originally Posted by Mick

Oh, you're definitely 100% Redneck.

Thnaks

[BOTY]

Originally Posted by Raazor

My wife called me this morning while I was posting in this thread....

Sunday my wife spied a mole that had changed on my son. Monday it was removed and this morning they called with the results. Melanoma.

So the dermatologist squeezed him for an appointment and it doesn't look great but it's possible this was caught in time. Next step is surgery to remove the tumor then (I'm not 100% on this part) analysis of it and th3 surrounding tissue maybe?

I just boarded my last flight and will hopefully know more soon. He has Autism so the surgery won't be easy and if we have to beyond that, it's going to be very tough.

Staying positive here but send him any extra prayers you have lying around. His handle is TreyMan

Prayers for your family Buzz, I'm sure Trey is just wondering WTH is going. Be the rock.

[dwjz06]

Originally Posted by Raazor

My wife called me this morning while I was posting in this thread....

Sunday my wife spied a mole that had changed on my son. Monday it was removed and this morning they called with the results. Melanoma.

So the dermatologist squeezed him for an appointment and it doesn't look great but it's possible this was caught in time. Next step is surgery to remove the tumor then (I'm not 100% on this part) analysis of it and th3 surrounding tissue maybe?

I just boarded my last flight and will hopefully know more soon. He has Autism so the surgery won't be easy and if we have to beyond that, it's going to be very tough.

Staying positive here but send him any extra prayers you have lying around. His handle is TreyMan

Prayers for the TreyMan. Take it step by step sir.

[LilRedCorvette]

My 2018 & 2019 were pretty damned horrible...am trying to battle back in 2020. Doing the best I can.

My best thoughts and prayers to all struggling with various issues, especially of the health sort. I know firsthand how much it sucks.

Keep on trucking folks...that’s the only way we’ll get through this.

[Anjdog2003]

Originally Posted by JetMechZ16

So being born somewhere doesn't make you from there? Let's see I grew up in California from 2 mos till I joined the .mil at 19. I also spent every summer in the Netherlands. I've either lived in or been stationed in the South, (when not deployed) since then, so 38 years. Now what was it that made me from Cali again? Oh ya, I lived there for about 19 years, but now I've lived in one or another places in the South for 38 years. Guess I'm more Southern than Californian. OH ya, the Southern part is by choice.

The bolded part of your statement is just to make you feel like you know why I left. After all how could anyone leave the paradise that is a liberal infested shithole by choice, right?


I am from the places I've been, I've been here longer than anywhere else.

[JetMechZ16]

This past Sunday my wife and I along with my troubled daughter and my grandson went to the Hunter museum in Chattanooga. We watched a short concert by a violinist and then toured the museum. Everyone enjoyed themselves and it was a nice afternoon followed by dinner at a nice Mexican restaurant. We went home to an uneventful evening and went to bed about 9:45.

I couldn't sleep well so was still awake around 10:30 when I heard strange sounds coming from the living room. My wife woke up and heard them also. I got up and went to check what the sound was and found my daughter sitting on the couch unconscious. She was lifeless and still and seemed dead. I grabbed her and shook her, screamed at her, slapped her, she started to make gurgling sounds but was completely limp. I screamed for my wife to get out here. My wife grabbed some cold water and threw it onto her we were both shaking her and screaming for her to wake up. I called 911 and gave them our address, told them I believed our daughter had overdosed. They just kept talking and I yelled at them to find out if they were sending an ambulance. We are still shaking and screaming at her to wake up. She just gurgled and then her eyes fluttered and went closed again. She did that a couple of times.
I could hear sirens now and my wife yelled at me to get the garage door unlocked and open. I had forgotten that our front porch is being rebuilt and you can't get into the house that way. After getting the garage open I ran back in, still hearing sirens getting closer. My daughters face was turning blue and her fingers were turning blue. The 1st squad car arrived but was just sitting out in the street, which is still 300' from our house. I flashed the front porch lights off and on to get his attention and he turned down our driveway.
It seemed as if this had been going on for hours, but in reality I think it was only 4 minutes or so. The officer came in and tried to help us get her awake, all she would do is gurgle and maybe flutter her eyes. I saw a syringe and a piece of some white substance on the table it was part of a pill. The officer jumped up and ran to his car to get his Narcan. He came back in a few seconds and gave her a dose from a nasal spray we waited and yelled and shook her. Still no response, he gave her another dose. It was like someone turned the lights back on in her. Her eyes jumped open and she started breathing stronger, she tried to sit up and started responding to our questions.

About this time I notice other people coming in, more police, firefighters, and EMTs. The house and driveway are full of people and cars. They wheel my daughter out and take her to the emergency room. I thank the 1st responding officer and tell him that had he not gotten there so fast she would probably have died. I get in my truck and head to the hospital. My wife stayed behind with our grandson who was in his room listening to all this and crying. Before I left I told my grandson that his mom would be ok now and not to worry his grandma would stay with him.

At the hospital I was just mad, mad at my daughter and her selfishness. To put her family, her son through all this. To almost throw away her life for nothing. She cried and swore she's never do this again. I don't believe it. They let me take her home at 0300.

A few hours later we were woken by the phone and my wifes sister says their dad may be dying. He won't eat, won't take his meds and can't stand or get up. We drive over to her dads house and proceed to get an ambulance for him. My wife spent the rest of the day at the hospital with her dad, while I went home to look after my daughter and grandson.

2020 was ok up until this point.

[Raazor]

Sorry to hear that Jet

[Raazor]

Originally Posted by LilRedCorvette

My 2018 & 2019 were pretty damned horrible...am trying to battle back in 2020. Doing the best I can.

My best thoughts and prayers to all struggling with various issues, especially of the health sort. I know firsthand how much it sucks.

Keep on trucking folks...that’s the only way we’ll get through this.

Keep battlin!

[Strats-N-Vettes]

Originally Posted by JetMechZ16

I couldn't sleep well so was still awake around 10:30 when I heard strange sounds coming from the living room. My wife woke up and heard them also. I got up and went to check what the sound was and found my daughter sitting on the couch unconscious. She was lifeless and still and seemed dead.

The officer came in and tried to help us get her awake, all she would do is gurgle and maybe flutter her eyes. I saw a syringe and a piece of some white substance on the table it was part of a pill. The officer jumped up and ran to his car to get his Narcan. He came back in a few seconds and gave her a dose from a nasal spray Her eyes jumped open and she started breathing stronger, she tried to sit up and started responding to our questions.

I thank the 1st responding officer and tell him that had he not gotten there so fast she would probably have died. I get in my truck and head to the hospital. My wife stayed behind with our grandson who was in his room listening to all this and crying.

At the hospital I was just mad, mad at my daughter and her selfishness. To put her family, her son through all this. To almost throw away her life for nothing.
She cried and swore she's never do this again. I don't believe it.

A few hours later we were woken by the phone and my wifes sister says their dad may be dying. He won't eat, won't take his meds and can't stand or get up.
My wife spent the rest of the day at the hospital with her dad, while I went home to look after my daughter and grandson.

2020 was ok up until this point.

Man, sorry to hear of all this Jet.
I hope for the best outcome.

Nope; don't believe it.
Take care of little dude.

[The_Dude]

That's awful Jet. I hope you can get her back on the right path.

[dwjz06]

Originally Posted by JetMechZ16

This past Sunday my wife and I along with my troubled daughter and my grandson went to the Hunter museum in Chattanooga. We watched a short concert by a violinist and then toured the museum. Everyone enjoyed themselves and it was a nice afternoon followed by dinner at a nice Mexican restaurant. We went home to an uneventful evening and went to bed about 9:45.

I couldn't sleep well so was still awake around 10:30 when I heard strange sounds coming from the living room. My wife woke up and heard them also. I got up and went to check what the sound was and found my daughter sitting on the couch unconscious. She was lifeless and still and seemed dead. I grabbed her and shook her, screamed at her, slapped her, she started to make gurgling sounds but was completely limp. I screamed for my wife to get out here. My wife grabbed some cold water and threw it onto her we were both shaking her and screaming for her to wake up. I called 911 and gave them our address, told them I believed our daughter had overdosed. They just kept talking and I yelled at them to find out if they were sending an ambulance. We are still shaking and screaming at her to wake up. She just gurgled and then her eyes fluttered and went closed again. She did that a couple of times.
I could hear sirens now and my wife yelled at me to get the garage door unlocked and open. I had forgotten that our front porch is being rebuilt and you can't get into the house that way. After getting the garage open I ran back in, still hearing sirens getting closer. My daughters face was turning blue and her fingers were turning blue. The 1st squad car arrived but was just sitting out in the street, which is still 300' from our house. I flashed the front porch lights off and on to get his attention and he turned down our driveway.
It seemed as if this had been going on for hours, but in reality I think it was only 4 minutes or so. The officer came in and tried to help us get her awake, all she would do is gurgle and maybe flutter her eyes. I saw a syringe and a piece of some white substance on the table it was part of a pill. The officer jumped up and ran to his car to get his Narcan. He came back in a few seconds and gave her a dose from a nasal spray we waited and yelled and shook her. Still no response, he gave her another dose. It was like someone turned the lights back on in her. Her eyes jumped open and she started breathing stronger, she tried to sit up and started responding to our questions.

About this time I notice other people coming in, more police, firefighters, and EMTs. The house and driveway are full of people and cars. They wheel my daughter out and take her to the emergency room. I thank the 1st responding officer and tell him that had he not gotten there so fast she would probably have died. I get in my truck and head to the hospital. My wife stayed behind with our grandson who was in his room listening to all this and crying. Before I left I told my grandson that his mom would be ok now and not to worry his grandma would stay with him.

At the hospital I was just mad, mad at my daughter and her selfishness. To put her family, her son through all this. To almost throw away her life for nothing. She cried and swore she's never do this again. I don't believe it. They let me take her home at 0300.

A few hours later we were woken by the phone and my wifes sister says their dad may be dying. He won't eat, won't take his meds and can't stand or get up. We drive over to her dads house and proceed to get an ambulance for him. My wife spent the rest of the day at the hospital with her dad, while I went home to look after my daughter and grandson.

2020 was ok up until this point.

Damn Mr. Ron No words sir. I hope she can kick it.

Originally Posted by Raazor

Sorry to hear that Jet

Originally Posted by Strats-N-Vettes

Man, sorry to hear of all this Jet.
I hope for the best outcome.

Nope; don't believe it.
Take care of little dude.

Originally Posted by The_Dude

That's awful Jet. I hope you can get her back on the right path.