Cross-Post: The Event, Part 6

Lulu: “Our Dada has posted the final installment of his series about what happened during and after his ruptured cerebral aneurysm.”

Although I had been discharged, that wasn’t the end of the recovery process. As previously noted, I had to stay on the nimodipine for another three weeks, which meant waking up every four hours to take two gigantic pills. I’ve never had so many alarms set on my phone in my life. (The tone I chose for these alarms was the “Barking Dog” sound, because that was the least jolting one I could find. After 20 years of having dogs around, you get used to all the barking.)

Charlee: “Hey what’s that about getting used to all the barking?”
Lulu: “I’m sure I have no idea.”

via The Event, Part 6

heer be needels

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel heer we ar at the final instalment of my investigayshun into the misteeryus treetment wot trouble has ben gitting warning wot yoo ar abowt to see may mayk yoo go skweeeeeeeee!!!  it involvs sharp poynty objekts and not only that it involvs needels!!!  but oh first dada wants me to say a disklaymer that this is not an instrukshunal viddyo and he duznt hav enny speshul trayning and he is not a vet and blah blah blah oh shoor dada as if ennywun wood mistayk yoo for a vet wen the site of a needel mayks yoo cry like a baby!!! ok heer goze dont say i didnt warn yoo!!!

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