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Not very nice but when i read this post the add that was on the top of the page was Office chairs:mad::mad::mad:
hope you get through no matter what you do.
Google and the rest of the universe taking the ****!Quote:
Originally Posted by Sparksdisco
I got Tiger Airways ads. Because thats just what want to do right now, go sit on a plane for a few hours.....
I had L4 & L5 go on me...
All because I reached into the back of the car to pick up an envelope. :(
Put up with it for about 9 weeks, with it progressivley getting worse. I had an MRI, and was booked in for the steroid injection.
Then I passed out from the pain. Came to, with SWMBO standing over me. Ambulance / hospital / steroid injection.... no go...
Passed out again a couple of days later... ambulance / different hospital / nuro surgeon... he booked me in.
I had the op at about 2:00pm on Thursday. At 10:00am on Saturday, I walked out of the hospital.
Since then, I have had days that are bad, but the vast majority are good.
I have managed to do some major renovations around the house since, which would never have been possible without the op. :D
Consider your options, get a second, third or 4th opinion, and go from there.
All the best, and if you are on pain killers, don't forget that by now, you are hooked, and need to be careful coming off them.... Came the voice of experience...:angel:
I popped my lower back last year...
Of all things I was doing...
Picking up the Prawns from Ean that Basil135 had been keeping stored for me! :o
Years ago I popped it turning to get sugar for my coffee... :eek:
Hope everything goes well and you heal up soon..
This one may explain it... Just replace "Cataracts" with "Back" :twisted::angel::wasntme:
Tim Minchin
Thank You God lyrics
I have an apology to make
I'm afraid I've made a big mistake
I turned my face away from you, Lord
I was too blind to see the light
I was too weak to feel Your might
I closed my eyes; I couldn't see the truth, Lord
But then like Saul on the Damascus road,
You sent a messenger to me, and so
Now I've have had the truth revealed to me
Please forgive me all those things I said
I'll no longer betray you, Lord
I will pray to you instead
And I will say thank you, thank you
Thank you, God
Thank you, thank you
Thank you, God...
Thank you, God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum
I had no idea, but it's suddenly so clear now
I feel such a cynic, how could I have been so dumb?
Thank you for displaying how praying works:
A particular prayer in a particular church
Thank you Sam for the chance to acknowledge this
Omnipotent ophthalmologist
Thank you, God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum
I didn't realize that it was so simple
But you've shown a great example of just how it can be done
You only need to pray in a particular spot
To a particular version of a particular god,
And if you pull that off without a hitch,
He will fix one eye of one middle-class white bitch
I know in the past my outlook has been limited
I couldn't see examples of where life had been definitive
But I can admit it when the evidence is clear,
As clear as Sam's mum's new cornea
(And that's extremely clear! )
Thank you, God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum
I have to admit that in the past I have been skeptical
But Sam described this miracle and I am overcome!
How fitting that the sighting of a sight-based intervention
Should open my eyes to this exciting new dimension
It's like someone put an eye chart up in front of me
And the top five letters say: I C, G O D
Thank you, Sam, for showing how my point of view has been so flawed
I assumed there was no God at all but now I see that's cynical
It's simply that his interests aren't particularly broad
He's largely undiverted by the starving masses,
Or the inequality between the various classes
He gives you strictly limited passes,
Redeemable for surgery or two-for-one glasses
I feel so shocking for historically mocking
Your interests are clearly confined to the ocular
I bet given the chance, you'd eschew the divine
And start a little business selling contacts online
**** me Sam, what are the odds
That of history's endless parade of gods
That the God you just happened to be taught to believe in
Is the actual one and he digs on healing,
But not the AIDS-ridden African nations
Nor the victims of the plague, nor the flood-addled Asians,
But healthy, privately-insured Australians
With common and curable corneal degeneration
This story of Sam's has but a single explanation:
A surgical God who digs on magic operations
No, it couldn't be mistaken attribution of causation
Born of a coincidental temporal correlation
Exacerbated by a general lack of education
Vis-a-vis physics in Sam's parish congregation
And it couldn't be that all these pious people are liars
It couldn't be an artefact of confirmation bias
A product of groupthink,
A mass delusion,
An Emperor's New Clothes-style fear of exclusion
No, it's more likely to be an all-powerful magician
Than the misdiagnosis of the initial condition,
Or one of many cases of spontaneous remission,
Or a record-keeping glitch by the local physician
No, the only explanation for Sam's mum's seeing:
They prayed to an all-knowing superbeing,
To the omnipresent master of the universe,
And he quite liked the sound of their muttered verse.
So for a bit of a change from his usual stunt
Of being a sexist, racist, murderous ****
He popped down to Dandenong and just like that
Used his powers to heal the cataracts of Sam's mum
Of Sam's mum
Thank you God for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum!
I didn't realize that it was such a simple thing
I feel such a dingaling, what ignorant scum!
Now I understand how prayer can work:
A particular prayer in a particular church
In a particular style with a particular stuff
And for particular problems that aren't particularly tough,
And for particular people, preferably white
And for particular senses, preferably sight
A particular prayer in a particular spot
To a particular version of a particular god
And if you get that right, he just might
Take a break from giving babies malaria
And pop down to your local area
To fix the cataracts of your mum!
Thanks for that one Tombie. I haven't heard that one before - I'll go hunt for it on YouTube. Tim Minchin is hilarious, and bloody clever (borderline controversial occasionally....? :D)Quote:
Originally Posted by Tombie
Well, it seems I've been handed the zero option. If I want the nerve damage to get worse, and to perhaps become irreversible, I can leave it a bit longer. Time won't be a healer in this case, only after the surgery. It's "unstable" (whatever that means. Perhaps it will burst into tears at the slightest provocation?) and not quite pointing in the direction it should.
Well, that's the third opinion and we have a unanimous verdict, the jury says be prepared for a new hole or two, and to get intimately acquainted with daytime TV for a couple of months.
Bugger.
Sorry to hear... Time to get onto the torrent sites and build up a viewing collection :)Quote:
Originally Posted by sheerluck
Torrent? What's that? :angel::angel::DQuote:
Originally Posted by Tombie