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So did she keep her job?? Never know!! Some ppl will keep it.

And how many women will go THAT far??

Dwayne, I suppose mostly you get to worry bout is not picking up hitchhikers in Canon City huh??? .

I will do it!! I have so much time!! I have surgery next week so the "posts" I might bring up will not be because I feel like it it will be cause I feel GRRREAT!! or miserable... Either way ill have fun. What you have already forgotten this??? Cmon you are smarter than that!!

Well I had to make this blog private (my ex was being nosy). If anyone would like to read it please PM me with your e mail addy and I will have to add you. Sorry about the inconvience. I hope everyone is doing well.

Personally Elderly and Teenagers scare the hell out of me driving. However, the norm is yearly vision tests. I would think that when someone visits an optometrist the Doctor should have the right to say yes or no to driving. (Not the eye Dr ONLY however) The eye Dr should have the authority to send any recommendations to the DMV in the area and request (they can't demand of course) that the patient have a current prescription and WEAR the contacts or eyeglasses. It can be as simple as a form or as complex as examination by an optometrist FOR the dmv. The DMV/Eye Dr is unlikely to happen tho. If this is not done by the pt yearly then the DMV can suspend or revoke a license. It would be a simple check yes or no type box and turned into the DMV. The Optometrist is not the only one who should be able to do this. A pt who has the onset of dementia, slower reaction times due to medication, an uncontrolled seizure disorder and any conditioned deemed unsafe and uncontrolled that can put someone else in danger (as well as the person with the "condition") should also have a form to fill out and fax to the DMV. Filled out and signed approved or Denied from the pts primary Dr. I personally believe this SHOULD be the responsibility of the Dr as well as the pt.

Hi guys. It has been a while since I have posted. I have been going thru some medical problems. Pancreas problems really. If you care to read up on them feel free to do so. http://traumachic.blogspot.com/ Make sure you read the older ones first because it will not make sense unless you do. If anyone has gone thru this or wants to comment please do so here. For some reason no one is able to comment on the blog directly.

Tacoma had a great paramedic program thru Pierce Comm College. I went thru there for my EMT but I have heard lots of good things about them as far as the paramedic program goes. Tacoma Comm College is good too so I have heard. Tacoma is about 45 min to an hr from each other. Sorry I am not much help with Seattle. I have been there lol. I just moved from Tacoma in April so I know that area. Yelm Fd is also looking for vollys. I got an e mail a few mos ago and was asked to volly there. Unfortunately I moved before I got the message. Good Luck!!

Ha Ha Ha. I have read some storied like that on this board. However it was not in the joke section. (get my drift)

Thats just wrong!!!

http://tvbythenumbers.com/2009/10/28/trauma-canceled-by-nbc-no-new-episodes-will-be-ordered/31930 I looked on NBCs website but there is nothing about it. I saw this on Facebook (trauma fans page) not that I am a fan but....

Are you kidding? IF someone is in the EMS field or someone has ANY college (yes ems is a college REQUIRED field) You should be able to spell. I understand SOME misspellings because I cant spell sphygonomometer I use the term BP cuff. Simple, if you cant spell a word (the red underneath the word means its spelled wrong) pick another damn word. Doc said: I will be blunt, if I have to decipher your posts due to poor grammar, spelling and sentence structure, I assume you are an idiot and will filter your contributions through that assumption. Regardless of how you perform on the street or in a clinical setting, in my mind you could not possibly be a competent professional. That being said, I can only ignore so much; I'm sure I am not alone. I agree 100%. Edited to add: Yes the language barrier is a valid point however I look at the location when reading a post I am having a hard time reading. This helps me understand why I am not able to read said post as well as I would like.

No not yet. I was hoping I could get a few ppl to ride with me. So I can be a little better financially prepared. I sure hope to go!!! However I just watched this girl eat a toenail on Tyra Well she ate 10 but I gagged on the first one. That is just GROSS!!! Need to take some phenergan with me. lol... im not THAT bad tho... Yep my reflexes work!! Hey Doc Z. If I sign up and cant make it, can I give it to someone else in case all spots are full like a swap?

I am currently reading Stiff by Mary Roach. The "life" or well afterlife of cadavers and how they are used for science. To study numerous things. Decomposition,accidents,embalming and more are discussed in this book. It is also written with humor as well. Also Memiors of a flight nurse is good. I do not remember who the author is. The Peter Canning books are good as well. Lastly Emergency. I believe it is called by a ED Md. Stories of patients in the ED setting by various physicians.

Season Finale Tops. I don't give it any longer than that.

We can car pool if ya want I wanna go too!! Party on the way there!! Its a 1 day drive. Actually if anyone wants to carpool from Colorado. I should be able to drive. Share a hotel perhaps. I dont bite. I know $$ is tight all around. Plus my son is in Ohio so I will be able to take a day and see him.

As far as EMT-Bs starting Iv's I have a class I am "supposed" to take for Iv cert here in Colorado. I however will have to wait til the next one because I am not state certified yet. NREMT- yes but not state. When a basic here in Co can do IVs they can also do D-50,narcan and something else I forget. Epi or something mabe. This is what I was told by the ems office at the college here. I have not looked up the state protocols for this nor do I know about ems companies here locally.

They change the secrets every week. I love that website!!

Umm I want to say THANKS for posting this!!! YUMMY!!!! http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/2009/10/18/sns-proud-papa/comment-page-4/#comment-88883

OUCH You are not the only guy that I know to do that. LMAO One time my ex fil. Used some nair stuff for his face it broke him out. He asked for the benadryl creme. Appatently he could not read well (or didnt) cause he put vagasil on his face... LMAO Hes an asshole anyways. OH Dust. I was just on myspace. IT asked me if you would ever have a sex change.... Guess what I put down

This is going to be fun!!!!

Dust I wanna know!!!(Wheres the this threads worthless without pictures smiley)

Send this joke to a friend! Add to My Jokes Box Waxing This has to be one of the funniest and most God-awful scenarios I have ever heard of... Bless this woman!!! All hair removal methods have tricked us with their promises of easy, painless removal. The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now.... The Wax!! My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home; fix dinner; played with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours; "Maybe I should pull the wax out of the medicine cabinet?" So I headed to the site of my demise; the bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand and then they get warm and you peel them apart, press it to your leg (or wherever else) and hair comes right off! No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm no girly, girl, but I am mechanically inclined enough that I can figure it out. *YA THINK!!!* So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each other, stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. Cold wax my rear end (Oh, how this phrase haunts me!). I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. OK... So it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this!!! Hair removal no longer eludes me!! I am She-Ra, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire!! With my next wax strip, I move "north". After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of the bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself.... RRRRIIIIIIPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!! I'm Blind!!!!! Blinded from pain!!!!!!... OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half of the strip. S**T!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP... Everything is swirly and spotted. Do I hear crashing drums????? OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - A wax covered strip with my hairy pelt that has caused me so much pain, sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it! Where is the hair?? WHERE IS THE WAX? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair... The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. S**T!!! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake . . . . . . . Remember, my foot is still propped up on the toilet. I know I need to do something, so I put my foot down. DAMN!!! I hear the slamming of the cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut!!! I penguin walk around the bathroom, trying to figure out what to do and think to myself, "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off." Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right?? *WRONG!!!!* I get in the tub - The water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse that having your nether businesses glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub. In scalding hot water!! Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub!!! God bless the man what convinced me I should have a phone in the bathroom!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she's waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter, "So my butt and who-ha are stuck to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't have a secret trick, but does try to hide the laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located on bottom, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or what?" She's laughing out loud by now... I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!! Right!!!!!! I would be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water, and then dry shaving the sticky wax off!!! By now, the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I slip into glazed donut land. My friend is still talking with me as my hand reaches towards the saving grace... The lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point. I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids, scared the dickens out of my friend, but I really don't care!! "IT WORKS!! IT WORKS!!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice, to my grief and despair... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE... ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!! So, I shaved it off. Heck, I'm numb at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color . . . . . .

Thanks it has been a while. I have not had internet for a while. Due to a move and my stupid ass bbysitter broke my laptop charger. I have been in agony not talking to my friends from the city..

Two 90-year-old women, Rose and Barb had been friends all of their lives. When it was clear that Rose was dying, Barb visited her every day. One day Barb said, 'Rose, we both loved playing women's softball all our lives, and we played all through High School. Please do me one favor: when you get to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's women's softball there.' Rose looked up at Barb from her deathbed and said, 'Barb, you've been my best friend for many years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you.' Shortly after that, Rose passed on. A few nights later, Barb was awakened from a sound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to her, 'Barb, Barb.' 'Who is it?', asked Barb, sitting up suddenly. 'Who is it?' 'Barb -- it's me, Rose.' 'You're not Rose. Rose just died.' 'I'm telling you, it's me, Rose,' insisted the voice. 'Rose! Where are you?' 'In Heaven,' replied Rose. 'I have some really good news and a little bad news.' 'Tell me the good news first,' said Barb. 'The good news,' Rose said, 'is that there's softball in Heaven. Better yet all of our old buddies who died before us are here, too.. Better than that, we're all young again. Better still, it's always springtime, and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play softball all we want, and we never get tired.' 'That's fantastic,' said Barb.. 'It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the bad news?' 'You're pitching Tuesday.' Life is uncertain - eat dessert first.