They definitely would, unfortunately. They've unsealed medical stuff that the NFL team doctors got up to and it's staggering how awful some of their best practices are from a "long term quality of life" standpoint.
I get what you guys are saying. It's just frustrating to me. I've got three doctors telling me different things and I don't know who to listen to. I'm doing the physical therapy for sure but I'm not going to stop lifting. It's a part of who I am. I'll lighten it up a ton, but I can't just stop. It's be different if I had an actual tear or something, but I don't think I do. Just a severe strain. Which sucks ass, but it will heal eventually. I dunno. I've got a lot to think about.
"I do not have the ability to think rationally 90% of the time and I also change my mind at the drop of a hat".
Holy fuck, sorry to hear that. Hopefully insurance? My musical equipment got stolen in a break in years ago and it devastated me. I hope everyone is alright and shit can get taken care of?
D.o.S. wrote:Hello, this is your captain speaking, our altitude has set to bleep so lets sit back and get ready to bloop. Ladies and Gentlemen, we are floating in space.
I don't have car insurance or renters insurance luckily none of the musical instruments (including a $7,000 cello) or pedals were taken. Just some TVs, laptops and gaming systems. Besides the car, less than $500 worth of stuff was stolen. Luckily no one was hurt.
Chankgeez wrote:
(Don't worry, spouses come and go, ILF is forever.)
That sounds like it was the best case scenario for a break in. Good to hear, take care of yourself. Really sorry to hear about it all still.
D.o.S. wrote:Hello, this is your captain speaking, our altitude has set to bleep so lets sit back and get ready to bloop. Ladies and Gentlemen, we are floating in space.
Oi, it's going to be an emotional breakdown kind of week. Great. Played two pretty great gigs over the weekend, enjoyed myself thoroughly, came home, instantly felt shitty again.
And today was a shit day at work. Yep. Mmmhmmm. Great. Grand. FUCKING WONDERFUL.
On the bright side, my ex finally picked up the rest of her stuff that was piled up in my kitchen for the last 6 months.
-addendum- Some cock-ass is pressure washing the exterior of the restaurant across the street from my apartment. At 6 fucking AM. That's okay, I didn't need to sleep. Not like it's a necessary biological process or anything.
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Well, Dad came back from Houston, looks like there is nothing they can do with his cancer. Guess some people are lucky in life and I just get shit on 24/7.
I'm sorry man! My dad went to MD Anderson about 4 years ago and they saved him. Sucks they can't help. I've lost a lot of family to cancer. Don't know if it means anything to you, but I'll pray for you dad. Try to stay strong for him and yourself! I know it's hard.
"I do not have the ability to think rationally 90% of the time and I also change my mind at the drop of a hat".