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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Rapparee Date: 27 Jan 08 - 07:39 PM And I'm Jeri's official taster. It's a clear liquid, after all. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 28 Jan 08 - 05:42 AM Oh dear... oh deary deary me.... I need to book into the Quarantine ward.... Unclean! Unclean! Went to bed perfectly healthy last night after an invigorating day in the fresh air, and today I woke up hardly able to breathe. My chest feels like an elephant has taken up lodgings and my head has a woodpecker in it trying to get out. Heaven only knows where the badger has crapped, but I can taste it every time I cough. I'm a one person zoo. I need a hug and IV honey, rum and lemon, easy on the lemon. coff coff coff. LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: John MacKenzie Date: 28 Jan 08 - 05:42 AM Laphroaig like Kathleen Winsor is 'Forever Amber', Rap. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 28 Jan 08 - 07:40 AM So it has bits of tree and long dead insects in it? Very glad I don't drink the stuff! LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 28 Jan 08 - 11:56 AM I also need a notebook.... to the relief of those I live with, I have no voice now. I'm not a happy bunny. :( LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: John MacKenzie Date: 28 Jan 08 - 11:57 AM Bugs Bunny? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Bat Goddess Date: 28 Jan 08 - 12:58 PM Geez, sorry Liz -- equal parts of honey, lemon and brandy warm. Wonderful for the throat, gentle enough for a babe in arms. (Older doctor "prescribed" it to my doctor uncle for his young daughter back in the late 1950s. Works.) Oh, and after enough of the medicine, you really don't care... Haven't been out much in the past month or so, but I managed to pick up a cold (probably at The Press Room; sigh) and spent last week fending it off with Airbornes and Cold-Eze. Seemed to work wonders. Kept the symptoms fairly mild. Alas, swallowed enough snot that my tum's a bit iffy, though. I think I'm really glad I've not had to participate a lot in winter this year. Oh, cask strength Laphroaig with three finger-flicks of water in it -- brings out the flavor. Linn |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: MudGuard Date: 28 Jan 08 - 02:04 PM Can someone please keep Liz locked far away from my kingsize bed, please? I don't want to get post-surgery infections ... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 28 Jan 08 - 05:47 PM Damn. My plan has been scuppered... someone saw through my ruse.... Bugger... back to the nurses uniform and the shaving kit.... LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: John MacKenzie Date: 28 Jan 08 - 05:50 PM Not the Brazilian again Liz please. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Rapparee Date: 28 Jan 08 - 05:59 PM At least they didn't have to shave any part of me today. I didn't even feel it when they yanked the EKG leads off, ripping most of the chest hair away at the same time. "Nurse, be a bit careful with that razor! GOOD LORD! Look what you've done to the poor man!" "Aw, bugger off! Shouldn't have been pointing it at me like that anyway!" |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Megan L Date: 28 Jan 08 - 06:15 PM Rapaire Skelp men cant help pointing their mamies never telt them it wis rude |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Rapparee Date: 28 Jan 08 - 07:37 PM Megan, as the young woman from the Glens once said to me, "I dinna like the gleam in yer eye nor the tilt o' yer kilt." |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 29 Jan 08 - 09:36 AM Tis no the tilt o' the kilt, more what his sgian'll dubh! LTS - that phrase book is really proving it's worth. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: MudGuard Date: 30 Jan 08 - 05:03 AM Out of the way, give me a clear path to my kingsize bed! Why is there no red carpet? Management!!! I have a complaint! And now, quiet please, and no snoring! The man in the kingsize bed needs some sleep! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 30 Jan 08 - 05:07 AM SO glad to see you here Andy... well, not glad that you need recovery, but that you made it to recovery... Oh you know what I mean. We want a full report as soon as you're done snoozing. I'll try not to wake you with my coughing. LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Megan L Date: 30 Jan 08 - 05:14 AM Granny Dom fits LTS with a gag so her coughing wont disturb big man with bed or was that man with big bed ah well* wanders aff lukin for someone tae skelp |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Rapparee Date: 30 Jan 08 - 08:39 AM Six feet four requires a "big" bed? Why, out here that's the average size of the puny little babies. Of course, with love and care they get better and grow up big and strong. That means that beautiful women have to wait on them hand and foot, attending to their every need. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: John MacKenzie Date: 30 Jan 08 - 08:46 AM Obviously the women are shorter then! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: MudGuard Date: 30 Jan 08 - 11:10 AM Ok, full report (all times are GMT - General Munich Time): Tue, 6:00 I woke up in panic - did I sleep too long? Tue, 6:05 Don't panic, there's more than an hour till I have to leave the house, and there is no need to prepare breakfast as I am not allowed to eat it anyway. Tue, 7:15 Left my flat Tue, 7:55 Arrived at Hospital Tue, 8:25 Finally made it through the queue at the reception office Tue, 9:00 Was sent up to my room. No king-size bed. Filled out complaint about this. Tue, 9:10 They checked whether I was worth being operated by checking whether I was alive (Blood pressure 140:80, Temp. 37.2°C, Pulse 72) Tue, 9:20 Nurse threatens to shave me. Tue, 9:21 Doctor arrives and saves me from shaving, asks personal questions (do you drink alcohol ...). Tue, 9:29 Nurse comes back with shaving kit - shit, doctor saved me only temporarily. Tue, 9:30 Nurse only shaves area from upper thighs to navel - pheew, my beard is safe! Tue, 9:45 Have to change from pyjamas to some piece of cloth they call OP shirt. Open at the back, and with sleeves not fitting my bicepses ... Tue, 9:55 Got some nice socks to go with the shirt (but the color did not really match ...). And nurse rammed some needle in my leg and pushed some fluid stuff into it. And I had to swallow a "I don't care for nothing at all" pill. Tue, 10:00 Nurse forced me into bed. Tue, 10:05 I am getting hungry. And thirsty. Tue, 11:00 Two nurses (must be cowards, not daring to come alone) appear and push me around with my bed. Tue, 11:05 End of hospital bed voyage. Have to crawl on a 2m wide belt, which transports me into operating area. Tue, 11:08 Get deposited in a corner of the preparation room. Different nurse rams a different needle into my hand. Tue, 11:10 some masked man (some Al-Qaida-Fighter? Maybe my surgeon?) asks me whether I recognize him. I ask him "How should I when you are maskerading?". Tue, 11:30 another journey while I am lying down. Some room with bright lamps. Someone asks me where I would like to go on holiday and so on. I know the bastards, they only want to distract my thoughts from their trying to kill me with anesth ... Tue, 12:30 I nearly jump up as someone calls my name. It's one of these masked Al-Qaida fighters. Ha! Got her by surprise, she got a shock from me nearly jumping up! Tue, 12:35 Time for another journey. Back to the belt. And into my (still no king-size) bed. This then gets shoved into another room. Tue, 12:45 Slowly, the effects from the Al-Qaida poisoning attempts wear off. Tue, 12:50 There must be high water in the hospital, I realize they have started building a sand sack wall on my stomach. Tue, 13:15 Nurse in wakeup room doesn't like me, she phones other nurses to get rid of me. Tue, 13:25 Two nurses (not of Al-Qaida, these are not masked) take me with my bed back to my room. Tue, 13:30 I am still hungry. And thirsty. Although they feed some cheap stuff into my arm (must be cheap, the stuff comes in a plastic bag) Tue, 13:35 Room service appears, with a choice between fennel and peppermint tea. I do not want to start vomiting, thus decide against fennel. Tue, 14:04 Room neighbour (also Hernia) comes back from operation. He gets no choice of tea - as I took peppermint, only fennel is left ... Tue, 15:30 Doctor comes (not my surgeon) to check whether Al-Qaida was successful killing me. Notes down another failure. Tue, 16:30 Nurse comes, ask bed neighbor whether he wants to try standing up. Hey, that's unfair, I was back from OP first! Tue, 16:35 Neighbor has got up, but is now in bathroom corner vomiting. That's fast punishing for queue-jumping! Tue, 16:45 Hiqh water seems to be gone, sand sack is removed. And I am allowed to get up. Nurse (a beautiful, but tiny one - 1m55/ 5'1") is afraid as I am taller sitting down on the bedside than she is standing up. She fetches reinforcements. Tue, 16:50 I can get up. And walk around the room. Without vomiting (making nananaanaaananaa sounds to the queue-jumping bastard!). Am allowed to get out of that op shirt and into my pyjamas. And to get at my mobile phone - my parents must be half-dead waiting for my call. Tue, 17:02 made it back to my bed, was just trying to call my parents when I got interrupted by a knock-knock on the door. It's my mother! I stop attempt to call them on mobile. Tue, 17:10 use my mother as support to go to toilet (as far away as possible without using the staircases). Successfully relieved me of some of the peppermint tea. Tue, 17:40 dinner arrives, my mother leaves. (Reminds me of some old Johnny Walker advertisement - "Was kommt, wenn der Tag geht? Johnny Walker" roughly translates to "What arrives, when the day leaves? Johnny Walker") Tue, 17:45 shock when looking at room service delivery: three slices of untoasted toast, some cream cheese and two see-thru slices of "Gelbwurst", some cooked meat sausage. Although I don't like it, I eat it all, as there is no alternative. Tue, 18:30 another doctor comes to check whether we are still alive. Btw, there has a third "hernia" arrived. Tue, 19:30 Nurse checks again whether we are alive. Gives out sleeping pills. Tue, 19:45 We agree to turn off lights, we are all tired (someone has stuck knifes into us, so please understand!) Tue, 20:00 The snoring battle begins. Wed, 04:14 My bladder demands a trip to the toilet. Make it there and back all on my own! Wed, 06:30 another nurse comes to check on our lives. I am mighty hungry! (I only got that weak excuse of some starters for all the previous day!). Wed, 06:44 I am proclaimed as winner of the snoring contest by my room mates. Wed, 07:05 Nurse comes to remove the needles from our hands (and checks on our lives again). Promises that breakfast will arrive soon. Wed, 08:02 Finally, breakfast arrives. 3 rolls, Salami, Emmentaler cheese, curd cheese (?), butter, strawberry jam, honey. Wed, 08:20 Made my way almost through breakfast, only half a roll, some butter and honey is left when my surgeon arrives to check on me. Wed, 08:22 gives me a shock, says I should stay another night. Wed, 08:23 I tell him I want to go home. So he pulls out that tube dangling from the knife wound. And allows me to go home if I don't make the way on my own. I promise my father will pick me up. He says that's ok! Wed, 08:30 Finished with breakfast. Wed, 08:40 Finished with dressing and packing. Wed, 08:45 Having said good-bye to my bed neighbours I leave a "thank you" or "Merci" and say good by. Wed, 08:50 arrived at Administration. Wed, 09:12 leave admistration after paying a 10-Euro-per-day fee. The bastards count my stay as two days! Wed, 09:14 call my father to pick me up. Wed, 09:32 father arrives. Wed, 09:50 father delivers me at my flat. I just posted on several forums that I have survived, then went to bed to catch up with some sleep. Wed, 15:50 I wake up in time for my "traditional" 16:00 tea. Wed, 16:15 I start typing this report while drinking tea. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: John MacKenzie Date: 30 Jan 08 - 11:37 AM Sounds highly amusing. Glad to be home then? G |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: MudGuard Date: 30 Jan 08 - 11:55 AM Yes, glad to be home again. A bed of 6'4" is not really big if you are 6'4" yourself ... And although I won the snoring contest, the two bed neighbours were not bad themselves ... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Becca72 Date: 30 Jan 08 - 02:57 PM Can I just have a script for some Benadryl, please? The person in the next cube from me here at work decided this morning that she should marinate herself in some gawd awful lotion that I think is supposed to smell like raspberries and I'm having a bit of an allergic reaction to it. I'm itchy and headache-y and I can't breath through my nose. Scary part is, I work for a hospital and my office is supposed to be a 'fragrance free zone'. So much for that idea! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 30 Jan 08 - 02:59 PM I laid on the sofa and coughed a lot... not nearly so exciting as your saga Andy... so glad you were able to escape. Now take it easy, don't try bending or running for anything and let your mother pretend you're her baby again.... LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: skarpi Date: 30 Jan 08 - 03:29 PM what ? against Fennel ?? what about that Brennivín you drank last February ???' thats fennel :>) all the best Skarpi |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: MudGuard Date: 30 Jan 08 - 04:09 PM Skarpi, that's something different - it doesn't taste like fennel. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Megan L Date: 30 Jan 08 - 04:12 PM You mean Brenavin has a taste :) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: John MacKenzie Date: 30 Jan 08 - 04:13 PM A lot more taste than some people I know Meg. G |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Megan L Date: 30 Jan 08 - 04:19 PM :p Dauvitt and I had enough good taste to meet up with the delightful Gunna and that giant she brought with her |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Bat Goddess Date: 30 Jan 08 - 07:44 PM Well, evaluation appointment with physical therapy tomorrow morning. Got a stunning printout of my latest x-ray (Tuesday a.m.) -- have scanned it and will send to people I want to scare. Will also bring it along to Friday's Press Room session and the gathering at Sinsull's on Saturday. (Not necessarily for scaring purposes.) Linn |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Severn Date: 30 Jan 08 - 07:57 PM Third day of Chemo. Dishrag days are here again for a while. Feel like homemade dirt. Much urination and feelings of nausea that never quite get there an all around weakness and lethargy. Hope you're all doing well. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Rapparee Date: 30 Jan 08 - 10:36 PM Apart from sleeping off the effects of the happy juice and relieving myself of the air injected into my colon on Monday, things have been...okay. I felt pretty good yesterday, but that may have had more to do with being able to EAT SOMETHING! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: MudGuard Date: 31 Jan 08 - 12:31 AM Have slept remarkably well. Despite the fact that nobody reminded me of taking the pain killer pill in the evening. I feel some pain when getting up/sitting down (i.e. when I use the abdominal muscles), but less than yesterday. I try to use mostly the arms to push me up or let me down ... It also hurts a little bit if I accidentally touch the band-aid covering the cut. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Wilfried Schaum Date: 31 Jan 08 - 02:03 AM Nice to read that you have survived, Andy. Your experiences reminded me of my own in hospitals (except military hospitals, where they keep always the same staff for you). It's the same the whole world over ... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 31 Jan 08 - 05:53 AM Severn, you take care of yourself... just keep saying - it will pass... or remembering the Wareham Wail or other such occasions... thinking of you. Andy - keep up the good work! Rapaire - never trust a fart, remember? NEVER TRUST A FART!!! There's a regretful incident relayed me by a friend who had a similar experience, that involved her forgetting she'd had a cup of tea and thinking there was naught but air..... Bat Goddess - stop scaring people with pictures of you nekkid and skinless! Skarpi - I think we concluded that Brennevin is caraway flavoured. Fennel is more licquorice. It's much enhanced by the addition of some sloes. LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: MudGuard Date: 31 Jan 08 - 07:18 AM And be careful with farts when there are burning candles around - farts are combustible (don't try to use them for jet propulsion!) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: MudGuard Date: 31 Jan 08 - 04:08 PM This afternoon I got adventorous (following doctor's orders to walk a bit) and made my (very slow) way to the nearest supermarket. And I survived. And found the way back home! Now the cut/scar starts itching. And the re-growing hairs are itching as well. I'm allowed to take a shower tonight. But I think I give the cut/scar another night's time to heal before I do that - I don't go out tonight anyway ... How is the rest of you? Making progress? Liz, still coughing? Can someone please explain "dishrag days"? Severn, it sounds awful - but I do not really understand the term. I know enough English to understand "day" (1/7 of a week ;-)) and "dishrag" (cloth for washing up plates and cutlery). But "dishrag days" doesn't make any sense to me ... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: SINSULL Date: 31 Jan 08 - 04:20 PM Hello I am looking for the fellow serving Lemoncello Jell-o on the back of his yellow cello (cellophane) mellow cello (chello). I'll go away now... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 31 Jan 08 - 04:22 PM Andy ~ "dishrag day" - feeling like something that's been soaked in soapy water then rubbed around a dirty greasy pan, then left on the side to dry, all limp and wrung out. I'm still coughing, the pills are working though as I can breathe within 5 minutes of a coughing fit... thank you for asking. And Andy - I can testify that the regrowing hairs will be considerably more annoying and painful than any surgical procedure. LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Severn Date: 31 Jan 08 - 04:44 PM Andy, Liz got it pretty much dead on. A series of days when you don't even want to get up and walk, but with the constant need to urinate, you have to anyway. Bloated and empty and verging on nausea at the same time, as different meds play tug of war inside you. You feel like about 2/5 of a human being. And since the anti-nausea meds somehow work better on a full stomach, You feed yourself anyway.No fun at all. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: John MacKenzie Date: 31 Jan 08 - 04:46 PM Well keep telling yourself it's all in a good cause, and remember we're thinking of you Sev. Giok |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: MudGuard Date: 31 Jan 08 - 05:10 PM Severn, that sounds really awful! Hope it will be better soon! And Liz, thanks for the English lesson! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Bat Goddess Date: 31 Jan 08 - 07:19 PM Progressing... Had a good session with the physical therapist this morning, a nice chap named Geoff. After filling out all the paperwork, etc., multiple questions and explanations, he did some really nice manipulation (shut up) and got me to relax and trust that he wasn't going to hurt me. Showed me some exercises to do, made some suggestions about how to thin out the scar tissue from the incision, introduced me to the pool where for the first few weeks I'll be spending about a third of our sessions. (No, I am NOT going to buy a swimming suit -- or be seen in one! I've already got a pair of shorts "ruined" by a pool and I'm sure I can find a loose shirt-like thingie to wear that's also expendable.) First sessions start in two weeks -- I still can't drive and Tom is working for the next two weeks. (Since I'm not bringing in any income, I can't interfere with his two-week gig!) Linn |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Wilfried Schaum Date: 01 Feb 08 - 02:07 AM Bat Goddess - esteem yourself lucky when you can lift your arm as high as your head. After 3 months of daily PT I wasn't. Reading your posts I just remember one day before Xmas when I sat crying on the table and despaired of any recovery. Then the therapist asked me: How could you move your arm when they took off the cast? - Not at all. - And how now? - Better. After half a year of hard training my broken arm was more agile than the sound one; it's the only one I can use to scratch my back up to the shoulderblades. By the way - I got more than giggles from the nurses when I asked: What's this PT you're rolling me to? Public Torturehouse? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Sandra in Sydney Date: 01 Feb 08 - 07:43 AM more than giggles? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Micca Date: 01 Feb 08 - 08:54 AM Linn, and Andy you have to wtch out for those Physical terrorists!! Mine warned me about coughing , after abdominal surgery, but omitted to mention the effect of sneezing!!! the 3rd sneeze in the set resulted in my passing out!! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Bat Goddess Date: 01 Feb 08 - 01:45 PM Aha, Wilfried! I NEVER had a cast -- which causes muscles to atrophy. For two days I just had a sometime sling keeping the two ends of the humerus from slopping around too much, then I had the surgery to install the hardware. No cast either after surgery and I only used the sling for awhile to stabilize the arm while riding in the car and as an indication for other people to stay the hell away from the arm. (Didn't work much -- they hugged me anyway.) Two weeks later (original appointment was for one week) when the staples came out, the surgeon gave me some basic exercises to do -- mostly letting gravity work for me. And "Power Putty" or something (better than a tennis ball) to help work and loosen the muscles. Still, it took close to a month to be able to raise my arm high enough to put in my contact lenses, for example, or put backs on my earrings. (I'm so vain.) Geoff the therapist gave me some stretching type exercises yesterday (especially since I can't get back to see him for two weeks). Everything is stretch to the point of discomfort, not pain. My terror through this whole ordeal has been that I would no longer be able to take baths -- ever. Now showers are for getting clean, but baths are for R&R -- MY R&R -- with a margarita and a book and no one (except, perhaps, a cat) to disturb me. I'm "goddess shaped" and my knees are shot (technical medical term), so to get out of the bath tub I have to push with my arms to take the stress off my knees. (Even before I broke the arm I knew that if I ever stopped, I probably wouldn't be able to do it again.) So I asked the surgeon the other day and he said after the bone has healed I should have no problems getting out of the bath. I said I also intended to lose some weight and he said, "I'm glad you brought that up." So...get the right arm healed, I've been back working with weights on my GOOD arm to strengthen it, and, most importantly, actively work at losing some weight -- not only for my arm and my future bubble baths, but for my knees as well. The arm therapy is going to take a lot of work. Straight out to the side is the highest my left arm will go right now. (And I can just barely reach across my chest with it -- makes getting deodorant on a bit complicated.) But the experts all agree that I should be able to raise my left arm almost as high as the right. (Now if I can just get it to stop hurting like hell when rain is coming -- like right now.) Linn |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: gnu Date: 01 Feb 08 - 02:18 PM Awww, Sev. I wish I could piss for ya, buddy. And, them "anti-nausea meds somehow work better on a full stomach"? Double "Awww"! Can't you get some of that "medical merrywanna" to bring on the munchies? They got it here, in pill form, by prescription, I heard. And, you can also get the free range, organic stuff, too... ya just gotta know which taxi driver to call, I heard. Paging Ms. Nurse Maryjane... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 01 Feb 08 - 04:55 PM Can you jam the deodorant into a drawer and roll your arm across it that way? I managed to do that when my frozen shoulder was at it's worst and I couldn't reach across myself. We have a tallboy - a short wardrobe which was the perfect height for it. LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2008 From: John MacKenzie Date: 01 Feb 08 - 05:13 PM Jamming deodorant in your drawers is not really what the makers had in mind, was it roll on or aerosol? G. |
