Dogs of the pipe world
TaylorJDutton
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This is my new puppy, I’m only posting this because my wife and i named her Piper. Also i walk her while smoking a bowl sometimes, anyone else?
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@Woodsman The one in the red sweater looks as if it's had way too much coffee! The one in the white sweater looks mellow and relaxed (must have drank the de-caffeinated blend)...
The "Republic of New Jersey" has scared doctors so badly that they will not prescribe even low level pain meds. Taken, screaming because of sciatica pain, to the ER in an ambulance early in December, where I was x-rayed, sonogrammed and sent home with advice to take four OTC ibuprofen three times a day.
Doctors are no longer in charge of your medical care in NJ. That is determined by lawyers, actuaries, and law enforcement. This, along with two things that doctors did back in 2000, following my cancer surgery, has led to a life where I won't go to the doctor even if I'm sick. It has to be really bad before I'll agree to make a doctor's appointment. And I insist on making decisions regarding treatment, and not leave it the doctor.
The doctors said I had to have radiation following surgery, and then I'd have an 80% chance of living five years --- they gave no odds if I refused. They also said the radiation (Large aperture/high intensity) would make me an invalid for the rest of my life. I said hell no and walked away. That was 18 years ago.
Following surgery I developed a "post-surgical neuropathy." (Sciatica for no reason following surgery.) My MSKCC surgeon didn't want to be bothered, so he gave me a prescription for TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY morphine tablets.
I've had this sciatica since the day after Thanksgiving, and so far I have received a lot of hemming and hawing.... but no treatment. I had to pressure one doctor into giving me a prescription for amitriptyline and gabapentin. (Doctors LOVE being told what to prescribe). Those are the two drugs that got me through in 2000. Why would the doctors not prescribe it again? They are not the dreaded and now taboo opioids.
At first, we weren't fond of each other. I didn't like dogs, and she wasn't used to living with men. It was a growing process, and at times we didn't like each other. Over time, though, we won each other over, and now I'm her favorite. She's about twelve now, and went blind two years ago. Despite this, she's still a headstrong and brave dog, and I'm happy to be her seeing eye human.
Now I'm stuck with a cat.
My dog "Domino" passed away about four years ago and I miss him still. He was a Border Collie with an abundance of energy until his final few years. The dog was possibly the smartest dog I've ever owned and I soon learned they are the type of dog that needs a job. So living with a middle-aged couple without a lot of land to run and play on wasn't the type of environment for a Border Collie.
I finally get to have a dog!!!!!!!!!