Did I ever tell ya bout the time.....I went on a diet. All my life I've been a pretty slim feller. Some would call me skinny. That reminds me of another story......US Navy. But anyhows, after gaining a few pounds, I comed up to a perfect weight that I felt best at. 148 to 150 pounds. Well one year I started eat'n me up a lot of junk food....the same stuff I eat all my life. Half a tube of chocolate chip cookies ever night before bed. Big ol' bags of chocolate candy lay'n round. I started to notice I was get'n FAT. I went to Walmart to the weight scales department an' weighs myself....on bout 4 different scales. All the same reading...165 pounds. Oh my God, I got to lose some weight. It ain't often you gonna see a handsome "thin" person go'n on a diet, but I did. Took me almost 2 months to get back to my perfect weight an' I pretty much maintain that weight for the last 20 years. I know how to diet.
So I went to the doctor the other day bout my hernia operation. The nice lady nurse or what ever the hell she is, she weigh me.....138.4 pounds. For the last year or so I been weigh'n right close to that. I need high calorie food. This is another story.
The doc comes in an' says, "you remember me"? Well yeah I remember you, you're the guy what's gonna fix my hernia. An' so we get in a discussion bout this an' that....he checks my hernia...an' he says, "yup, that's a hernia for sure". We talk bout me not feel'n no pain when he slices me open. He says a epidural for no feeling from the waist down......I gives him a thumbs up. Then he tells me bout all the risks....heart surgery, COPD and my old age. Anyhows, the doc decides that it would be best for me to wait weigh'n the risks and the end result. He says I should wait till I am in pain...what I ain't right now. When that time comes, we will deal with the risks. So....no hernia fix today.
Way back in 1958, maybe 59, I decides I'm gonna be a US Navy CB. I'm gonna build shit. Tear shit down. Drive a big bulldozer....stuff like that. In Ridgecrest Ca. I live right outside the big ass Navy base. I goes over there an' applies for a job....tell 'em I want to operate big ol' earth move'n equipment.....an' build shit. He says, "sign right here". Then he says, "we got to weigh you". I miss the minimum weight by just [this] much....3 pounds. Another weigh in is scheduled for next week.
The best way to gain temporary weight is to eat a stalk of bananas an' drink a gallon of milk. The morning before the weigh in, I eats up bout 6 or 10 bananas an' a ton of fresh high grade Ca. cow milk. Off to the weigh station on the base. "CLOSED FOR TODAY". Oh my God, I got to puke. Anyhows, that was the end of my US Navy CB build shit dreams until I gain more weight. Two years later I joined the US Navy from Ft Worth, Texas an' becomed a shipboard electrician...an' a motion picture operator. 16 weeks of electrician school an' 2 weeks of projector operation. Made me some pretty good pocket change show'n movies to the crews an' officers. An' I got to pick out what movies they would watch. But I still want to drive a bulldozer an' tear shit apart.
Ok, the another story. I had gone to a doctor for back issues....somewhers bout 1980 something. He says to me, you need more weight to support your back. At that time I weigh something like 135 pound. He puts me on a high calorie diet. My God I was eat'n chocolate shakes, bagafter bag of tater chips, high calorie drinks ya mix with milk, cake an' pies...I musta been up bout 3000 calories a day. After a month, I jumps on the scale. WOW, I gained ONE pound. And it only costed me a bit over $300 for the month. I lose weight very very quickly, but gain it very slowly. Anyhows, that was the end of my high calorie diet.
Monday, tomorrow I have a consultation appointment with a pluminary (SP) doctor for my COPD. I rekon there will be a bunch of breathing test an' all that stuff. Probly some xrays. Will let ya know the outcome as soon as I know it.
Have ya ever have to deal with a finance company? I got me one I just don't like or trust. When I bough "Sally da house", I paid cash for most the purchase price, but had to finance part of it. My contract has been sold 3 times an' the current company pisses me slap off. Ya see, I been try'n to pay them off. But they only accept 2 kinds of payments to do so. I want to simply write them a check, but from what I read on the payoff thingy they send me, I can't write a check. I hate complications. My son Billy is working on it. Know more later.
See, I tole you. This is what is left of a 3 inch round snowball from Mt Whitney. It says Mt Whitney 2003 Bill & Dee Dee.
"Why the hell do ya keep a freak'n snowball in the freezer for 13 years Billy Bob"?
Ha Ha, who else does.....I'm Billy Bob, I do stuff.
So I went to the doctor the other day bout my hernia operation. The nice lady nurse or what ever the hell she is, she weigh me.....138.4 pounds. For the last year or so I been weigh'n right close to that. I need high calorie food. This is another story.
The doc comes in an' says, "you remember me"? Well yeah I remember you, you're the guy what's gonna fix my hernia. An' so we get in a discussion bout this an' that....he checks my hernia...an' he says, "yup, that's a hernia for sure". We talk bout me not feel'n no pain when he slices me open. He says a epidural for no feeling from the waist down......I gives him a thumbs up. Then he tells me bout all the risks....heart surgery, COPD and my old age. Anyhows, the doc decides that it would be best for me to wait weigh'n the risks and the end result. He says I should wait till I am in pain...what I ain't right now. When that time comes, we will deal with the risks. So....no hernia fix today.
Way back in 1958, maybe 59, I decides I'm gonna be a US Navy CB. I'm gonna build shit. Tear shit down. Drive a big bulldozer....stuff like that. In Ridgecrest Ca. I live right outside the big ass Navy base. I goes over there an' applies for a job....tell 'em I want to operate big ol' earth move'n equipment.....an' build shit. He says, "sign right here". Then he says, "we got to weigh you". I miss the minimum weight by just [this] much....3 pounds. Another weigh in is scheduled for next week.
The best way to gain temporary weight is to eat a stalk of bananas an' drink a gallon of milk. The morning before the weigh in, I eats up bout 6 or 10 bananas an' a ton of fresh high grade Ca. cow milk. Off to the weigh station on the base. "CLOSED FOR TODAY". Oh my God, I got to puke. Anyhows, that was the end of my US Navy CB build shit dreams until I gain more weight. Two years later I joined the US Navy from Ft Worth, Texas an' becomed a shipboard electrician...an' a motion picture operator. 16 weeks of electrician school an' 2 weeks of projector operation. Made me some pretty good pocket change show'n movies to the crews an' officers. An' I got to pick out what movies they would watch. But I still want to drive a bulldozer an' tear shit apart.
Ok, the another story. I had gone to a doctor for back issues....somewhers bout 1980 something. He says to me, you need more weight to support your back. At that time I weigh something like 135 pound. He puts me on a high calorie diet. My God I was eat'n chocolate shakes, bagafter bag of tater chips, high calorie drinks ya mix with milk, cake an' pies...I musta been up bout 3000 calories a day. After a month, I jumps on the scale. WOW, I gained ONE pound. And it only costed me a bit over $300 for the month. I lose weight very very quickly, but gain it very slowly. Anyhows, that was the end of my high calorie diet.
Monday, tomorrow I have a consultation appointment with a pluminary (SP) doctor for my COPD. I rekon there will be a bunch of breathing test an' all that stuff. Probly some xrays. Will let ya know the outcome as soon as I know it.
Have ya ever have to deal with a finance company? I got me one I just don't like or trust. When I bough "Sally da house", I paid cash for most the purchase price, but had to finance part of it. My contract has been sold 3 times an' the current company pisses me slap off. Ya see, I been try'n to pay them off. But they only accept 2 kinds of payments to do so. I want to simply write them a check, but from what I read on the payoff thingy they send me, I can't write a check. I hate complications. My son Billy is working on it. Know more later.
"Why the hell do ya keep a freak'n snowball in the freezer for 13 years Billy Bob"?
Ha Ha, who else does.....I'm Billy Bob, I do stuff.
hi BB. i see you found one of your cameras , that's good , so how much do you weigh today ? why would that doctor want you to wait until you are in extreme pain before fixing your hernia ? if it was me i would want it fixed before all the pain. but that is just me .BB. you are definitely with out a doubt the only one person that i have ever known to keep a snowball frozen in time for 13 years . the way i am is that i want to free up all the space in my ice box that i can , have said that ,that's just the way i am . great to hear from you so soon , love ya buddy .
ReplyDeleteWell that snowball is unimpressive. I wrote how good it was to hear from you on the previous post but it never showed up. We'll see if this one does. Anyway so good to hear from you. Hoping your visit with the pulmonary specialist goes good.
ReplyDeleteGrin! Thanks for the snow ball picture. I got a piece of cake in the freezer that went in 12 March of 1988. After three years I decided it was a good-luck charm. (First marriage lasted 2-years)
ReplyDeleteNice to here back from you again. Maybe good that the Doc won't operate yet and if you not in any pain should be fine. Nice snowball.but looks kinda sick after all them years.
ReplyDeleteGain weight and loose weight is my life story, doing good lately like 145 much better than 195lbs. Keep up the good work.
I had an epidural 46 years ago when my daughter was born. No pain. But, they told me I had to lie flat on my back for 24 hours or I would get the worst headache I ever had. I hadn't eaten for 24 hours; nurse fed me a bite every time she passed my room. Took a long time to eat that meal but I didn't care.
ReplyDeleteSome people are lucky that they can eat anything and as much as they want and never get over weight. Then there are people who just look at food and get fat. Me? I am somewhere in between.
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ReplyDeletei think i found the 10 lbs. you lost bb. either that or my pants lie. lol
So nice to get a new post. Ah, Billy Bob, you are a hoot; back to your old writing self. Hope it continues. You are better than a cup of coffee to help me come alive/awake. Hernia situation- bet a doctor wouldn't fix mine either, at my age. COPD too. Golly.
ReplyDeleteYep...you are the only person I know that would keep a snowball for 13 years...maybe that is why you are "unique"? :D
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