That kid doesn't have an egg on his dome in the first picture, and now he does!
You got some 'splainin to do!
You got some 'splainin to do!
Living in Las Vegas Part 2
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Blackhawk Colorado
Blackhawk Colorado
It's kind of a mini Las vegas .. Its in a gorge prob 20 miles off interstate. Found out from a lady at a rest in Denver. In 35 + years had never heard of it. Very neat place...but no craps tables so i won't go back but worth a visit just fer the location. /SIZE]
Blackhawk Colorado
It's kind of a mini Las vegas .. Its in a gorge prob 20 miles off interstate. Found out from a lady at a rest in Denver. In 35 + years had never heard of it. Very neat place...but no craps tables so i won't go back but worth a visit just fer the location. /SIZE]
I have been there a few times,they do have craps tables.
You should have asked somebody.:shrug:
Well Thank You Vincenzo...did i spell it right ??..This was pre 2010 so cd very well have changed went to a few casinos and none hd em at the time..... ??
I'm sorry to hear that. It does look like a bump from a fall. Hope he's ok after it's all squared away.
Amazing how things can change in 10 years. Now u can roll da bones there in more ways than one. :weed:It's not a place for serious gamblers anyway, with the low table limits. We just used it as a filler day when we're in Vail skiing. Has more of a Deadwood SD feel to it for me than Vegas.
]Ok tanks Yup DEADWOOD sucks. Got stuck on a chairlift in Vail during an Ice Storm.. Thought i was gonna a die. Never went back Stopped fer an over night a few times on Way to Las Vegas..... Did Aspen Snowmass Buttermilk a few times. U ever take a trip down to Pagossa Springs fer the outdoor Hot Springs. These days its beaches fed me.
At the airport now. We worked sun/mon/tue, going home for a week, then back to work th/fr/sat so we don't have to take any time off.
Work was ok this week, but I had many psych patients that really tried my patience. One lady was 70, and she had broken her hip. She had surgery to fix the fracture, but she would not do any therapy bc she said she didn't know what kind of metal and cement were out in her hip. I explained to her that her surgeon said she could walk, but she refused to listen. The only time she got out of bed was to give herself an enema. Picture this.. 70 year old woman, naked (keeps taking off her hospital gown), triple G boobs hanging below her waist, bent over with her hand behind her trying to get the Fleet enema in :facepalm:
I told her I couldn't have her doing this bc she was going to fall, so she let me give her the enema. Continue picturing this; 70 year old woman, naked, gigantic flopping tits, bent forward at the waist, and waiting for me to give that enema. The enema was successful 💩 and she wanted one the next day, I told her no. She also refused her blood thinner bc her brother died taking Coumadin. She also felt that the "coloreds" in the kitchen were sabotaging her food with too much pepper. She complained about three staff members. Coincidentally, all three of them are African American.
Another patient is a heroin IV drug user. He is only 23 and relatively easy. He seems to genuinely want to do better, and some people from the Mormon church were going to help him, so hopefully he does well. Another patient had an anxiety disorder that caused her to get tachycardia, and also be a complete control freak. She was unbearable.
Lastly, I had a patient named, Jimbo. Jimbo came in with lower leg cellulitis. He weighs 390, and he is 5'8". His feet and lower legs looked wet like he had been soaking them in a tub for a year. He had pus rolling out and a huge infextion. The plan is IV antibiotics and home health care when he heals a bit. I can only imagine how gross his house is with pus, urine, and stool all over the place.
Jimbo has a pannus. This can also be called an abdomonal apron. Anyway, for him it means there is no penis because it's swallowed up in the pannus
opcorn2 He had to pee, so he guided me through the process. He lifted up his pannus, I moved his balls out from under him and then stuffed a towel under them. I then pushed down a little to expose the indention where the penis should be, and I held the urinal up to it. He successfully urinated without a huge mess, and life was good for this unfortunate 36 year old. What a way to live.
Work was ok this week, but I had many psych patients that really tried my patience. One lady was 70, and she had broken her hip. She had surgery to fix the fracture, but she would not do any therapy bc she said she didn't know what kind of metal and cement were out in her hip. I explained to her that her surgeon said she could walk, but she refused to listen. The only time she got out of bed was to give herself an enema. Picture this.. 70 year old woman, naked (keeps taking off her hospital gown), triple G boobs hanging below her waist, bent over with her hand behind her trying to get the Fleet enema in :facepalm:
I told her I couldn't have her doing this bc she was going to fall, so she let me give her the enema. Continue picturing this; 70 year old woman, naked, gigantic flopping tits, bent forward at the waist, and waiting for me to give that enema. The enema was successful 💩 and she wanted one the next day, I told her no. She also refused her blood thinner bc her brother died taking Coumadin. She also felt that the "coloreds" in the kitchen were sabotaging her food with too much pepper. She complained about three staff members. Coincidentally, all three of them are African American.
Another patient is a heroin IV drug user. He is only 23 and relatively easy. He seems to genuinely want to do better, and some people from the Mormon church were going to help him, so hopefully he does well. Another patient had an anxiety disorder that caused her to get tachycardia, and also be a complete control freak. She was unbearable.
Lastly, I had a patient named, Jimbo. Jimbo came in with lower leg cellulitis. He weighs 390, and he is 5'8". His feet and lower legs looked wet like he had been soaking them in a tub for a year. He had pus rolling out and a huge infextion. The plan is IV antibiotics and home health care when he heals a bit. I can only imagine how gross his house is with pus, urine, and stool all over the place.
Jimbo has a pannus. This can also be called an abdomonal apron. Anyway, for him it means there is no penis because it's swallowed up in the pannus
opcorn2 He had to pee, so he guided me through the process. He lifted up his pannus, I moved his balls out from under him and then stuffed a towel under them. I then pushed down a little to expose the indention where the penis should be, and I held the urinal up to it. He successfully urinated without a huge mess, and life was good for this unfortunate 36 year old. What a way to live. 
I need to put a disclaimer on the thread. What can I say; its a day in my life :shrug:
At the airport now. We worked sun/mon/tue, going home for a week, then back to work th/fr/sat so we don't have to take any time off.
Work was ok this week, but I had many psych patients that really tried my patience. One lady was 70, and she had broken her hip. She had surgery to fix the fracture, but she would not do any therapy bc she said she didn't know what kind of metal and cement were out in her hip. I explained to her that her surgeon said she could walk, but she refused to listen. The only time she got out of bed was to give herself an enema. Picture this.. 70 year old woman, naked (keeps taking off her hospital gown), triple G boobs hanging below her waist, bent over with her hand behind her trying to get the Fleet enema in :facepalm:
I told her I couldn't have her doing this bc she was going to fall, so she let me give her the enema. Continue picturing this; 70 year old woman, naked, gigantic flopping tits, bent forward at the waist, and waiting for me to give that enema. The enema was successful 💩 and she wanted one the next day, I told her no. She also refused her blood thinner bc her brother died taking Coumadin. She also felt that the "coloreds" in the kitchen were sabotaging her food with too much pepper. She complained about three staff members. Coincidentally, all three of them are African American.
Another patient is a heroin IV drug user. He is only 23 and relatively easy. He seems to genuinely want to do better, and some people from the Mormon church were going to help him, so hopefully he does well. Another patient had an anxiety disorder that caused her to get tachycardia, and also be a complete control freak. She was unbearable.
Lastly, I had a patient named, Jimbo. Jimbo came in with lower leg cellulitis. He weighs 390, and he is 5'8". His feet and lower legs looked wet like he had been soaking them in a tub for a year. He had pus rolling out and a huge infextion. The plan is IV antibiotics and home health care when he heals a bit. I can only imagine how gross his house is with pus, urine, and stool all over the place.
Jimbo has a pannus. This can also be called an abdomonal apron. Anyway, for him it means there is no penis because it's swallowed up in the pannus
Them, or you?
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