[OT] Bye Guys!

Things just keep getting better and better - NOT!

Thursday the doctor told me my bloodwork showed I was very anemic and he
said my blood pressure was through the roof. He gave me prescriptions for
both.

Friday I had a really *BAD* day at work - my boss was riding me all day
long, even through lunch, then I found out on the way home that my
insurance wouldn't pay for the iron elixir to treat my anemia. I was facing
going home to hours on the phone arguing with them and probably being
further frustrated.

I admit I was in a *REALLY* bad mood. When I called Ben he said "I don't
want to hear about it." and that ****ed me off even worse. I got home and
started slamming doors and Ben got ****ed and said I was just trying to get
attention. I told him to f*ck off - a number of times. We were in the
garage and he pulled a male gorilla act by throwing a plastic garbage can to
the right of where I was standing. I got in his face and said, "Go ahead
and hit me instead of just posturing." He got even madder and walked up to
me really fast and "belly butted" me.

His 290 pounds sent my 125 pounds flying backwards. I put out my arms to
break my fall as I hit the cement floor and when my right hand hit I heard a
loud *CRACK*. One of the bones in my right arm, right above my wrist, broke
all the way through. When we got to the emergency room there was about 100
people ahead of me so I thought I'd be there all night, but the one small
glimmer of luck I had was that they put me on the "fast track" because of
the nature of my injury and I was out in about 2.5 hours.

My arm is in a fiberglass cast (to allow for continued swelling) from above
my elbow down to my knuckles. I can't turn my hand, I can't wiggle my
fingers, I can't even use my arm to steady something while I manipulate it
with my left (and I find I can do very little using my left hand - it has
taken me almost 30 minutes to write this far). I don't know how I'm going
to work like this - or even drive the 1.5 hours to my work - so I'll
probably be on disability and half pay (after 2 weeks without pay) for the
next 6 weeks. That is if the orthopedist, who I have to see on Monday, will
give me medical leave - if he doesn't I'll be out of work without pay (after
all I've been through I don't have any more paid time off). Never mind
trying to find another job in a full arm cast!

This is going to be the nails in our financial coffin. I don't even know if
I want to continue living to face this - I'm just about done.

I'm sorry, but I won't be able to reply to this or other threads - my left
arm is already hurting from trying to type left-one-handed, and I'm too
depressed to even care to try. I just wanted you all to know that I didn't
leave in a huff, but because I couldn't participate any more.

--

Hugs,

CatNipped

See all my masters at: http://www.PossiblePlaces.com/CatNipped/

No, you misunderstand. Ben and I have been together for over 20 years and
he has *NEVER* hit or threatened me - I really think this was a
miscalculation on his part rather than a deliberate act - as soon as I went
down he said "Oh my gawd, I f*cked up." He fully expected me to have him
arrested and he was going to give himself up.

--

Hugs,

CatNipped

See all my masters at: http://www.PossiblePlaces.com/CatNipped/


"Singh" wrote in message
...
Please don't let Ben--or anything else--detract you from living a life of
human
dignity with a feeling of safety. If this is something that really
threatens
that dignity and safety, please get help, and get OUT. No one needs to be
bullied by a guy twice her weight. No one needs to be bullied period. Just
get
better, get healed, and come back to us because we love you and we'll miss
you.

Blessed be,
Baha

CatNipped wrote:

Things just keep getting better and better - NOT!

Thursday the doctor told me my bloodwork showed I was very anemic and he
said my blood pressure was through the roof. He gave me prescriptions
for
both.

Friday I had a really *BAD* day at work - my boss was riding me all day
long, even through lunch, then I found out on the way home that my
insurance wouldn't pay for the iron elixir to treat my anemia. I was
facing
going home to hours on the phone arguing with them and probably being
further frustrated.

I admit I was in a *REALLY* bad mood. When I called Ben he said "I don't
want to hear about it." and that ****ed me off even worse. I got home
and
started slamming doors and Ben got ****ed and said I was just trying to
get
attention. I told him to f*ck off - a number of times. We were in the
garage and he pulled a male gorilla act by throwing a plastic garbage can
to
the right of where I was standing. I got in his face and said, "Go ahead
and hit me instead of just posturing." He got even madder and walked up
to
me really fast and "belly butted" me.

His 290 pounds sent my 125 pounds flying backwards. I put out my arms to
break my fall as I hit the cement floor and when my right hand hit I
heard a
loud *CRACK*. One of the bones in my right arm, right above my wrist,
broke
all the way through. When we got to the emergency room there was about
100
people ahead of me so I thought I'd be there all night, but the one small
glimmer of luck I had was that they put me on the "fast track" because of
the nature of my injury and I was out in about 2.5 hours.

My arm is in a fiberglass cast (to allow for continued swelling) from
above
my elbow down to my knuckles. I can't turn my hand, I can't wiggle my
fingers, I can't even use my arm to steady something while I manipulate
it
with my left (and I find I can do very little using my left hand - it has
taken me almost 30 minutes to write this far). I don't know how I'm
going
to work like this - or even drive the 1.5 hours to my work - so I'll
probably be on disability and half pay (after 2 weeks without pay) for
the
next 6 weeks. That is if the orthopedist, who I have to see on Monday,
will
give me medical leave - if he doesn't I'll be out of work without pay
(after
all I've been through I don't have any more paid time off). Never mind
trying to find another job in a full arm cast!

This is going to be the nails in our financial coffin. I don't even know
if
I want to continue living to face this - I'm just about done.

I'm sorry, but I won't be able to reply to this or other threads - my
left
arm is already hurting from trying to type left-one-handed, and I'm too
depressed to even care to try. I just wanted you all to know that I
didn't
leave in a huff, but because I couldn't participate any more.

--

Hugs,

CatNipped

See all my masters at: http://www.PossiblePlaces.com/CatNipped/

On Sat, 29 Jul 2006 19:09:17 -0500, "CatNipped"
wrote:

No, you misunderstand. Ben and I have been together for over 20 years and
he has *NEVER* hit or threatened me - I really think this was a
miscalculation on his part rather than a deliberate act - as soon as I went
down he said "Oh my gawd, I f*cked up." He fully expected me to have him
arrested and he was going to give himself up.

Hi Lori,

Ouch ouch! My bones ache just thinking about it! Shudder. Just a quick
thought - since your fall happened at home, will your homeowner's
insurance cover it? I believe mine will. Also, check with your credit
card companies - some of them have accident coverage. At least that
would make their payments. I took out a policy with Aflac to cover my
hubby and I just for this reason.

Major purrs going out to you from my clowder!

Patti and crew in not-so-sunny Central NY.

"CatNipped" wrote in message
...
No, you misunderstand. Ben and I have been together for over 20 years and
he has *NEVER* hit or threatened me - I really think this was a
miscalculation on his part rather than a deliberate act - as soon as I
went down he said "Oh my gawd, I f*cked up." He fully expected me to have
him arrested and he was going to give himself up.


It is *not* any kind of miscalculation to deliberately body butt your wife
and make her fall over and break her arm. Don't delude yourself by thinking
so. You should have had him arrested and what's more you should tell him to
get off his fat as* and get earning more money so you don't have to take all
the responsibility.
Can you tell I'm annoyed?

Tweed

On Sat 29 Jul 2006 07:40:59p, CatNipped wrote in
rec.pets.cats.anecdotes ):

I'm sorry, but I won't be able to reply to this or other threads
- my left arm is already hurting from trying to type
left-one-handed, and I'm too depressed to even care to try. I
just wanted you all to know that I didn't leave in a huff, but
because I couldn't participate any more.

CN, depression is going around. Please don't fall off of here just
because you can't participate in the way you and all of us are used
to. Be yourself. Read the happy threads that will give you a
smile. I know there are many that make me smile, and I couldn't be
without them. Do other things that make you smile, or at least make
you forget about other things for a while. I'm sure it's way too
hot for bike-riding, so that vice might be out for now, but find
something else. My happy thing is too hot to do, too. I love
gardening. Right now it's enough to keep everything watered, so
watching my wilted perenials isn't a happy thing for me right now.
You know what we need? We need Fil to start us a Blues song thread
that we can all add to. Just let loose with whatever is bumming us
out, ****ing us off, making us live life less than what is
intended. And you know what? I bet we end up laughing at ourselves
in the process. )

--
Cheryl

"CatNipped" wrote in message
...
Things just keep getting better and better - NOT!

Thursday the doctor told me my bloodwork showed I was very anemic and he
said my blood pressure was through the roof. He gave me prescriptions for
both.

They should be looking for reasons for both of those things, not just
treating the symptoms.

Friday I had a really *BAD* day at work - my boss was riding me all day
long, even through lunch, then I found out on the way home that my
insurance wouldn't pay for the iron elixir to treat my anemia. I was
facing going home to hours on the phone arguing with them and probably
being further frustrated.

Insurance problems drive me up a wall, even on good days.

I admit I was in a *REALLY* bad mood. When I called Ben he said "I don't
want to hear about it." and that ****ed me off even worse. I got home and
started slamming doors and Ben got ****ed and said I was just trying to
get attention. I told him to f*ck off - a number of times. We were in
the garage and he pulled a male gorilla act by throwing a plastic garbage
can to the right of where I was standing. I got in his face and said, "Go
ahead and hit me instead of just posturing." He got even madder and
walked up to me really fast and "belly butted" me.


I'm so sorry this happened. I'm fortunate in that I have no experience on
the subject. But it scares me that you seem to be trying very hard to claim
responsibility for what happened.

While it is possible that there are extenuating circumstances for his
behavior, if it truly is a once in a lifetime thing, in no way is it "your
fault".

He did it, he is responsible for it, and he needs to deal with it.

Please do whatever you need to, in order to take care of you. If the whole
job, house, insurance, health thing is bound and determined to collapse,
maybe it is time to let it. When you get to the point where you are trying
so hard to hold everything together that you wonder if life is worth it, its
time to regroup and decide what is important and what isn't. For starters,
you are important.

If you don't much feel like you are right now, go give Samazon and the
others a one armed hug. Then dig up some pictures of your granddaughters.
Find the one of you on the water slide and remember how good that felt.
There will be other things that will be that good in the future.

Meantime, we will try to keep plenty of purrs and anecdotes and other good
stuff here when you come to visit. Even if you aren't able to share for a
while.

Jo

Jo Firey wrote:
"CatNipped" wrote in message
...
Things just keep getting better and better - NOT!


I am not going to comment one way or the other about Ben. I am going
to trust you to know the difference between an accident and
unacceptable behaviour.

Instead, I am going to purr for your wellbeing, wish you a quick
recovery, and....get my clowder to sing for you (see the blues thread.)
Take care.

--Fil

Christina Websell wrote:

"CatNipped" wrote in message
...

No, you misunderstand. Ben and I have been together for over 20 years and
he has *NEVER* hit or threatened me - I really think this was a
miscalculation on his part rather than a deliberate act - as soon as I
went down he said "Oh my gawd, I f*cked up." He fully expected me to have
him arrested and he was going to give himself up.



It is *not* any kind of miscalculation to deliberately body butt your wife
and make her fall over and break her arm. Don't delude yourself by thinking
so. You should have had him arrested and what's more you should tell him to
get off his fat as* and get earning more money so you don't have to take all
the responsibility.
Can you tell I'm annoyed?

I think the woman who has lived with him for twenty years
(without prior incidents of the sort) should be a better
judge than any of us, who only know her through the
newsgroup, don't you? Men tend to be uncomfortable when
their women are ill, and Cat-Nipped has evidently been
having far more than her fair share of ill-health and
general misfortunes lately. (That's not excusing her
husband's behaviour, but apparently it was basically just an
unfortunate accident.)

Purrs for Cat-Nipped and prayers for a happy solution to her
recent troubles. (Don't EVER let yourself get so depressed
you think suicide is a viable solution to anything - life is
much too interesting to leave it before you must!)

Jo Firey wrote:

"CatNipped" wrote in message
...

Things just keep getting better and better - NOT!

Thursday the doctor told me my bloodwork showed I was very anemic and he
said my blood pressure was through the roof. He gave me prescriptions for
both.


They should be looking for reasons for both of those things, not just
treating the symptoms.

From what she's told us about her job, I think we can see
the cause of the high blood pressure without further
investigation! (Mine was fine when I left home for my last
doctor's appointment, but after dealing with the idiots in
her office - I doubt whether they can claim an aggregate IQ
of 100 among the three of them - my pressure had gone from
108 at home to 140 when the nurse took it!) Stress tends to
raise the blood-pressure, too, and Cat-Nipped seems to have
been under pretty much constant stress in several areas of
her life - if she can get her life back to normal, I suspect
the blood pressure may do so, too.

Please don't let Ben--or anything else--detract you from living a life of human
dignity with a feeling of safety. If this is something that really threatens
that dignity and safety, please get help, and get OUT. No one needs to be
bullied by a guy twice her weight. No one needs to be bullied period. Just get
better, get healed, and come back to us because we love you and we'll miss you.

Blessed be,
Baha

CatNipped wrote:

Things just keep getting better and better - NOT!

Thursday the doctor told me my bloodwork showed I was very anemic and he
said my blood pressure was through the roof. He gave me prescriptions for
both.

Friday I had a really *BAD* day at work - my boss was riding me all day
long, even through lunch, then I found out on the way home that my
insurance wouldn't pay for the iron elixir to treat my anemia. I was facing
going home to hours on the phone arguing with them and probably being
further frustrated.

I admit I was in a *REALLY* bad mood. When I called Ben he said "I don't
want to hear about it." and that ****ed me off even worse. I got home and
started slamming doors and Ben got ****ed and said I was just trying to get
attention. I told him to f*ck off - a number of times. We were in the
garage and he pulled a male gorilla act by throwing a plastic garbage can to
the right of where I was standing. I got in his face and said, "Go ahead
and hit me instead of just posturing." He got even madder and walked up to
me really fast and "belly butted" me.

His 290 pounds sent my 125 pounds flying backwards. I put out my arms to
break my fall as I hit the cement floor and when my right hand hit I heard a
loud *CRACK*. One of the bones in my right arm, right above my wrist, broke
all the way through. When we got to the emergency room there was about 100
people ahead of me so I thought I'd be there all night, but the one small
glimmer of luck I had was that they put me on the "fast track" because of
the nature of my injury and I was out in about 2.5 hours.

My arm is in a fiberglass cast (to allow for continued swelling) from above
my elbow down to my knuckles. I can't turn my hand, I can't wiggle my
fingers, I can't even use my arm to steady something while I manipulate it
with my left (and I find I can do very little using my left hand - it has
taken me almost 30 minutes to write this far). I don't know how I'm going
to work like this - or even drive the 1.5 hours to my work - so I'll
probably be on disability and half pay (after 2 weeks without pay) for the
next 6 weeks. That is if the orthopedist, who I have to see on Monday, will
give me medical leave - if he doesn't I'll be out of work without pay (after
all I've been through I don't have any more paid time off). Never mind
trying to find another job in a full arm cast!

This is going to be the nails in our financial coffin. I don't even know if
I want to continue living to face this - I'm just about done.

I'm sorry, but I won't be able to reply to this or other threads - my left
arm is already hurting from trying to type left-one-handed, and I'm too
depressed to even care to try. I just wanted you all to know that I didn't
leave in a huff, but because I couldn't participate any more.

--

Hugs,

CatNipped

See all my masters at: http://www.PossiblePlaces.com/CatNipped/