Coffee With The Hermit had a great post today. I know it is true, I have an English friend, Barb, she's been over here for probably 40 years, but, still goes home as often as she can to brush up on her accent, anyhow, she tells me all the horror stories her two sisters and their families are going through. She once told me that if you needed surgery, you're put on a list, and, when it is your day to go and they have an emergency at that time, then you are dropped down to the bottom of the list, starting all over again. They fooled around with her brother-in-law for a year, treating him with anti-biotics and now he's been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. We better hope and pray that Bam-Bam doesn't get a health care package like England's, or even Canada's, pushed through CONgress. We'd be better off going to the local Vet.
On a lighter note...........
Went over to Daddy's today, he finally got his cat buried back in the woods. He's been cleaning up his wood shop where she always lived. The table saw was really rusty and he couldn't get the plate off of the top. Soaked both screws, and, finally he rigged up a chain and piece of lumber so I could get some pressure on the screw driver, he used a pair of vice grips on the screwdriver and one screw came out. The other one's head had to be chiseled off, then the plate came off. He then used the vice grips and slowly backed the screw, or what was left of it, out of the hole. We must've worked 2 hours on that bugger. But, it's like he once said..............
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