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Choose Your Own Adventure!
None of the pieces below are what I'd planned to write about tonight. I'll save that story of Retail Adventures (non home improvement division) until the weekend. Maybe by then I'll have left the house again.


Any old idiot can fall off a moving treadmill. We've both done it; we've watched others do it. But it's the mark of a total klutz to pull it off when the machine hasn't even started.

Here's how:

(1) Go to gym at end of day after a long one on the road;

(2) Pick an unfamiliar machine, which should be okay because you're "just warming up" for a weight workout anyway;

(3) Manage to step on the exposed six-square inch piece of roller at the back of the belt, which is the only part that even CAN move until you turn the damn thing on;

(4) Not realize you've done #3 until you're already ass-over-teakettle.

So far, the only pain is from the initial stress on my right foot, which is sore as shit and, now, numb from a couple hours of icing. I made it through the weight part, but further cardio was clearly out.


Fortunately, if this results in a visit to Doc-in-the-Box or worse, we'll be able to cope:

Eleanor cheered me up with an email confirming that the lab boys at Quest have finally, FINALLY!, agreed to no-charge the four tests from last July and August that they'd previously billed to us for over $2,200 as uncovered by her insurance. (Actually, the email only mentioned three of the four bills, but we've seen nothing suggesting they're pursuing it, and I was always ready to offer to pay one anyway as a go-away gesture to them.)

So that frees up enough already in the Health Savings Account to cover most of our remaining deductibles for 2015, with still quite a bit we can contribute to go toward Udda Thingza like dental and vision.


We also did better than several unexpected visitors to Buffalo today. The tv's at the gym blew up while I was doing similar blow-up shit, with Live Local Coverage of a jet that made an unexpected landing here on the way from Chicago to Hartford, after a passenger became seriously ill. Probably because he had the fish. And now, exclusive coverage of the pilot's emergency landing:


I have no appointments tomorrow- except, probably, with an ice pack.
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yesididit From: yesididit Date: April 24th, 2015 03:04 am (UTC) (Link)
as a child i pushed the start button on a treadmill that my uncle (inlaw) 's elderly mother was standing on. i still feel bad about that. falling is bad no matter how it happens.
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