My rear end will testify that it is indeed a PITA. (Oh dear, I actually wrote rare end, good thing I saw that before I hit the button.)
I’m not looking forward to that. For me it isn’t about the pain, it’s the weird, unnatural feeling procedures like that produce.
You gotta have one too?
the Oasis.
In the next year.
If there’s padding underneath and the carpet is snug against it you headed for problems. Lift the carpet, and rent some big-A fans (the kind that look like squirrel cage fans) at your local rental place (home depot might have them).
Are you still talking about hemorrhoids?
as someone who has an office in a unfinished basement, it is amazing what some light shade of paint will do when applied to the floor and walls. simple and effective.
Painted basement floors are nice. Ditto walls.
Still pretty easy to clean up (when floods happen), and much nicer looking than bare.
So: as mentioned before, CT scan came back clean (yay!).
But then: just got $1000 co-pay bill because the person who did the scan was a “Tier 2” provider. Even though she’s a) in the same building as my Tier 1 PCP b) works for the same organization as my PCT c) I didn’t know who would be doing the scan until I showed up for said scan.
Health insurance has already turned me down once, now I’m submitting a formal appeal.
Fuck all this with fire.
So not Oklahoma, about which the rest of us Midwesterners wonder: why DON’T houses in Tornado Alley have basements to escape to?
Having trouble with the summer home on pluto any chance.
That’s their new “money making” approach - when I got knee surgery a while back, I got a bill from (IIRC) five different companies. Turns out, everyone that touched me technically worked for a different company. That’s some Grade A BS right there.
About 5 years ago, I had to have two surgeries back-to-back. The second time, I got a bill for an assistant surgeon that I never met and who wasn’t recognized by my insurance. I was already under when he came in the room. I never had the chance to say “no, wait, I don’t want this guy, get me a covered doctor.”
Hell for all I know, he passed me in the hall and added his name to my chart. But I was still on the hook for his fee.
Really? Wow. See where I live, it’s on the edge of areas that get high tornado activity, but according to at least one map I’ve looked at, there were maybe ten tornados in the general four county area in a fifty year period. Meanwhile the geology of the area is largely sedimentary rock, and there’s a lot of sand, so water moves easily through it, making basement wet, moldy, and dank unless you’ve got 24/7 moisture control, which cuts out whenever the power goes out… mainly during storms, when you need it most.
Cutting out that section of carpet. Totally not willing to deal with it. The homeowners scratched their chins and said that it’s time to do tile. I heartily approve of this plan of action.
Screw tile. Tyvek then linoleum the fucker, it’ll be tighter than a bathtub. (Always do the opposite of what I recommend)
So start a libertarian paradise at the bottom of the ocean. Gotcha.
You, me, and Peter thiel. Natch.
We’ll stay up late, eat ice cream for dinner, and ride our scuba-bikes until the Temporal Artifice Globe goes down. It’ll be great!