The Big Kahuna's trip to grandma's house yesterday was partly a good one, and partly a bad one. It was when he was happily driving along the long road when his internal organs backfired. He pulled over, made a few howls, and eventually made it to the nearest hospital. Good thing for him, he got a dose of morphine he needed.
And so, for more than a day, he has been in a place where he wouldn't want to stay, and what could be rather worse is that nobody can tell him what could have gone wrong while he was merrily travelling. It could have been a blood clot, or perhaps, a kidney infection.
And of course the cardiologists wanted to go right to work even though they have no idea about what is causing the pain in the first place. They presented three different scenarios, all of which probably have their time and place. Except for one small detail...which is that the pain is not coming from the heart. The heart is running a bit fast, but the cardiologists admitted that it very well could be caused by the pain eminating from my right side like a thunderbolt. But hey, they're ready to operate at a moment's notice.
So you can imagine how crushed they were when I asked for a gastro-enterologist. They almost acted as if they had never heard of such a thing. It's a bit like asking for the doctor from another planet. But were talking about gall bladder, liver, kidneys, and all sorts of other plumbing that ain't got jack to do with the heart.
I'm not looking down on cardiologists. In fact, my life was even saved when I suffered an acute heart attack a few months ago. Thanks to them, it took me only a few days to recover.
But when you get admitted to the hospital you have to learn how to speak up, otherwise the cash register rings and rings and rings, and when you get home you find out that the prosciutto you ordered is plain old baloney.
It's also necessary for any other place, even in the street. If you are emanating a strong sense of confidence, nobody will simply come up right in front of you, and give you problems you may never want to deal with. On the other hand, if you're the kind of person who emanates the weak aura, then you'll be a good target for any mook.
If you carry the right tools, you'll never have to worry about being confident when you walk down the street. The Big Kahuna 3 are The Runt, Wildfire Pepper Spray, and a Telescopic Steel Baton.
If you're a right-handed person, The Runt would be best situated on your right hip, and the wildfire in your left jacket pouch. The Telescopic Steel Baton would also be helpful if it is placed in your back pocket.
For the ladies, Mace Pepper Gun should be in a pocket wherein the dominant hand could easily reach. The Runt or the Hot Shot Stun Gun should be placed somewhere on the hip, and not in the purse. Wildfire should serve as a backup.
There are a couple of mooks standing in the doorway with a wheelchair looking at me like I'm supposed to be going somewhere. If they only knew what I have in the closet.
Pretty soon I'll be ready to open up some kind of electro options they didn't have before. - 15437
And so, for more than a day, he has been in a place where he wouldn't want to stay, and what could be rather worse is that nobody can tell him what could have gone wrong while he was merrily travelling. It could have been a blood clot, or perhaps, a kidney infection.
And of course the cardiologists wanted to go right to work even though they have no idea about what is causing the pain in the first place. They presented three different scenarios, all of which probably have their time and place. Except for one small detail...which is that the pain is not coming from the heart. The heart is running a bit fast, but the cardiologists admitted that it very well could be caused by the pain eminating from my right side like a thunderbolt. But hey, they're ready to operate at a moment's notice.
So you can imagine how crushed they were when I asked for a gastro-enterologist. They almost acted as if they had never heard of such a thing. It's a bit like asking for the doctor from another planet. But were talking about gall bladder, liver, kidneys, and all sorts of other plumbing that ain't got jack to do with the heart.
I'm not looking down on cardiologists. In fact, my life was even saved when I suffered an acute heart attack a few months ago. Thanks to them, it took me only a few days to recover.
But when you get admitted to the hospital you have to learn how to speak up, otherwise the cash register rings and rings and rings, and when you get home you find out that the prosciutto you ordered is plain old baloney.
It's also necessary for any other place, even in the street. If you are emanating a strong sense of confidence, nobody will simply come up right in front of you, and give you problems you may never want to deal with. On the other hand, if you're the kind of person who emanates the weak aura, then you'll be a good target for any mook.
If you carry the right tools, you'll never have to worry about being confident when you walk down the street. The Big Kahuna 3 are The Runt, Wildfire Pepper Spray, and a Telescopic Steel Baton.
If you're a right-handed person, The Runt would be best situated on your right hip, and the wildfire in your left jacket pouch. The Telescopic Steel Baton would also be helpful if it is placed in your back pocket.
For the ladies, Mace Pepper Gun should be in a pocket wherein the dominant hand could easily reach. The Runt or the Hot Shot Stun Gun should be placed somewhere on the hip, and not in the purse. Wildfire should serve as a backup.
There are a couple of mooks standing in the doorway with a wheelchair looking at me like I'm supposed to be going somewhere. If they only knew what I have in the closet.
Pretty soon I'll be ready to open up some kind of electro options they didn't have before. - 15437
