Sorry about the arthritis. I'm a few years older than you, with my own checklist of "Damn, I'm old" ailments. I had that eyeglasses moment when I was 12 and realized I would never be a fighter pilot or astronaut.
I kinda regret missing ArmadilloCon this year but driving a car for 4 to 5 hours on I-35 (depending on construction) is one of those things my body doesn't want to do any more. I'd forgotten about Fannish Feud. I always enjoyed the absurdity of it.
Since you're not going to the inaugural P-CON in DFW in September, I'll drop a line afterward and let you know what it's like, in case you'd be interested in the future.
Aug 21, 2023·edited Aug 21, 2023Liked by Mark Finn
I'm sorry about the shoulder. Small relief, but you're not alone. The last time I had to get mine X-rayed it was at urgent care, and the doctor took a look at the film, puffed his cheeks, and asked, "how long has it been like this?"
Sorry to hear about the arthritis. I have it in my knee after falling on it onto concrete about 10 years ago. I'm on a cane some now, can't kneel down, and had to have a steroid shot into my knee (While I"m like you when it comes to needles, that wasn't bad. They sprayed the area with a freeze spray and I couldn't tell when they had done it). I'm looking at knee replacement at some point.
Freaking out, one way or another, over having blood drawn is no fun. My own husband has to restrain himself from punching out whoever is drawing blood, and he cusses a lot. It's frightening and a little entertaining to witness. I'm glad you can take something to take the edge off.
(I have good veins and a higher tolerance for needles, for which I'm grateful.)
Sorry about the arthritis. I'm a few years older than you, with my own checklist of "Damn, I'm old" ailments. I had that eyeglasses moment when I was 12 and realized I would never be a fighter pilot or astronaut.
I kinda regret missing ArmadilloCon this year but driving a car for 4 to 5 hours on I-35 (depending on construction) is one of those things my body doesn't want to do any more. I'd forgotten about Fannish Feud. I always enjoyed the absurdity of it.
Since you're not going to the inaugural P-CON in DFW in September, I'll drop a line afterward and let you know what it's like, in case you'd be interested in the future.
I’m certainly curious!
I'm sorry about the shoulder. Small relief, but you're not alone. The last time I had to get mine X-rayed it was at urgent care, and the doctor took a look at the film, puffed his cheeks, and asked, "how long has it been like this?"
Oh that’s the worst, when the doctor looks at your chart and says, “Jesus Christ!” Nothing good comes after that.
Sorry to hear about the arthritis. I have it in my knee after falling on it onto concrete about 10 years ago. I'm on a cane some now, can't kneel down, and had to have a steroid shot into my knee (While I"m like you when it comes to needles, that wasn't bad. They sprayed the area with a freeze spray and I couldn't tell when they had done it). I'm looking at knee replacement at some point.
Yikes!
Freaking out, one way or another, over having blood drawn is no fun. My own husband has to restrain himself from punching out whoever is drawing blood, and he cusses a lot. It's frightening and a little entertaining to witness. I'm glad you can take something to take the edge off.
(I have good veins and a higher tolerance for needles, for which I'm grateful.)
It fight or flight with me, too.