Angela

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  1. I want people to LAUGH at mine. I want them to go, yup that right there was her sense of music and her sense of humour. Mind you Always look on the ... was a song at my school leavers disco when I was 10. All the girls joined in a massive group hug and cried (including me) Ever seen a 45 person group hug of little girls crying???


  2. I believe there was an episode (the one where Kim and Paris were trying to build a back up) in the episode I believe it is Kim who says that for all the complexity of the doctor and the near sentience (though I believe he was) his programme took too much computer space up. Inf fact when they had to take the diagnostic programme to fix him, it was akin to a patch not a full over haul. As the diagnostic programme said It was never meant to be continuous. Think about the gigabytes of information your PC would gain if it was near continuous in operation and learning all the while.


  3. OTTAWA (AFP) - According to Canadian police Friday, a man in small town Guelph, Ontario has been approaching women on the street and asking them to kick him in the groin.

     

    Six women reported incidents to police in recent months, Sergeant Cate Welsh told AFP. On two occasions, the man approached on a bicycle.

     

    "Some of the women obliged him," she said. "I would imagine it would be quite painful, but he didn't make a peep, just stood up and went on his way."

     

    "It's hard to imagine what motivated him," she said. "It's very strange."

     

    Sleepy Guelph, with a population of 120,000, is located about 90 kilometers (45 miles) west of Toronto.

     

    The suspect, described only as a Caucasian man in his early 20s, with a goatee and a large gap between his front teeth, faces six charges of mischief.

     

    None of the women were harmed.


  4. Well there are a few of you who don' have my number who I love talking to and therefore don't know what has been going on in my life.

     

    At the end of March my dad got sick with what we thought was a urinary tract infection, though there was talk at the time of his prostate bleeding, something which is common years after receiving radiotherapy for prostate cancer. He was in hospital for four days and on the fourth day he was like a little kid eager to be released. It was all I could do to keep him for running out AMA.

     

    On the 9th of April, (a monday) 9 days after release, my dad had an 'extensive' stoke, he was paralysed completely down his right side. He was back in hospital. He was given a full body CT and it was found that he had both a tumour in his luung and one in his liver, the thought at that point was it had spread to his bones and was possibly also the cause of his stroke, they started him on a morphine drip began to make him comfortable.

     

    One the wednesday they performed two procedures and a brain CT, they changed his bed from a foam mattress to a water bed. On the friday the once more increased his morphine and told me that the procedures had hit complications and that I had less than several months left with him. With each successive morphine hike, the more sleepy and out of it he became (a commonality).

     

    On the 16th I met with his dr andit was made absolutely clear that all the hospital was going to do was keep him comfortable. I spent an hour with him, during which time I read and talked and held his hand. I rarely did even that as a child. I spent time with him and then went to go talk to the council from who I am renting the house I am living in. I was told in all likelihood they are going to ask me to move out and live in a small flat, possibly even further from any family, and I will have no say in the matter as I am thought to have no rights.

     

    Later that evening I received two calls one from my uncle asking me to call him and one from the hospital. I called the hospital and they let me know that my father had passed away. I went and collected bits and bobs and turned down the option to see him, I had done that with my mother and felt it was a bad option, and much more upsetting.

     

    The following day I registered his death, found out he had died of a second form of cancer (Lung), not secondary, which is where the cancer spreads. I planned the funeral, got the flowers and told my family. I allowed time for my Uncle and a neighbour to be able to make the funeral and was joined by arround 20 to 30 people at the funeral.

     

    Now, I have to fight to keep my home, finish university, welcome my godson in the world, oh and get a job. Will I be around, you betcha. Is there any real change about me... I don't think so.


  5. My dad has had a stroke, he has regained movement in his leg, but not his arm, he has issues talking at the moment. Good thoughts and healing vibes welcomed. All indications at the present are good, but I understand that things can go either way.


  6. My ancestry is one of Jewish leading back to Poland, so I can see myself in this episode. I don't know what I would do, I guess I wouldn't take the medical care of a former Nazi doctor who experimented on Jews. I would rather die than let him touch me with his blood soaked hands.

     

     

    Fraid to break it to you hun,but most of our medical knowledge comes from those murdering <Big ugly swear word needs insertion here>.

     

    Personally my lineage on my mothers side somewhere along the line is Jewish, I would choose to honour the life of the person who died at the butchers hands, so that because of his death others did live. It is the only way I can make it ok to live in my opinion.