Warning: this may be full of triggers and graphic language.
So, I've been working extra hard this summer and have not had much time to post lately. Stacks of rocks that have to be moved, building walkways, flower beds for the wife in front of the house, retaining walls, this all on top of what I am usually doing. Mostly working in the rain, soaking wet or covered in mud. Then, on Monday, we had our pipe club meeting with Mr. Stokkebye of Lane Tobaccos. I did try to have a discussion, but I kept sneezing and my eyes kept watering and burning red.
I did learn a few things about Lane. They are essentially Peter Stokkebye. When I would ask him why Lane doesn't carry a strong blend, there was some sort of language barrier. He kept suggesting stronger flavored tobaccos, and that the aromatics sold in the US are not allowed because the chemicals used are deemed dangerous elsewhere. The rest of the guys seemed to pick up on this. He actually suggested that Lane sells the aromatics in the US only because we are dumb enough to let them get away with it. I didn't dwell here, as I don't smoke Lane blends. But, he never did seem to understand what I meant by higher nicotine blends.
I did end up getting a call that my oldest daughter had her Jeep die on her way to work, and sneezing and watering eyes, I had to leave the pipe club meetinggo out in the rain to get it towed to a garage. Tuesday, the garage was completely incompetent in determining what was wrong with the Jeep. Although, I could tell him with 100% certainty that it was the starter, they wanted to start ripping out and replacing the electrical system. Their quotes were going up by the half hour. $450, $500, $600, $650. I called them, and the guy came off right away like an asshole. They were obviously taking advantage of a young woman, so I told her to get the keys from them (they hadn't even started working on the thing) and roll it across the street. I drove out with my toolbox and a new starter, and just instructed my daughter on how to swap the starter out, while she did the work. It was raining, and my glands under my chin were starting to swell and hurt. She got the new starter in and it cranked right off. $135 for a new starter, screw Goodyear Automotive Repair. Besides, a woman should know how to replace a simple starter.
Then, things started to get worse. I couldn't piss, my whole body hurt. I could barely swallow. So, Wednesday, I went to the doctor. He ran tests and had duplicates sent off to the lab, but the doc came back and wouldn't look me in the eye, while he told me that all tests came back negative for everything. He was suggesting that there was no evidence at all that anything was wrong with me. "Sure doc, I just faked this to get some medicine to make me piss." He went ahead and prescribed something that seems to only turn my piss black to deep brown. And, we will await the lab results, which will be in two days. So... I wait and drink gallons for water, pissing out Coca-Cola colored piss for two days. I just called them back a few minutes ago, because I hadn't heard from the other lab results yet. And, they acted like they had never heard of me. Ha ha. So, on Monday, I will make an appt see a urologist as that is my main concern, over all of the other aches and pains going on. So, till then, water water water and a break from my pipes, because my throats is killing me now. I may just have an aromatic disorder.
So, I googled tobacco water, and got this... I'll just leave this here...
This week has just been the weirdest week. At least it's not raining anymore, and I can just lay up in bed for a little while.
So, I've been working extra hard this summer and have not had much time to post lately. Stacks of rocks that have to be moved, building walkways, flower beds for the wife in front of the house, retaining walls, this all on top of what I am usually doing. Mostly working in the rain, soaking wet or covered in mud. Then, on Monday, we had our pipe club meeting with Mr. Stokkebye of Lane Tobaccos. I did try to have a discussion, but I kept sneezing and my eyes kept watering and burning red.
I did learn a few things about Lane. They are essentially Peter Stokkebye. When I would ask him why Lane doesn't carry a strong blend, there was some sort of language barrier. He kept suggesting stronger flavored tobaccos, and that the aromatics sold in the US are not allowed because the chemicals used are deemed dangerous elsewhere. The rest of the guys seemed to pick up on this. He actually suggested that Lane sells the aromatics in the US only because we are dumb enough to let them get away with it. I didn't dwell here, as I don't smoke Lane blends. But, he never did seem to understand what I meant by higher nicotine blends.
I did end up getting a call that my oldest daughter had her Jeep die on her way to work, and sneezing and watering eyes, I had to leave the pipe club meetinggo out in the rain to get it towed to a garage. Tuesday, the garage was completely incompetent in determining what was wrong with the Jeep. Although, I could tell him with 100% certainty that it was the starter, they wanted to start ripping out and replacing the electrical system. Their quotes were going up by the half hour. $450, $500, $600, $650. I called them, and the guy came off right away like an asshole. They were obviously taking advantage of a young woman, so I told her to get the keys from them (they hadn't even started working on the thing) and roll it across the street. I drove out with my toolbox and a new starter, and just instructed my daughter on how to swap the starter out, while she did the work. It was raining, and my glands under my chin were starting to swell and hurt. She got the new starter in and it cranked right off. $135 for a new starter, screw Goodyear Automotive Repair. Besides, a woman should know how to replace a simple starter.
Then, things started to get worse. I couldn't piss, my whole body hurt. I could barely swallow. So, Wednesday, I went to the doctor. He ran tests and had duplicates sent off to the lab, but the doc came back and wouldn't look me in the eye, while he told me that all tests came back negative for everything. He was suggesting that there was no evidence at all that anything was wrong with me. "Sure doc, I just faked this to get some medicine to make me piss." He went ahead and prescribed something that seems to only turn my piss black to deep brown. And, we will await the lab results, which will be in two days. So... I wait and drink gallons for water, pissing out Coca-Cola colored piss for two days. I just called them back a few minutes ago, because I hadn't heard from the other lab results yet. And, they acted like they had never heard of me. Ha ha. So, on Monday, I will make an appt see a urologist as that is my main concern, over all of the other aches and pains going on. So, till then, water water water and a break from my pipes, because my throats is killing me now. I may just have an aromatic disorder.
So, I googled tobacco water, and got this... I'll just leave this here...
This week has just been the weirdest week. At least it's not raining anymore, and I can just lay up in bed for a little while.
