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Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!
06.11.06 (8:55 am)   [edit]

Two more blisters on my lower abdomen showed up yesterday. They are small but!!!!! What the hell is going on!?!?! Fever was up this morning - I fell asleep last night before my 10pm antibiotic. And I can't remember if I took it this morning. Lovely.

I need a male nurse. I prefer him in a loincloth, but as long as he's entertaining, handy around the house and doesn't annoy me, he's hired. (Granted, the pay is zilch but if he's cute, he can give me a sponge bath, that's gotta be worth something!)

 


posted by: tabootenente (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (4:50 am)

i'm not sure loin cloths are as terrific as you may think. take me, for instance. i wear loin cloths all the time. i tend to wear them over my other clothes during business hours, but at home, i usually relax inside my hooded sweatshirt, my trusty loin cloth, and my bunny slippers.

well and good. i'm sure that sounds great. it IS great, for a while. the part about lounging in a loin cloth, i mean. but i may have mentioned the part about wearing loin cloths over my other clothes during business hours. there's the rub, so to speak.

one reason to wear a loin cloth--or loineys as we aficionados like to call them--is so you're relieved of dealing with the blasted jockey prison. loineys are a big step to take, but once you become a "loiner" it's like coming out of the closet. loiners aren't individuals. one for all, that's what we say, and we mean it, too. loiners have a moral obligation to take the loineys out of the closet.

so, as i'm sure you can imagine, when i first wore my loiney to the bank and punched in for the day--wearing my loiney over my rather nicely pleated slacks (because, really, you can't really wear loineys underneath your clothes, now can you?--my co-workers asked me a lot of questions.

they're pretty accepting of my lifestyle, now. i'm just telling you that it hasn't always been easy. you should know, scuba, that loineys in the house eventually mean loineys out of the house.

i hope you feel better, scube.

taboo



posted by: eichspeaks (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (5:41 am)

I am an RN



posted by: scubadiva (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (7:07 am)

Reply to: tabootenente
I disagree - I think loincloths are uber-sexy but I don't think they should be worn out in the world. It's sort of like my more naughty underthings - I don't wear them for the world to see, I wear them primarily for my own pleasure and if there happens to be someone around who appreciates them as well, groovy.



posted by: scubadiva (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (7:09 am)

Reply to: eichspeaks
Well, you're kinda otherwise engaged with the family and the move, so you can't nurse me back to health from there. But thank you for the offer.

I'm going back to the ER on Tuesday... (sigh)



posted by: FinalyFree (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (7:17 am)

Dang, just can't catch a break can ya? If I happen across any loincloth-clad caregivers you know I'm sending them South!



posted by: scubadiva (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (7:26 am)

Reply to: FinalyFree
Thanks. :)



posted by: tabootenente (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (8:08 am)

scube,

i appreciate the private value of underthingies, truly. and yet, have you ever attempted to wear a loin cloth underneath a pair of jeans?

so, i've had a lot of work lately and i haven't thoroughly poked around the tBlog universe for a good long while. but after reading your post, and reading through your last, say, ten posts, i started to wonder what we were talking about.

pushing the loin cloth to the side (which is harder than you may think), i thought i would directly ask the question that i couldn't find an answer to in your recent posts.

what's up? what's happening with you, scube?

taboo




posted by: scubadiva (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (8:47 am)

Reply to: tabootenente
I've never been the wearer of a loin-cloth, I prefer to be the admirer of those in loincloths. Sort of my like my version of the male Victoria's Secret models. ;)

What's happening with me? Um, I am trying to recuperate from shingles and a staph B infection despite the less-than-mediocre medical care I'm receiving. Trying to move beyond a lot of disappointment in my life. Much more but I don't write about it on the blog but it has to do with pursuing the rape charges against the guy who drugged and raped me last year. I haven't been up to dating - so no debacles to report on that end. Life is pretty boring. How's that for a summary?

And where have you been?



posted by: nursenancy (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (3:03 pm)

wow! you have been through a really awful infection. I haven't been by Tblog forever,( my bad) and I log on to find you in a MESS! what have you been up to, girlie?
I as reading your entry about April, wow sounds like shes in a mess of a different kind. Too bad, say hi to her for me. Me, working hard, hubby, house, kids, work = BUSY NURSENANCY!



posted by: scubadiva (reply)
post date: 06.11.06 (6:57 pm)

Reply to: nursenancy
Oh NurseNancy! How is my favorite Canuck Nurse? How's the new job? Yes, I'm falling apart. Day 6 on Bactrim and my fever hasn't broken and I had more blisters appear yesterday (two weeks later). Doctors don't know what to say about it. (Granted, I'm dealing with the public health system.) My back from my tailbone to my shoulderblades is a bad achey feeling and I have really sharp pains around the blisters on my abdomen and they radiate out. Some of the docs say it's shingles that has gotten the staph B infection, others say it's just staph B (but I had no open areas around where the blisters formed and no explanation to how they got there otherwise...) What's your 2cents worth?



posted by: surrogate (reply)
post date: 06.12.06 (3:44 am)

Sponge baths are overrated. I got one once from a male nurse and it didn't do a damn thing for me.



posted by: scubadiva (reply)
post date: 06.12.06 (3:46 am)

Reply to: surrogate
Speak for yourself. :P



posted by: tabootenente (reply)
post date: 06.12.06 (4:38 am)

"I prefer to be the admirer of those in loincloths. Sort of my like my version of the male Victoria's Secret models."

hmm, you know, taboo is a starving student artist. he's always looking for a clever way to pay the bills. maybe pitching a limited-edition loincloths-for-men line to victoria's secret could be just the thing. snuggle some sexy loincloth ads between two cialis ads and one clydesdale parade, and maybe we're on to something. it's really both of our ideas, so we can go halfsies on the profits.

sometimes i get the shivers, scube, when, say, a hypothetical blogger who devotes her blog to opening up her most private feelings, experiences, and doubts--after the hypothetical blogger opens up, she says, "that's the gist; the other stuff i don't feel comfortable writing about in this blog." i mean, what you have here already is big, brave bit to chew even without we the blog-snooping gargoyles peeking into your private bits and pieces. i guess what i'm saying, like everyone else, is that i appreciate your honesty and bravery, and especially your sense of humor.

shingles and st.b:

i don't know, scube. using surrogate as the go-between, i asked his jesus who's in charge of making sure bacterial and viral infections stay away from people who are dealing with other issues, and the reply was a bit fuzzy--due to static, i suspect. you've been honest, so i'll ask: how old are you? subtract the last 1.5 years, and i've been case managing various types of health care facilities for the last decade--shingles never came up as an issue until recently. they say it's pretty contagious, and even male nurses wearing tasteful loincloths who have had both chicken pox and shingles before, could still conceivably enjoy their own, newly-manufactured case (though, they say, that's rare). but if you find a sturdy male nurse, go ahead and try the sponge bath. surrogate's "nurse" experience was more of a misunderstanding than a prescription. do you like oatmeal? it makes for good baths--at least, that's what i hear.

date rape: i'm glad, i think, that you're pursuing charges. in one of my writing workshops, a woman submitted her work of short "fiction," which focused on the summer of a young woman living fitfully with her mother for a year after graduating high school. the young woman works at a diner, saving money for a bus ticket to leave L.A., to go anywhere that doesn't come with natural hazards such as earthquakes, tornados, hurricanes, so on, so forth. anywhere safe.

at the very, very beginning of the story, the young woman (1st person narrator) makes a rapid, vague reference to her own date-rape experience, say 1.5 sentences at the beginning of a 22 pager. then she never refers to the incident again.

why bring it up here? i don't know, exactly. but a huge debate broke out in class (this was several months ago, and i cant stop thinking about the incident).

the class consisted of 5 guys and maybe 7 women, plus one more woman: the professor. the professor couldn't acknowledge the brief reference. she thought the reference was so vague as to imply that the date rape had never happened. i thought, regardless of it's conspicuously small place inside the literal structure of the story, that it was the central thread of the story. the guys agreed with me; and the women did not. the women argued that if there had been a rape, a first-person narrator would not be able to stop thinking about it. i argued that the narrator, who was telling the story of that summer from a moment after the summer took place, might tell the story in exactly the way it was told.

obviously, a sensitive subject. after class, many of the women in class admitted to me that they'd experienced at least one personal incident of abuse--and what shocked me was this: three said they'd had been given rohypnol.

none of them ever pursued charges (though one of them helped force a phy ed teacher to resign). which i also understood, in a way--in the limited way that someone like me could possibly understand.

i understand it from the pathetic, theoretical perspective of doing what it takes to reclaim yourself from an experience that removes you from yourself.

i understand that someone whose personal autonomy has been compromised, must in some way reclaim autonomy.

so, basically, i understand nothing--except for the limited way i can relate. when something happens to me that attaches even the smallest of stigma, i internalize it to avoid public scrutiny. i get embarrassed.

which is why, i think, when i find your brave story here--when i find both the right story, and the openly-discussed story all here--i get one of those moments inside my gut that feels a little bit like my own awakening courage, or maybe a sense of justice, or hope.

taboo



posted by: scubadiva (reply)
post date: 06.12.06 (5:50 am)

Reply to: tabootenente
Actually shingles isn't contagious unless I come into contact with someone that hasn't had chicken pox. Then it can pass CP on to them. I had more blisters show up, so no clue if I'm still contagious or if it is really shingles that I have. But I still recommend washing your hands thoroughly after reading my blog, just in case.

My story has been recently attacked for its veracity, ironically, by someone who I trusted, loved and considered a friend. This person made this judgment without ever talking to me about what happened. Has certainly brought new light to further enhance my willingness to trust others.

I don't go into as much details anymore on my blog because I have no idea if Todd reads this. You know how they can take something and turn it around in court. So, I keep it off my blog for the most part.

I have a big whirlpool tub, so I have a feeling getting the oatmeal into the jets (even if they weren't on) would be a nightmare.

Thanks for the interest and coming back around. Glad to know you're doing hunky-dory. I'm off to sleep in my hammock. I'm tired.



posted by: milf renee (reply)
post date: 12.18.06 (8:18 am)

I've just been letting everything wash over me recently. So it goes. What can I say?
I can't be bothered with anything recently. I haven't been up to anything. I don't care. I haven't gotten much done lately. Not that it matters.
I've just been letting everything pass me by lately. I haven't gotten anything done today. Pfft.




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