and i think there's a requirement to be hot if you're a guy paramedic. or firefighter. we've had them come to our house several times to take my dad for a ride. dads... when will they learn to take care of themselves?
and the paramedics are all hot-looking and i'm all idiot-like... the one time i was ok, the paramedic was not pretty.
it's like they know.
and they're using this knowledge against me.
i'm gonna go set some have-a-heart hot paramedic traps and catch me one. have-a-hot-paramedic traps... i think there could be a market for those...
I WOULD LIKE TO PURCHASE AT LEAST THREE OF THOSE, PLZ.
It is a requirement! One time when I was a freshman in college, my roommate and I took a spring class where you went to NYC for a week (it was an art appreciation class). One of the chaperones got food poisoning and the EMTs had to carry her down four flights of stairs in the brownstone we were in. They were so hot I almost wanted to throw myself down the last flight, break an ankle, and go with them.
Dads. So unreliable when it comes to cooking and healthcare.
when the prototype is made, i will put you down for 3.
it's only a requirement if you are the one in the awkward situation. or if you want them to be hot. basically, when you want them to be hot, or you're walking down the street looking saucy and call for help, you'll get the chick who thinks she's the toughest chick in the world. or the dork no one talked to in high school.
it's murphy's law.
good to know i srahe my dad frustration at times. maybe it's the generation? grumpy old men.
*HUGS* back, thank you! It was pretty quiet after we got to the ER but man, it was surreal. We spent a lot of time chatting with the doctors and staff while my dad just sat and breathed oxygen.
Yeeks. That's a lot of drama. Hope everything's okay.
Something similar happened to me once. Except instead of emphysema and COPD, I had the flu...and instead of Xanax, I had taken a variety of OTC sinus and cough meds...and I called 911 myself, which I swear I will never ever do again even if I AM dying.
By the next day, it was like it had never really happened, which is fine by me because I am not fond of hospitals. The smell makes me nauseated.
Oooh, I've done that, combined antihistamines with other things and gone for a wild ride. Wheee!
I'll call 911 for you next time. That made about the fourth time I've called 911. But because our town is pretty quiet, they tell you to call 911 even if you call the police station. They'll just be all, "hang up and call 911".
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and i think there's a requirement to be hot if you're a guy paramedic. or firefighter. we've had them come to our house several times to take my dad for a ride. dads... when will they learn to take care of themselves?
and the paramedics are all hot-looking and i'm all idiot-like... the one time i was ok, the paramedic was not pretty.
it's like they know.
and they're using this knowledge against me.
i'm gonna go set some have-a-heart hot paramedic traps and catch me one. have-a-hot-paramedic traps... i think there could be a market for those...
the bait could be someone in need of help...
i'll have to work on this.
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It is a requirement! One time when I was a freshman in college, my roommate and I took a spring class where you went to NYC for a week (it was an art appreciation class). One of the chaperones got food poisoning and the EMTs had to carry her down four flights of stairs in the brownstone we were in. They were so hot I almost wanted to throw myself down the last flight, break an ankle, and go with them.
Dads. So unreliable when it comes to cooking and healthcare.
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it's only a requirement if you are the one in the awkward situation. or if you want them to be hot. basically, when you want them to be hot, or you're walking down the street looking saucy and call for help, you'll get the chick who thinks she's the toughest chick in the world. or the dork no one talked to in high school.
it's murphy's law.
good to know i srahe my dad frustration at times. maybe it's the generation? grumpy old men.
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And thanks!
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Something similar happened to me once. Except instead of emphysema and COPD, I had the flu...and instead of Xanax, I had taken a variety of OTC sinus and cough meds...and I called 911 myself, which I swear I will never ever do again even if I AM dying.
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Oooh, I've done that, combined antihistamines with other things and gone for a wild ride. Wheee!
I'll call 911 for you next time. That made about the fourth time I've called 911. But because our town is pretty quiet, they tell you to call 911 even if you call the police station. They'll just be all, "hang up and call 911".
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