CobbWebb71
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Yeah my dad isn’t around but I’m fortunate to have other family to help me out. We all need help along the way, even as we get older. Everything is a learning experience. Enjoy the good and the frustrating times.Cool story bro:
It pays to have friends or family who have lived it.
Needed to change the ignition on that same 94 Silverado. Gotta pull the steering wheel to do so (YouTube told me so.) Besr friend and I tackle it but neither of us own a “steering wheel puller” which is, apparently, a real tool. He figures we will go rent one but none of the auto places in my town has one that ain’t currently rented out.
Back to the truck we go to stare at it a while. And use all our muscles to try to do what ain’t designed to do without the puller. By now, another friend is there. Genius level guy. The three of us, all smart and experienced, are pretty stumped because who wants to spend $40 on a puller you’re gonna use once and forget where you put?
My dad, a career machinist shows up. I explain what has to happen to the mechanism and that we need to go buy the puller. The three friends run off to spend money and get back in about 15 mins.
Fabbed onto the steering wheel column were three bolts and a few well placed washers that my dad had found in random bins from his work shed in the form of exactly what I just spent $40 on. We didn’t even open the tool. Used what he came up with and the job was done in 5 mins.
My best friend looks at me (we’re 50 at the time) and says, “are we ever gonna be old enough that we don’t need them anymore?”
No, no we are not. He lost his dad about a year later. I’m sitting here in the living room with mine about to watch this game. Thank you, Lord.
Man, I’m sorry you and your roommate are going through that. I hope the doctor figures out his medical issues and he gets the treatment he needs. Hope he gets well soon.Someone mentioned having a wellness check on me, which isn't far from the truth:
For a few weeks I was working really hard trying to finish another class early and do some work on a potential patent before Spring Break. I planned on re-connecting here during Spring Break which was this past week.
My friend and roommate, Marc, got to pick what we were doing for spring break which was 3 days in Ft. Lauderdale/Miami and 4-5 days in Washington, DC. A couple of days before Break, Marc and I were coming home from a computer lab and stopped on a stairway in our building and said he needed to rest. So he sat on one of the steps. Then he looks at me, with some amount of fear in his eyes and say, "Drew, I'm dying". Then he passed out. I stopped him from sliding down the stairs and called 911.
He was bleeding internally, his thyroid quit working and his body quit making red blood cells. He was extremely anemic and was in fact, dying.
They did an ultrasound of his heart for about 40 minutes and didn't find anything. Then did a upper and lower GI a couple of days later. Nothing. Cat scan of his thoracic cavity and found nothing.
Over the past week they gave him 5 bags of blood and 4 bags of iron enriched blood.
Tuesday night 5 people and a crash cart literarily came crashing into the room.
Wednesday, between 7AM and 5PM, I counted 29 times someone woke him to up to hang bags of blood or draw blood or take vitals or his doctor, nurse, nurse's aid asking questions.
We spent 8 days in the hospital and they diagnosed him with micro-bleeding because they know he's bleeding very slowly, but don't know from where.
Now that he is taking a synthetic for hypothyroidism, they hope his body figures it out because they are out of the ideas. We're supposed to go to our general practitioner next week.
We slept last night and all day today. Didn't see any of the NCAAT yet. He wanted me to wake him up at 930PM because he wants to try to watch UCLA vs Tenn at 940PM.![]()