I think they're trying to kill me! Woof!

[Guest guest]

Greeting to all,

Hear my sad tale of woe,

I went to the V.A.

but not for my toe....

This trigger finger,for nigh on 6 weeks

has left my poor right hand so weak

that the V.A. says to me " please, now come visit " .....

For the Government, that's pretty quick.....is it?

So I cruthched my way in, to the " check in girl " ,

figuring any moment I'd " hurl " ,

'cause I KNEW what was " down there " , waiting for me,

And my Wife absolutely would not let me flee!!!!

Well, I tried to bumble along real slow,

But Tammy is just too much " in the know " :

She pushed me along, into " orthopedics " I turned,

while all the way, my guts heaved and turned.....

FEAR can MAKE YOU feel " not so hot " ......

Idecided I really didn't WANT this shot.......

(See, that's what " they " do, for " Trigger Finger " ,

they cive you this shot,full of pain, that lingers!)

Well......

The Doc came n, a nice older fellow,

Not seeing my skin had turned pretty yellow,

and HAD THE NERVE to even be CHEERFUL,

while my poor ol' heart cringed,sorry, and tearful,.......

He said " now this just might hurt,but just a bit " ,

and I felt like telling him he's full of 'shxT'

I laid down upon that dreadful table,

and prated to God " Help me out, if you're able " ,

Then the Doc sprayed my hand all nice

with something, I SWEAR, that was COLDER than ice!

And I took a big breath,my control really thin.........

and as Connery said:.... " Let the games begin! "

He stuck in the needle.........I let out a growl

that would make a grizzley turn, and howl...

my legs went rigid, and I saw all red,

My time had arrived! I KNEW I was dead!

This horrible awful burning sensation,

ran thru MY BODY like electrocutation!........ (poetic license)

and then , as if to make sure I was dead,

at my poor, damaged hand, I saw how I'd bled......

When I could finally breathe once more,

My thoughts consisted of " get to the door! "

Hobble along at your fastest pace........

Like they said in the 60's,

" We gotta get outta this place!

I HATE this R.A., but I HATE trigger finger worse!

Next time I gotta go.......I'm calling a HEARSE!!!!!!

By the way......now, after all that

whining....well,

my trigger finger IS quite a bit better! BUT DAMN, WHAT A WAY TO SPEND A

DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My Love to AL:L of you, and replies to

this AWFUL poetry are welcome! haha! love, ken

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kenneth samuelsen <squarehead52@...> wrote:Date: Thu, 23 Jun 2005 13:09:13

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From: kenneth samuelsen <squarehead52@...>

Subject: I think " they're " trying to kill me! Woof!

" " < >

Greeting to all,

Hear my sad tale of woe,

I went to the V.A.

but not for my toe....

This trigger finger,for nigh on 6 weeks

has left my poor right hand so weak

that the V.A. says to me " please, now come visit " .....

For the Government, that's pretty quick.....is it?

So I cruthched my way in, to the " check in girl " ,

figuring any moment I'd " hurl " ,

'cause I KNEW what was " down there " , waiting for me,

And my Wife absolutely would not let me flee!!!!

Well, I tried to bumble along real slow,

But Tammy is just too much " in the know " :

She pushed me along, into " orthopedics " I turned,

while all the way, my guts heaved and turned.....

FEAR can MAKE YOU feel " not so hot " ......

Idecided I really didn't WANT this shot.......

(See, that's what " they " do, for " Trigger Finger " ,

they cive you this shot,full of pain, that lingers!)

Well......

The Doc came n, a nice older fellow,

Not seeing my skin had turned pretty yellow,

and HAD THE NERVE to even be CHEERFUL,

while my poor ol' heart cringed,sorry, and tearful,.......

He said " now this just might hurt,but just a bit " ,

and I felt like telling him he's full of 'shxT'

I laid down upon that dreadful table,

and prated to God " Help me out, if you're able " ,

Then the Doc sprayed my hand all nice

with something, I SWEAR, that was COLDER than ice!

And I took a big breath,my control really thin.........

and as Connery said:.... " Let the games begin! "

He stuck in the needle.........I let out a growl

that would make a grizzley turn, and howl...

my legs went rigid, and I saw all red,

My time had arrived! I KNEW I was dead!

This horrible awful burning sensation,

ran thru MY BODY like electrocutation!........ (poetic license)

and then , as if to make sure I was dead,

at my poor, damaged hand, I saw how I'd bled......

When I could finally breathe once more,

My thoughts consisted of " get to the door! "

Hobble along at your fastest pace........

Like they said in the 60's,

" We gotta get outta this place!

I HATE this R.A., but I HATE trigger finger worse!

Next time I gotta go.......I'm calling a HEARSE!!!!!!

By the way......now, after all that

whining....well,

my trigger finger IS quite a bit better! BUT DAMN, WHAT A WAY TO SPEND A

DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My Love to AL:L of you, and replies to

this AWFUL poetry are welcome! haha! love, ken

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