Re: Hi peggy-

[Guest guest]

Thanks for the laugh at 12:PM.. I won't go to sleep for another hour.. HA HAH ALOLLOLLLLoooolll

Love & PrayersPeggy, IPF 2004

I like hearing about your chickens and the amount of eggs they lay--thought you would like this joke.

G.

Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a deep slumber..He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. said, 'You died in your sleep, Bob....'Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for. Send me back!' St. said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and that is as a chicken.' Bob was devastated, but begged St. to send him to a farm near his home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and pecking the ground. A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day here?' 'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside. Like I'm gonna explode!' 'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster. 'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg

before? ' 'Never,' said Bob. 'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big deal.' Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg! Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his head, and heard his wife yell..... "BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'

[Guest guest]

, I’m not reading anymore e-mail from you while I have a

mouth full of coffee!!

Bob Dopher

From:

Breathe-Support [mailto:Breathe-Support ] On

Behalf Of Godfrey

Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 12:14 AM

To: Breathe-Support

Subject: Hi peggy-

I like hearing about your chickens and the amount of eggs

they lay--thought you would like this joke.

G.

Bob came home

drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a deep

slumber..

He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. said, 'You died in your

sleep, Bob....'

Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live

for. Send me back!'

St. said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and

that is as a chicken.'

Bob was devastated, but begged St. to send him to a farm near his

home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and

pecking the ground.

A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day

here?'

'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside.

Like I'm gonna explode!'

'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster.

'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before? '

'Never,' said Bob.

'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big

deal.'

Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg!

Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid

another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.

As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his

head, and heard his wife yell.....

" BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'

[Guest guest]

Bob, I usually know the punch line by the time it gets out but that Chicken Bob got me.. I laughed so hard. How are you doing with your 02? You did say you're using it now right? Can't wait to see how much better you feel.

Love & PrayersPeggy, IPF 2004

, I’m not reading anymore e-mail from you while I have a

mouth full of coffee!! Bob Dopher

From:

Breathe-Support [mailto:Breathe-Support ] On

Behalf Of Godfrey

Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 12:14 AM

To: Breathe-Support

Subject: Hi peggy-

I like hearing about your chickens and the amount of eggs

they lay--thought you would like this joke.

G.

Bob came home

drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a deep

slumber..

He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. said, 'You died in your

sleep, Bob....'

Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live

for. Send me back!'

St. said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and

that is as a chicken.'

Bob was devastated, but begged St. to send him to a farm near his

home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and

pecking the ground.

A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day

here?'

'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside.

Like I'm gonna explode!'

'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster.

'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before? '

'Never,' said Bob.

'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big

deal.'

Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg!

Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid

another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.

As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his

head, and heard his wife yell.....

"BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'

[Guest guest]

Peggy, I’m not actually on O2 yet. Seems that the results

of the test, which I took Friday afternoon, had to be dictated, then the Pulmo

has to review, and from there I assume the prescription will be submitted. I’m

trying to be patient, which is not normal for me. I’ll give them a call

this afternoon to see how things are progressing. The whole process is

mysterious. Sure hope the O2 helps. I’m finding myself more and more

limited in what I can do. I climbed on top of our motor home yesterday to clean

the roof, and between the SOB and the osteo arthritis, it was nearly impossible

to get up there. Bummer.

Bob Dopher 67 IPF 04/07

From:

Breathe-Support [mailto:Breathe-Support ] On

Behalf Of Peggy

Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 10:25 AM

To: Breathe-Support

Subject: Re: Hi peggy-

Bob, I usually know the punch line by the time it gets out but that Chicken

Bob got me.. I laughed so hard.

How are you doing with your 02? You did say you're using it

now right? Can't wait to see how much better you feel.

Love & Prayers

Peggy, IPF 2004

, I’m

not reading anymore e-mail from you while I have a mouth full of coffee!!

Bob Dopher

From: Breathe-Support [mailto:Breathe-Support ]

On Behalf Of Godfrey

Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 12:14 AM

To: Breathe-Support

Subject: Hi peggy-

I

like hearing about your chickens and the amount of eggs they lay--thought you

would like this joke.

G.

Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping

wife, and fell into a deep slumber..

He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. said, 'You died in your

sleep, Bob....'

Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live

for. Send me back!'

St. said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and

that is as a chicken.'

Bob was devastated, but begged St. to send him to a farm near his

home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and

pecking the ground.

A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day

here?'

'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside.

Like I'm gonna explode!'

'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster.

'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before? '

'Never,' said Bob.

'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big

deal.'

Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg!

Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid

another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.

As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his

head, and heard his wife yell.....

" BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'

[Guest guest]

Oh Bob, I would call and ask how long you need to go without 02 before someone does something.. I know and I know you know from reading the board how much better life can be with 02.. strange how we HAVE to have it huh..lolThe squeaky wheel and all that.. I would be having a fit. Are you getting headaches? That is my first sign. Its like a hammer whackto the front of my head. It stops as soon as I get my saturation back where it needs to be.. Call and give SOMEONE a FIT.. I know could really chew someones ear and get 02 for you.. Thats just crazy.Do you have an oximeter yet? Very important.Love & PrayersPeggy, IPF 2004

Peggy, I’m not actually on O2 yet. Seems that the results

of the test, which I took Friday afternoon, had to be dictated, then the Pulmo

has to review, and from there I assume the prescription will be submitted. I’m

trying to be patient, which is not normal for me. I’ll give them a call

this afternoon to see how things are progressing. The whole process is

mysterious. Sure hope the O2 helps. I’m finding myself more and more

limited in what I can do. I climbed on top of our motor home yesterday to clean

the roof, and between the SOB and the osteo arthritis, it was nearly impossible

to get up there. Bummer. Bob Dopher 67 IPF 04/07

From:

Breathe-Support [mailto:Breathe-Support ] On

Behalf Of Peggy

Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 10:25 AM

To: Breathe-Support

Subject: Re: Hi peggy-

Bob, I usually know the punch line by the time it gets out but that Chicken

Bob got me.. I laughed so hard.

How are you doing with your 02? You did say you're using it

now right? Can't wait to see how much better you feel.

Love & Prayers

Peggy, IPF 2004

, I’m

not reading anymore e-mail from you while I have a mouth full of coffee!! Bob Dopher

From: Breathe-Support [mailto:Breathe-Support ]

On Behalf Of Godfrey

Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 12:14 AM

To: Breathe-Support

Subject: Hi peggy-

I

like hearing about your chickens and the amount of eggs they lay--thought you

would like this joke.

G.

Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping

wife, and fell into a deep slumber..

He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. said, 'You died in your

sleep, Bob....'

Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live

for. Send me back!'

St. said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and

that is as a chicken.'

Bob was devastated, but begged St. to send him to a farm near his

home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and

pecking the ground.

A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day

here?'

'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside.

Like I'm gonna explode!'

'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster.

'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before? '

'Never,' said Bob.

'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big

deal.'

Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg!

Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid

another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.

As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his

head, and heard his wife yell.....

"BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'

[Guest guest]

...that was hilarious!

C_53_Familial IPF_5/09, Washington

HOPE doesn't disappoint!

To: Breathe-Support <Breathe-Support >Sent: Mon, December 14, 2009 9:13:41 PMSubject: Hi peggy-

I like hearing about your chickens and the amount of eggs they lay--thought you would like this joke.

G.

Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a deep slumber..He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. said, 'You died in your sleep, Bob....'Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for. Send me back!' St. said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and that is as a chicken.' Bob was devastated, but begged St. to send him to a farm near his home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and pecking the ground. A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day here?' 'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside. Like I'm gonna explode!' 'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster. 'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg

before? ' 'Never,' said Bob. 'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big deal.' Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg! Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his head, and heard his wife yell...... "BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'

[Guest guest]

Bob,

I don't get why they would make you wait to receive your oxygen. They know the results of the test and whether or not you need O2 immediately following the 6-m walk test. Our test results should not be a mystery to us. If we need treatment we need it now!

My doc always goes over my pft and 6-m walk tests with me the same day I have them. The day I did my first 6-m walk test, they said I needed to be on O2 and ordered it the same day, in fact Apria had left me a phone message trying to deliver it before I even got home from the doctors!

C_53_Familial IPF_5/09, Washington

HOPE doesn't disappoint!

To: Breathe-Support Sent: Tue, December 15, 2009 8:51:22 AMSubject: Re: Hi peggy-

Oh Bob, I would call and ask how long you need to go without 02 before someone does something.. I know and I know you know from reading the board how much better life can be with 02.. strange how we HAVE to have it huh..lol

The squeaky wheel and all that.. I would be having a fit. Are you getting headaches? That is my first sign. Its like a hammer whack

to the front of my head. It stops as soon as I get my saturation back where it needs to be..

Call and give SOMEONE a FIT.. I know could really chew someones ear and get 02 for you.. Thats just crazy.

Do you have an oximeter yet? Very important.

Love & Prayers

Peggy, IPF 2004

Peggy, I’m not actually on O2 yet. Seems that the results of the test, which I took Friday afternoon, had to be dictated, then the Pulmo has to review, and from there I assume the prescription will be submitted. I’m trying to be patient, which is not normal for me. I’ll give them a call this afternoon to see how things are progressing. The whole process is mysterious. Sure hope the O2 helps. I’m finding myself more and more limited in what I can do. I climbed on top of our motor home yesterday to clean the roof, and between the SOB and the osteo arthritis, it was nearly impossible to get up there. Bummer.

Bob Dopher 67 IPF 04/07

From: Breathe-Support@ yahoogroups. com [mailto:Breathe- Support@yahoogro ups.com] On Behalf Of Peggy Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 10:25 AMTo: Breathe-Support@ yahoogroups. comSubject: Re: Hi peggy-

Bob, I usually know the punch line by the time it gets out but that Chicken Bob got me.. I laughed so hard.

How are you doing with your 02? You did say you're using it now right? Can't wait to see how much better you feel.

Love & Prayers

Peggy, IPF 2004

, I’m not reading anymore e-mail from you while I have a mouth full of coffee!!

Bob Dopher

From: Breathe-Support@ yahoogroups. com [mailto:Breathe- Support@yahoogro ups.com] On Behalf Of GodfreySent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 12:14 AMTo: Breathe-SupportSubject: Hi peggy-

I like hearing about your chickens and the amount of eggs they lay--thought you would like this joke.

G.

Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a deep slumber..He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. said, 'You died in your sleep, Bob....'Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for. Send me back!' St. said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and that is as a chicken.' Bob was devastated, but begged St. to send him to a farm near his home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and pecking the ground. A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day here?' 'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside. Like I'm gonna explode!' 'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster. 'Don't tell me you've

never laid an egg before? ' 'Never,' said Bob. 'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big deal.' Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg! Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his head, and heard his wife yell..... "BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'

[Guest guest]

, I’d say it’s just a matter of how professional the Pulmo’s

office is, at least in the matter of inter communication. The Pulmo had asked

me even before the walk which O2 provider I would prefer, so I assumed it was a

done deal and that the office would take care of.  I just called about the

results, and it turns out that the office staff assumed I was already on O2 and

that I had equipment. Not so fast GI!

We got that straightened out and I should be receiving the call

from Lincair (sp?) later this afternoon.

Bob Dopher 67 IPF 04/07

From:

Breathe-Support [mailto:Breathe-Support ] On

Behalf Of worth

Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 12:35 PM

To: Breathe-Support

Subject: Re: Hi peggy-

Bob,

I don't get

why they would make you wait to receive your oxygen. They

know the results of the test and whether or not you need O2 immediately

following the 6-m walk test. Our test results should not be a mystery to

us. If we need treatment we need it now!

My doc always

goes over my pft and 6-m walk tests with me the same day I have them. The day I

did my first 6-m walk test, they said I needed to be on O2 and ordered it the

same day, in fact Apria had left me a phone message trying to deliver it before

I even got home from the doctors!

C_53_Familial IPF_5/09,

Washington

HOPE doesn't disappoint!

From: Peggy

To: Breathe-Support

Sent: Tue, December 15, 2009 8:51:22 AM

Subject: Re: Hi peggy-

Oh Bob, I would call and ask how long you need to go without 02 before

someone does something.. I know and I know you know from reading the board how

much better life can be with 02.. strange how we HAVE to have it huh..lol

The squeaky wheel and all that.. I would be having a

fit. Are you getting headaches? That is my first sign. Its like a hammer whack

to the front of my head. It stops as soon as I get my

saturation back where it needs to be..

Call and give SOMEONE a FIT.. I know could

really chew someones ear and get 02 for you.. Thats just crazy.

Do you have an oximeter yet? Very important.

Love & Prayers

Peggy, IPF 2004

Peggy, I’m not

actually on O2 yet. Seems that the results of the test, which I took Friday

afternoon, had to be dictated, then the Pulmo has to review, and from

there I assume the prescription will be submitted. I’m trying to be patient,

which is not normal for me. I’ll give them a call this afternoon to see how

things are progressing. The whole process is mysterious. Sure hope the O2

helps. I’m finding myself more and more limited in what I can do. I climbed on

top of our motor home yesterday to clean the roof, and between the SOB and the

osteo arthritis, it was nearly impossible to get up there. Bummer.

Bob Dopher 67

IPF 04/07

From: Breathe-Support@ yahoogroups. com [mailto:Breathe-

Support@yahoogro ups.com] On

Behalf Of Peggy

Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 10:25 AM

To: Breathe-Support@ yahoogroups. com

Subject: Re: Hi peggy-

Bob, I usually know the punch line by the time it gets

out but that Chicken Bob got me.. I laughed so hard.

How are you doing with your 02? You did say you're using it

now right? Can't wait to see how much better you feel.

Love &

Prayers

Peggy, IPF 2004

, I’m not

reading anymore e-mail from you while I have a mouth full of coffee!!

Bob Dopher

From: Breathe-Support@ yahoogroups. com [mailto:Breathe-

Support@yahoogro ups.com] On Behalf Of Godfrey

Sent: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 12:14 AM

To: Breathe-Support

Subject: Hi peggy-

I

like hearing about your chickens and the amount of eggs they lay--thought you

would like this joke.

G.

Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping

wife, and fell into a deep slumber..

He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. said, 'You died in your

sleep, Bob....'

Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live

for. Send me back!'

St. said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and

that is as a chicken.'

Bob was devastated, but begged St. to send him to a farm near his

home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and

pecking the ground.

A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day

here?'

'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside.

Like I'm gonna explode!'

'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster.

'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before? '

'Never,' said Bob.

'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big

deal.'

Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg!

Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid

another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.

As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his

head, and heard his wife yell.....

" BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'