3 tries to re-locate? Fail.
That must be painful.
That must be painful.
Aww he's so cute!
Sorry to hear about that, but how's he doing?
Sorry to hear about that, but how's he doing?
Some 8 years ago my opponent dislocated his shoulder 30s in a match in the first round and he was in huge pain. So I don't want to imagine how your son felt. That's a nice thing you're doing volunteering for kids Respect for that.
Meanie.phishman420 wrote:
i pulled my sisters arm out of socket 2 different times when we were kids
wasnt on purpose, but yes, i was a bad kid
Thanks, he is my pride and joy. He is doing good. Other than a little soreness he is back to normal.Gooners wrote:
Aww he's so cute!
Sorry to hear about that, but how's he doing?
Malloy must go
Good good!deeznutz1245 wrote:
Thanks, he is my pride and joy. He is doing good. Other than a little soreness he is back to normal.Gooners wrote:
Aww he's so cute!
Sorry to hear about that, but how's he doing?
Why no pain meds?
If I had to guess I'd say that your kid will be a lady killer when he gets older.
Whoa... Can't believe these forums are still kicking.
That sounds really tough Deez, man you hate it when kids have to go through stuff like that and not speaking from personal experience it's got to be even tougher when it's your own kid.
Hardest thing I went through was late last year, just before New Years. My mother had a breakdown and attempted suicide, I was the only one around to do anything about it. She cut her wrist, started screaming and yelling and telling me to give her the key to my gun cabinet. After I repeatedly refused and tried to talk to calm her down she ran down and jumped in the car. I got in beside her and again tried to talk to her to calm her down but she was screaming and yelling and eventually jumped out. I followed her so she sprinted back to the car, jumped in, locked all the doors and started it up. I stood behind it so she couldn't reverse out the garage but she did anyway leaving me clinging to the back of the car as it smashed off various things. I managed to wrestle open the boot, climb inside and stop her. I then had to calm her down, (which finally worked.) I let her go after a while, she drove off just to sit in the car around the corner and I called the cops who came around to talk to me. They picked her up and later I went to pick her up at the police station as well as talk to the police and CAT team.
That was pretty damn difficult and it certainly changed the way I see things. I grew up a lot during that whole mess. Funnily enough 2008 was a real shit of a year, I was just celebrating that it was almost over when this happened.
Hardest thing I went through was late last year, just before New Years. My mother had a breakdown and attempted suicide, I was the only one around to do anything about it. She cut her wrist, started screaming and yelling and telling me to give her the key to my gun cabinet. After I repeatedly refused and tried to talk to calm her down she ran down and jumped in the car. I got in beside her and again tried to talk to her to calm her down but she was screaming and yelling and eventually jumped out. I followed her so she sprinted back to the car, jumped in, locked all the doors and started it up. I stood behind it so she couldn't reverse out the garage but she did anyway leaving me clinging to the back of the car as it smashed off various things. I managed to wrestle open the boot, climb inside and stop her. I then had to calm her down, (which finally worked.) I let her go after a while, she drove off just to sit in the car around the corner and I called the cops who came around to talk to me. They picked her up and later I went to pick her up at the police station as well as talk to the police and CAT team.
That was pretty damn difficult and it certainly changed the way I see things. I grew up a lot during that whole mess. Funnily enough 2008 was a real shit of a year, I was just celebrating that it was almost over when this happened.
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Cuz he is two. Also, most of the pain went away when it was relocated so we were told to just give him childrens Tylenol.CrazeD wrote:
Why no pain meds?
Malloy must go
Holy crap. Sorry to hear about that and I hope all is well now.Ty wrote:
That sounds really tough Deez, man you hate it when kids have to go through stuff like that and not speaking from personal experience it's got to be even tougher when it's your own kid.
Hardest thing I went through was late last year, just before New Years. My mother had a breakdown and attempted suicide, I was the only one around to do anything about it. She cut her wrist, started screaming and yelling and telling me to give her the key to my gun cabinet. After I repeatedly refused and tried to talk to calm her down she ran down and jumped in the car. I got in beside her and again tried to talk to her to calm her down but she was screaming and yelling and eventually jumped out. I followed her so she sprinted back to the car, jumped in, locked all the doors and started it up. I stood behind it so she couldn't reverse out the garage but she did anyway leaving me clinging to the back of the car as it smashed off various things. I managed to wrestle open the boot, climb inside and stop her. I then had to calm her down, (which finally worked.) I let her go after a while, she drove off just to sit in the car around the corner and I called the cops who came around to talk to me. They picked her up and later I went to pick her up at the police station as well as talk to the police and CAT team.
That was pretty damn difficult and it certainly changed the way I see things. I grew up a lot during that whole mess. Funnily enough 2008 was a real shit of a year, I was just celebrating that it was almost over when this happened.
Malloy must go
Fucking hell that must of been awful, your only 2 years into this Fatherhood malarky by the sounds of it and sorry to say so but you will have to do harder things, which will hurt you both more.
That's fuckin rough, dude. Props to you on the results. I cannot wait until I am done with school and have a real job. It does pain me to see folks doing worse than I, and I want to donate time and money to helping others after school. Life mission for me. Always give back to the community you are in.
cute kid
In the first thing it looks like the hat is photoshopped on.
Nice to hear about the volunteer work, well done for giving up your time.
Nice to hear about the volunteer work, well done for giving up your time.
How's that step-grandkid of yours?1927 wrote:
Fucking hell that must of been awful, your only 2 years into this Fatherhood malarky by the sounds of it and sorry to say so but you will have to do harder things, which will hurt you both more.
(I think)
athletic kid, reminds me of my cousin
No, I split up with her Mum last July/Aug Moved out in Sept her and the baby are doing well. I dont mean to bang on, but I had to tell my Daughter how my Mum had died, n that was harder than kissing Mum goodnight after she had just died. Im gutted how Moll don't see her Nan, and of course I dont get to see my Mum, I still talk to her, its just you have to imagine the replies.Finray wrote:
How's that step-grandkid of yours?1927 wrote:
Fucking hell that must of been awful, your only 2 years into this Fatherhood malarky by the sounds of it and sorry to say so but you will have to do harder things, which will hurt you both more.
(I think)
I also had to make a decision on Molls when she was in SCBU in hosp which almost killed her, all to do with one of her feeding tubes, I didnt want it changed but they had too, it contracted septicimia (sp).
I reckon one day I will have to not lend Moll money when she wants some to teach her an important lesson, one that Im trying to teach myself now and Im 33.