CritterKeeper

This is trivial compared to ProfesorTomoe and The Old Hack, but I've got to tell my shrink that I get dizzy spells almost every time I stand up now.  Just fell on my ass.  I suspect a medication change will be in order soon.  I see her Jan 3 2019.  Bleh.
"Not my normal butt hurt reason for a hurt butt"
 

I certainly hope you are right!
Surgery went very smoothly. I was literally in and out in 15 minutes. I woke up feeling great. The only downside is that the doctor had to take two bones instead of just one - the second bone was just too far gone. I'll hear about the pathology reports at my follow-up appointment on Thursday. Meanwhile, I'm allowed to put weight on it and walk around without the surgical boot inside the house. I only have to wear the boot outside the house.

Sometimes part of my job as a vet is to convince clients that their baby really will be better off without an eye or ear or limb that's been causing them constant pain and isn't functioning right anyway.  Just about every time, once the procedure is over and their pet recovers, they come back telling me how much happier and more comfortable their baby is.  May you have an equally successful surgery!  (And may this be the only time something like this is necessary!)

Sometimes part of my job as a vet is to convince clients that their baby really will be better off without an eye or ear or limb that's been causing them constant pain and isn't functioning right anyway.  Just about every time, once the procedure is over and their pet recovers, they come back telling me how much happier and more comfortable their baby is.  May you have an equally successful surgery!  (And may this be the only time something like this is necessary!)

Sometimes part of my job as a vet is to convince clients that their baby really will be better off without an eye or ear or limb that's been causing them constant pain and isn't functioning right anyway.  Just about every time, once the procedure is over and their pet recovers, they come back telling me how much happier and more comfortable their baby is.  May you have an equally successful surgery!  (And may this be the only time something like this is necessary!)

Had my pre-op visit on Friday. Everything was the usual stuff - blood/urine test, chest X-ray, and so on. At the end, they gave me a bottle of antiseptic soap with some odd instructions attached. I'm supposed to get a wet washcloth, squeeze some of it on there, then turn off the water and lather up from the neckline down, avoiding the genital area and any open wounds (e.g., my toe). If I do get it in either of those areas, I'm supposed to flush said area with a steady stream of water for 15 minutes. Otherwise, after I soap up, I'm supposed to stand there for a minute, then turn the water back on and rinse.
I'm supposed to do this twice: once before I go to bed the night before the surgery, and once the morning of the surgery. Considering that I've got to be at the hospital at 5am for a 7am operation, that means I've got to get up around 3am to get ready to go.
This is going to be a rough preparation for a nasty little surgery. As much as my toe hurts, I'm not looking forward to the process of having it removed.

Welcome back!  This scares me -- if you hadn't made it, we might never have known what happened.  Maybe you should PM your real-world phone number to one or two of us, just in case.  I'd be happy to exchange with you, I know you won't order too many pizzas in my name if I give you mine.  ;-)   And let us knowif there's anything we can do to help, real or virtual!

Someone should tell Dan that his remote might have been stolen.

You're in good company.  My sister lost the tip of her pinkie toe to her lupus.  It just turned black and eventually fell off.  She said that if you're going to lose a body part, that's the one she'd pick.  Then she made jokes about "....and this little piggie got beheaded!"

Well, there goes another dream of mine.
For someone who is chronically sleep deprived, spending two months in bed sounded like a good thing. I guess I was wrong.
Hope you're back to form soon.  There has been a notable lack of pedantic behavior recently in this forum.

Hey everyone,
I apologise for my long silence, but I have been very ill. Early in October I caught a bad infection and was hospitalised. It turned out to be e. coli and it proved very resistant to treatment. They were forced to use an extremely strong antibiotic on me, and it sent me into a coma for thirteen days. When I woke up again I was so weak I could barely move. I spent another six weeks bedridden.
I am finally starting to improve again and am gradually becoming more mobile. I can move with the aid of a walker (HUGE improvement on a wheelchair) and I am currently under retraining. My doctor is optimistic about my recovery. At one point my kidneys stopped working but they are recovering, too. I suspect the load from that hyper-antibiotic was more than they could handle.
In any event, I am back and hoping to be at least somewhat active. I hope everybody here is well.
Best regards,
The Old Hack.

And now she sells insurance
Forgot to mention that while geckos do have very good vision overall, especially in low light, they are effectively red-blue colour blind.
In humans, red-green colour blindness is not unknown.  More common in males than females.
Could the walls now be coloured red with only subtle changes in shade and texture creating the patterns Sarah mentioned?  If so, Nanase would be effectively colour blind using her Lizard eyes.
Still, it has been a long time since Amanda announced that "Lizards are Cool".  We are long overdue for conformation.
 

Geckos, by the way, have much better color vision than ours - but not the same as ours.
In our retinas we have rods for black-and-white vision, including in very dim light, and cones for color vision but only in reasonably good light.
Gecko retinas have only cones, but their cones are more than twice as light-sensitive as our rods (which are about 100 times as sensitive as our cones).
And instead of having r-g-b cones, they have uv-g-b cones.
So, Dan is definitely correct that Nanase losing color vision is something HE added.

Red and green are very close in spectrum. Humans are optimized to distinguish between them because blood is red and leaves are green, but for Geckos the UV is apparently more important.
So yes, I would conclude that the pattern on walls is red-green and likely deliberately use shades which make it invisible for people under Gecko transformation.
Question is: does she still see Sarah's blue clothes as being blue?
I suppose the fact that I consider logical correctness of lizards not having mammalian glands to be more important than how sexy Nanase looks as lizard likely also puts me in minority.
(Also, yes, she still looks sexy to me.)
 
 

I find it rather impressive how this form manages to look feminine while having a flat chest. I expect I'm in the minority, but I think it's a good look.
(In fact, personally I like this form better than FV5 or any of the other big-breasted transformations Dan's drawn in the past.)

Clarification requested: Popcorn waved goodnight?

I'm adding this one to the "in canon reasons" for the great web of shipping.

http://egscomics.com/comic/tsos-04
Even good movie could still leave lot to be discussed. At least some kind of movies. The "ok" movies might be worst in this regard ... if there are basically no obvious problems, but there is also nothing really interesting ... meanwhile, StarWars prequels are exact opposite. They have lot of problems, but it could've been great movies otherwise.
(Meanwhile, Abrams Star Trek movies could be good movies, but they are not Star Trek. They are barely sci-fi, due to lack of the "sci" part. And Justin loves them for all sort of wrong reasons.)
And yes, Sarah, you dated Grace and don't think readers will forget that.

So.  I and my work are in Cook County, just south of the border with Lake County.  Saturday, they're giving blizzard warnings for Sunday night for Lake but not Cook.  Sunday noon a little snow starts, turning to big wet flakes that turn into slush because the ground is still warm, which continues for a few hours -- a lot more snow in the air than actual accumulation because it keeps melting.  But, the forecast is for much colder weather starting Monday mid-day or so.  Meanwhile, all the snow in the air is getting blown around enough to be called a blizzard, even in Cook county by bedtime.
The animal hospital normally opens at 7am, with Doctor appointments starting at 8:30am.  Around 7:30am, I get a group text from the boss that the door locks are both frozen, front and back, and no one can get in, so don't hurry too much if you're still on your way.  Obviously mostly meant for people who are actually supposed to be there at that hour, so I continue preparations to head for work, while wishing I didn't have to.  I get outside much earlier than usual to clean all the snow off my car, and discover that my Court hasn't been plowed at all.  (I live in a townhouse complex, with a main road in a sort of a figure-8, and short little roads called Courts with three to five buildings each that attach to the main road.  I'm at the very end of my Court.)  Boss texts about 8am that she's gotten into the hospital (Yay!).
So, dog in car with heater on, clean off car, then shovel snow from around tires.  Still no plow, although I can hear a backing-up beep from somewhere out of sight now.  The snow is a few inches deep, and still has slush at the bottom that hasn't frozen yet.  This makes it very heavy to shovel, but at least it's not ice that can't be shoveled!  It's deep enough I could get stuck, but shallow enough I could go through it fine, and loose and warm enough I can shovel it easily.  It now being 8:30am, meaning I'm late, I decide to try it.  Back up out of my driveway into the Court okay, start going forward, get a few feet....get stuck.  So, I get out, shovel snow from around all four tires, get back in, drive forward ten feet, get stuck again.  Start-and-stop like this is clearly faster than trying to shovel a full clear path to the other end of the Court myself, plus a few other people have broken ground driving their vehicles out of their places up ahead, so I will likely be able to get out with maybe two or three more gos.
And finally, at 9am (half an hour after work was supposed to start), a little Jeep shows up, with a little bitty Jeep-sized plow on the front.  No wonder it's taking forever to plow our complex, if this is all that's plowing!  But, it's good that it's small and maneuverable, because that means it's able to plow fairly close next to me, then in front of me, and I only have to shovel away the ridge of snow that always forms at the edge of where a plow plows.  I'm finally able to drive over onto the little strip he'd plowed to my left and follow it to the central road, which is at least somewhat plowed although not very well.  The main roads to get to work are better, but still clearly more snowy than they will be later.  Luckily the road surface is still warm, so under all the snow is slush and pavement, not ice, and traction is pretty good.
Final arrival at work, 9:22am.  One of the receptionists who usually starts at 7am is only just arriving, too.  The boss has gone to the breakfast place next door and brought back pancakes, french toast, eggs, etc. for everyone.  The first appointment, with the other doctor on duty, is underway, but I haven't missed anything, as my first (non-cancelled) patient isn't until 10am.  So, it all worked out in the end, and I got a bit of exercise and break in routine.
Oh, and it looks like Mickey doesn't mind snow a bit, he goes charging out into it fearlessly!  Pippin always hated snow, so this is a nice change.  He had a little trouble getting close to the tree and balancing next to it, but figured things out in the end.  :-)

I just bought a tin of Royal Dansk Butter Cookies.
They are expensive, dry, stale, bland, crumbly, and dunking in milk or tea does nothing to improve their texture.
If this is what the Danish Royals actually eat, I can only imagine it is to insure that they do not become too happy.
But a friend of my parents always gave them a big tin of Royal Dansk every year around Christmas, and it wouldn't be right if I didn't bring at least one tin of sugar-coated-pressed-sawdust into the house between Halloween and New Year.
So...Tradition?

I am now walking sans surgical boot! Huzzah!

Once again working around 0300 Eastern when I look up and the waning crescent moon, partially obstructed by clouds, again looks too much like the disembodied grin of the Cheshire Cat.
No more doubt.  Ceiling Cat is LAUGHING at me.

http://egscomics.com/comic/tlod-033
Forgive and forget?
Just don't forget that I've forgiven you and I can "remember" that which I have supposedly "forgotten".
Still, very nice of Johnson to avoid making Diane's day any more awkward than it has already been.

Nonsense. Clearly she is an Amazon River Dolphin. Adorable (almost to the point of ridiculousness), small(ish), apparently harmless, but it can hunt down and eat pirahnas.