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Hey Vermont -- just want to assist you in real-lysing that you can type in "Shenandoah song lyrics" and find the song lyrics online, if you want to add any more verses -- the syllables could fit for other co's...
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Go tell it on the mountain Over the hills and far away Go tell it on the mountain That Lyme disease is tick-borne.
The shepherds all were watching Over the sheep at night. Borrelia ricinis Would follow with its blight, oh...
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Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell herx Jingle bell Lyme with jingle bell quirks Slowing and throwing up -- bushels of fun -- Now the jingle drop has begun.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell crime: Jingle bell Lyme in jingle bell time No dancing or prancing in jingle bell flare In this frosty air.
What a blight time, it's the bite time To herx the night away. Jingle bell time, it's tick-swell time To go hiding on a one-horse sleigh.
Giddy? yup, tingle course, sick with defeat, Tingle around the clock. Mix in a tingle in the jingle defeat That's the jingle irks, that's the tingle works, That's the jingle bell herx.
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The first no-well: Tick danger did prey On certain poor shepherds In fields where they lay.
In fields where they Lay tending their sheep On a cold winter's night That would make ye weep.
No-well, no-well, no-well, no-well, Tick-borne is this thing called Lyme: we're not well.
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You go girl! (Am guessing Robin is a girl...)
Glad you picked up on the Jingle Bell Herx lyrics, I did not make it past that first catchy refrain!
Deck the ducks with ticks and moxie Fa la la la la, la la la la Tis the season to take doxy Fa la la la la, la la la la Don we now our prepped up lawsuits Fa la la, fa la la, la la la For symptoms now are chronic not acute Fa la la la la, la la la la
how are stymie's knees doing?
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Thx, Vermont, for your addition and thx for herx idea. Yep, I'sa goil. And you? And it's not Stymie's knees that are the issue -- it's his brain -- he says he had a brain transplant, thinks he got Barbara Streisand's. Now he can really channel "Memories".
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Robin,
You continue to amaze me, and I'm sure all of us, with the quality and quantity of your lyrics! There should be an honorary Grammy for you!
I particularly appreciate The First No-Well. Why is it that I seem to take downturns in health right before the holidays these past several years? Oh well, it gives me a reason to say Bah Humbug!
Keep up the creativity - and Dave, keep getting better!
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can you belive we have 12 pages of this crap.
saw doc yesterday, said it looked like he didn't do surgery.
he was the first person he worked on that had no swelling or redness after four days. yesterday i actualy walked a half a mile. tommorow i start therapy but can already walk almost normal.
new years eve songs???? still working on TICKS, THE BROADWAY MUSICAL THE WORM AND HIS CAST OF EVIL CHARACTERS.
AND NOEW I CAN SING MEMORIES IN SOPRANO111111
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Thx, Jill -- maybe an honorary Lymie Grammy is a Grymie? Perhaps you can find a way to put Bah Humbug to a song for us...
And congrats, Stymie -- that's great news -- I mean about your knee, not your soprano voice...or are you now going to be Doc Streisand? I know, 12 pages, amazing, and I'm still going at it, and if anyone else wants to post songs, please, please, please do re mi fa so lyme us...
Maybe I should make a song about this:
dough -- the stuff we do not keep re -- of hope we'd like to have mi -- and us, I call my ketes fa -- low anything that works so -- can you keep Lyme at bay? la -- la land, that's how we feel ti -- ck, in a jam with Lyme not to leave out any co - o - o - o's...
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Jill, on a serious note...I have major flares every six months...June and December...I'm suggesting that you may be on the same timetable(cycle)as myself.
on a less serious note....
Stymie...I can see that the frontal labotomy is doing wonders for at least one of your personalities...
Can't say too much about the one that's left....and I do mean left!(democrat libral)...
not that there's anything wrong with that!
LOL
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what's you mean. bush is my idol. i could kiss the feet chaney walks on.
i think the demos shold give him another eight years, by then ,he will have destroyed the whole world.
hey whats wrong with liberal democrat. those little stem cells may be your ticket to killing bb et. al.
besides who would make better prez than hillary and her p--sy husband mrs clinton.
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more songs docbarb: "doctors, doctors who love themselves, are the happiest doctors in the world.
people, people who need doctors, are the unluckiest people in the world.
vermont lymie: Memories May be beautiful but yet What is too painful to remember Is quite easy for a lymie to forget!!
And so that is the sad story The entire foggy story Of the Way Lyme Goes
I saw that movie one too many times!
Glad to hear all goes well with your new brain. I am having some dog days but the new abx should mop all that up soon, hopefully! Take care and keep singing!
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Oh glum, tickbite fateful Oyful, not triumphant Oh glum, we, oh glum, we 'bout tick mayhem.
Come let's deplore Lyme borne of tick -- it is real hell Oh come let us deplore Lyme Oh come let us deplore Lyme Oh come let us deplore Lyme Heist abhored.
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Yes, a Grammy for Robin -- prolific song-writing creativity in a major disease category!
Or, we can call it the first annual Lymie award, or the Gram Negative Awards! With Stymie, master of ceremonies.
Robin, I hadn't answered your earlier question, am a bit beleaguered and sleep deprived this week -- I see that you have a brooklyn accent! That's how my family speaks -- you goils. Yes, girl here too. Probably only a girl would say "you go girl" to someone, but we will have to ask oprah on that!
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President Bush went to a neurologist. She gave him an MRI and brain scan, and had to deliver the results and bad news to him directly:
She said, "Mr. President, we looked at the left side of your brain, and found there is nothing right."
"And then we looked at the right side of your brain -- and found there was nothing left!"
Sorry, not a song, but perhaps we can put it to music...
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Hey Docbarb...
Happy chanuka and to all eight good lights!
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Thx, Vermont, for the honor of receiving an honorary Lymie Grammy. I also award Lymie Grammies to all who have posted lyme/co songs here.
And a special mc Lymie Grammy award to Stymie, who we award a Stymie Lymie Grammy, to be shared with Barbara Streisand.
And if anyone who's posted lymesongs is also a granny, then they get an honorary Lymie Granny Grammy award too. And if anyone here is named Sammy or is a nanny or has a big fanny, well, I'll stop there...
Runner-up major disease song categories are:
DRUM ROLL
AIDS -- "Wasting away, my boy, wasting away"(Anchors Away)
Alzheimers -- most song entries were forgotten, except for "Try to Remember" and "My brain has plaque, yes there's gonna be trouble" (My Boyfriend's Back)
Breast cancer -- "Mammaries, oh the way they used to be..."
Diabetes -- "Ain't She Sweet"
Gallstones -- "Like a Rolling Stone"
Heart disease -- "I left my heart in San Francisco, why, it was ill, had surgery"
Leprosy -- "Feelings, nothing more of feelings"
Parkinson's -- "Whole Lotta Shakin' Going On"
Pneumonia -- "I'm all stuffed up"(I'm all shook up)
What a wonderful song career I could have...
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Pretty good stuff Robin...
But how about
Alziemers as the follow song...Try to remember the kind of september...etc
Leprosy...patsy kline....I fall to pieces....
I liked your parkinsons...
lyme....I can't live if livin is without you(abx)
wormser and company.....send in the clowns
and then there was
I'll be sick(home) for christmas...
And then the chestnuts roasting song...
Deer ticks roasting on an open fire Bb nibbling on my brain ID guidlines will help my hmo Refuse me what I need to survive
They know that lyme is a confusing disease and testing does'nt always work lymie folks with a rash all aglow will find it hard to sleep most nights
They say that wormser and his friends have got a wonder pill to kill off all our woes and every lymie knows that tales untrue cuz they've been sick eve'n after lots O pills
and so I'm offering this simple phrase To ducks and Hmo's all round Kiss my A$$,cuz you're all full of sh!t I hope you get a tick bite soon
zman
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Pretty good chestnut song there, Lymie Tony -- it's that one, not I'll be home for xmas -- all your suggested lyme songs sound like they would fit in here pretty well -- clowns could be fun to do...wanna work on them?
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Ok, my magnus opus for today, and for this being the week of Chanuka, is the following song. Warning: this is not funny; it's a serious rewrite. It's dedicated to Lyme/co activism. Even if you're not Jewish, you can still sing it.(Drum roll: post number 400 in the CD hits site)
(Rock of Ages)
1)Shock and rages: let our song raise our altering power. In our midst a ranging foe, its bite built to devour.
Impervious, ticks assail us, but alarm avails us, and our words provoke discord when our own strength ails us.
And our words provoke discord when our own strength ails us.
2)Children -- not a martyred race. Better free than fettered. Take the echoes of this song where ye may be shattered.
Ours the message veering towards a time to be nearing which will see all then free, tickbites disappearing.
Which will see all then free, tickbites disappearing.
3)Dwindling now the ignorance. We disapprove of suffering. You're a guide to nations cryin'. Ought to prod with this offering.
Ticks, their torts surrounding, coinfections abounding. Unhappy throngs, righting wrongs with a mighty hounding.
Unhappy throngs, righting wrongs with a mighty hounding.
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I edited so I corrected my goof...robin...thanks....
I'll be ill for christmas You can count on lyme there'll be a flare and symptoms there and weakness and fatigue
Christmas eve will find me where we get our pills I'll be ill for christmas and have some wierdo dreams
I'll be ill for christmas I can count on Bb Please have tin or metronidazol and zithro under the tree for me
I'll be well for christmas If only in my dreams
zman
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tony, great Christmas songs!! I can just picture Bing Crosby's rendition of "I'll Be Ill for Christmas."
Some classics are perfect as they are:
If I Only Had .... a Brain
I could while away the hours Conferrin' with the flowers Consultin' with the rain And my head, I'd be scratchin' While my thoughts were busy hatchin' If I only had a brain.
I'd unravel every riddle For any individ'le In trouble or in pain
With the thoughts you'd be thinkin' You could be another Lincoln, If you only had a brain.
Oh, I could tell you why The ocean's near the shore, I could think of things I never thunk before And then I'd sit and think some more.
I would not be just a nuffin' My head all full of stuffin' My heart all full of pain. I would dance and be merry Life would be a ding-a-derry If I only had a brain--Whoa!
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OK guys, I am setting up the karaoke machine in Times Square for New Years Eve -- and I expect you all to be there to sing the Lymenuts Greatest Hits to usher in 2007!
Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, Joyeux Noel, and my personal favorite -- Have a Wonderful Solstice!
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Yes, winter solstice today! I don't know any winter solstice songs. I did write one, tho, many years ago, a winter chant, that we all danced to, one circle inside another, singing to each other going in opposite directions, so rather hypnotic:
"We're in the darkness, we're in the light, we're in the turning of the night." I wanted something for the solstice! That's one way to handle it -- write your own...
Great rewrite, TonyZ! And Vermont, thx for reminding us about the lack of a brain song -- perfect as is.
(Jolly old St Nicholas)
Golly, if it ain't a tick; Seen you near today. Don't you bite a single soul; this is what we say:
You must leave us very soon; we must make a plan. This for what you'll bring to us: we'll fell you if we can.
(That's a new year's wish, or some year's wish...)
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Said the night wind to the little lamb: Do you see what I see, way up in the trees, little lamb? Do you see what I see?
A kete, a kete, dancing in a tick, with a tail that gives it its kick, with a tail that gives it its kick.
Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy: Do you fear what I fear? Clinging in the land, shepherd boy? Do you fear what I fear?
A tick, a tick, hovering with ease, with a bite that starts our disease, with a bite that starts our disease.
Said the shepherd boy: it's a mighty zing. Do you know the tick woe? Said the shepherd boy: it's a mighty zing. Do you know the tick woe?
Exiled, exiled, we're shiv'ring hot and cold, It will bring us illness tenfold, it will bring us illness tenfold.
Let us sing to the people everywhere, Listen to what we sing: It preys on people everywhere. Listen to what we sing:
In the wild, the wild, creeping in the night, ticks will bring us discomfort and blight, gotta fight if we want our light.
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Glum, it makes me, it is a bum hum. A tickborne thing in me, it is a bum hum. Our minused life it flings, it is a bum hum, away before our time, it is a bum hum, it's a glum hum, it's a numb hum. So dishonor it, it is a bum hum. Are we glum.
Well, now maybe, it is a bum hum, I am made poor by this, it is a bum hum. I am bereft of zing, it is a bum hum. Not much grit to live and sing, it is a bum hum, it's a glum hum, it's a numb hum. Shall I say for you, it is a bum hum, am I glum.
And we added, it is a bum hum, the ox and lamb have Lyme, it is a bum hum. It's also come to them, it is a bum hum. Delayed, the rest of them, it is a bum hum, it's a glum hum, it's a numb hum. Then, exiled are we, it is a bum hum. My, am I glum.
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Whether your Lyme is frightful, it's really not delightful, and since it just won't go, tale of woe, tale of woe, tale of woe!
It doesn't show signs of stopping, and all my joints are popping. The lights are turned way down low. Tale of woe, tale of woe, tale of woe!
When we finally missed our life, how I hated slowing from the norm. But if you've really told me right, All the way I'll be warned.
The world is slowly dying but, my dear, we still are trying, but as long as ticks are a go, Tale of woe, tale of woe, tale of woe!
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Should LYME acquaintance NOT be forgot and ALWAYS brought to mind? Should LYME acquaintance NOT forgot and days of BEFORE OUR LYME? For DAYS BEFORE OUR LYME, my dear, for DAYS BEFORE OUR LYME, we'll RAISE A GLASS OF XANGO,NOW for DAYS BEFORE OUR LYME.
Should DUCK quaintances BE forgot and never brought to mind? Should DUCK acquaintance be forgot and days BEFORE OUR LYME? And here's a hand, my trusty DUCK And gie's NO hand o' thine We'll tak' a cup o' MEPRON yet For DAYS BEFORE OUR LYME
HAPPY NEW YEAR ANOTHER YEAR OF LYME GONE BY, THANK GOD
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Nothing says that holiday spirit like 19th century Baltimore!
The IDSA
(with apologies to EA Poe)
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.'
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore - Claimed by Lyme for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating `'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door - Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; - This it is, and nothing more,'
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, `Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; - Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!' This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!' Merely this and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. `Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore - Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; - 'Tis the wind and nothing more!'
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Wormser of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door - Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door - Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, `Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven. Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore - Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the IDSA, `Nevermore.'
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing duck above his chamber door - Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such goal as `Nevermore.'
But the doctor, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow will he leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the IDSA said, `Nevermore.'
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, `Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore - Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of "Never-nevermore."'
But the doctor still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore - What this grim, ungainly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. `Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!' Quoth the IDSA, `Nevermore.'
`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! - Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted - On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore - Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!' Quoth the IDSA, `Nevermore.'
`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore - Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore - Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?' Quoth the IDSA, `Nevermore.'
`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting - `Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!' Quoth the IDSA, `Nevermore.'
And the doctor, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore!
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You Can Get Better If You Really Want
(Apologies to Jimmy Cliff)
You can get better if you really want it You can get better if you really want You can get better if you really want But you must try, try and try Try and try, you'll succeed at last
Persecution you must bear Win or lose you've got to get your share Got your mind set on a dream You can get it, though harder them seem now
You can get it if you really want You can get it if you really want You can get it if you really want But you must try, try and try Try and try, you'll succeed at last I know it, listen
Rome was not built in a day Opposition will come your way But the hotter the battle you see It's the sweeter the victory, now
You can get it if you really want You can get it if you really want You can get it if you really want But you must try, try and try Try and try, you'll succeed at last
You can get better if you really want - I know it You can get better if you really want - though I show it You can get better if you really want - so don't give up now!
Wish me luck please!
My life is a bit of a high-wire act for the next month...
Happy new year, y'all!
Great songfest, docdave and Robin!
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Vermont Also, doctoral comps, with Lyme!? They should let you have books to simply look up and read out of -- lol
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robin did you say give us books and lock us up?????
didn't understand your last post. tooo busy flirting with cavey i got number #1 from the number counter!!!!!!!!
another dentist /hygienist romance. maybe we can get our own reality show the cavey &davey show.
merry christmas to all hope everyone has a good, HEALTHY, AND HAPPY NEW YEAR. if not don't get arrested and call me. i did my good dead for the year.
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That's quite a poem Edgar Ella Poe has written -- requires careful reading...y'all will be quizzed on it for your Lyme comps.
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Thx Robin, yes it's true -- me & the books for another two weeks We will see...
Doc Davey, forget the reality show -- unless it is SURVIVOR: Lyme Island, with Team A on abx and Team B foraging for cats claw and cumanda from the rain forest. That would educate the public!
But if you are dentist and cave a dental hygienist, how about opening a lymie dental clinic?!
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Joy to the world! My IV is come let all receive their meds!
joy to the world! My IV is here let all receive their meds!
Let every heart remain lyme free and heaven and nature sing and heaven and nature sing and heaven and heaven and nature sing
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that would work except i have not practiced in 7 years. the other problem is my left hand, working hand has unler nerve damage, and can't hold a drill.
we can always use astring and door knob. i do believe cavey is retarded, sorry retired also. she's keeping away from me, can handle the pressure. wimp: weakly interacting massive particles.
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stymielymie
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what's gack mean????
gack to me or the clinic or both.
and i thought i was your favorite dentist
docdave
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YE GADS....
I agree with Cavey!
Even if you did look like BarbS...yer nose would probably get stuck in my yap...and then what!
I had a dentist with a large proboscis who would go for martini's for lunch...
woe to the patients who got him in the afternoon!
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Hey, Stymie -- I like your auld lang sang(pg 12). Here's one for pg 13...
Should auld acquaintance be forgot And never brought to mind Should auld acquaintance...I forgot -- My memory I can't find.
For all the songs we sang 'bout Lyme For all the songs we sang We'll wink and up this message yet For all the songs we sang.
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New Year's challenges -- Vermont_Lymie near end of preceding page(pg 12), rewrote Edgar Allen Poe's Nevermore poem for Lyme. This will dignify our course on Lyme/co's in poetry and song.
Next: Lyme/co lit with rewrites for Hamlet, Macbeth, Laura in Glass Menagerie, Tess of the Durbervilles, Antigone, No Exit, Waiting for Godot(Waiting for a cure), etc.
Also, Vermont suggested a Survivor game challenge: one team on abx, the other forages for cures in the rain forest. Any more Survivor ideas?
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stymielymie
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songs for the new year above
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Vermont_Lymie
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Hi Robin,
Am waiting for the all-star IDSA vs. ILADS Survivor; which I guess will be a contest of scholarship and rhetoric, and we know who is gonna win that contest!!
Thanks to you and all my lymenut, oh, lymenet friends for making me laugh in 2006...
Who knew lyme disease could be -- funny?
Often frustrating, yes. Too often frightening and painful, stressful, impoverishing, confusing and difficult. Agonizing even while being educational. Our lives and health are in the balance while these larger political decisions on our treatment are being fought out within the board rooms and hallways of insurance companies and government agencies.
But you guys made lyme funny for me while starting what looks to be a long long-haul tx and for that I am grateful!
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This one is for James Brown -- with thanks for all that funk!
Actually Sinatra wrote the lyrics but Brown does the kick-butt version of it:
That's Life
That's life, that's what all the people say. You're riding high in April, Shot down in May But I know I'm gonna change that tune, When I'm back on top, back on top in June.
I said that's life, and as funny as it may seem Some people get their kicks, Stompin' on a dream But I don't let it, let it get me down, 'Cause this fine ol' world it keeps spinning around
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, A poet, a pawn and a king. I've been up and down and over and out And I know one thing: Each time I find myself, flat on my face, I pick myself up and get back in the race.
That's life I tell ya, I can't deny it, I thought of quitting baby, But my heart just ain't gonna buy it. And if I didn't think it was worth one single try, I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, A poet, a pawn and a king. I've been up and down and over and out And I know one thing: Each time I find myself laying flat on my face, I just pick myself up and get back in the race
That's life That's life and I can't deny it Many times I thought of cutting out But my heart won't buy it But if there's nothing shakin' come this here july I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die My, My
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Right...let's hear it for Frank Sinatra and James Brown...
Who knew Lyme could be funny? Maybe Stymie? Thx for the fun here, all.
I watched the Kennedy Center arts honors program this past week, honoring Smoky Robinson, Dolly Parton, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Steven Spielberg and Zubin Mehta. I couldn't help singing along to many of their songs with our Lyme lyrics!! 9 to 5 could be rewritten as "Long to Thrive"...
Maybe Jill will start her book The Lighter Side of Lyme, as debuted in Tincup's off-the-ladder post.
Vermont, go ahead and design us the challenges fot the IDSA vs ILADS Survivor show.
I'm also upping this site today for 2 Auld Lang Sang rewrites: Stymie's on pg 12, 2/3 of the way down, and mine top of pg 13 following Tony's discussion of Stymie's proboscis in his yap...
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I love the idea of the IDSA vs. ILADS version of Survivor!
They can hold it in Lyme, Connecticut. Naturally, most of the contestants will be bitten by ticks.
The IDSA ducks will give themselves one low-dose Doxycycline each (if, and only if, there a positive ELISA and bulls-eye rash, of course) and pronounce themselves cured.
Meanwhile, the ILADS doctors will already have themselves on 400 mg. Doxycycline or a similar appropriate regimen. And after the appropriate time, will do the Western Blot, test for coinfections, look for non-bullseye rashes, etc.
The IDSA ducks, due to their increasing arthritis and hallucinations, will get voted off the show as the losing tribe.
This, of course, they will chalk it up to post-Survivor fibromyalgia.
Hey, Robin, I'd love to write another book (I'm a published author but it's been a few years). But if I or anyone did the Lighter Side of Lyme, those IDSA ducks would just twist it as evidence that Lyme is really no big deal!!
Jill
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Jill -- too cool!
I guess that is their Immunity Challenge!
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