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17 February 2012 @ 11:08 pm
Well, I took angel for 20 sessions of Hyperbaric Oxygen Therapy and it was one session each weekday.

She had to get there by 12:30 PM and strip and put on a gown (only special cotton clothing is allowed in the chamber) and make sure all makeup and hair spray type stuff is gone. No paper or any type of combustible is allowed either.

They had her climb up onto a stretcher on wheels and hooked up EKG and ground leads to her and gave her an air mask. They checked her ears with an otoscope and measured her BP and heart rate. Gave her 2 sippy cups of ice water and slid her into a 7ft long 3ft wide acrylic cylinder. Then they shut the door and sealed her in.

At first the oxygen flow was started to flush out the room air, then they started pressurizing the chamber. At first she went through difficulties getting her ears to adjust. So, we had to get her a unilateral myringotomy - where they cut a tiny hole in her tympanic membrane and insert a very small self retaining tube. She was pressurized to a depth of 2 atm. approximately the depth of 120 ft of water. This was carried out slowly at the first few treatments, only a few mmHg per minute.

Then she had 1 1/2 hours of breathing the pure oxygen pressurized atmosphere. She was given 2 five minute breaks where she put on an air mask to breath normal air (at 2 atm pressure). They said that otherwise she might have experienced oxygen toxicity. During this time she got to watch TV on a monitor above the clear chamber - and could hear the sound in the chamber. The EKG wires ran though the shell of the chamber and were picked up outside on a monitor printer.

After the 1 1/2 at pressure the begin to lower the pressure and eventually when she is a 1 atm (normal pressure) they roll her back out. Then she gets dressed and we come back home.

She's usually hungry afterward to we go to AMC cafeteria and get her chili-cheese covered fries. :) And sometimes something else, too.
Locus: home
Somaticus: contentcontent
14 June 2008 @ 04:46 pm

Odd thoughts as I start the day with a cig and wait upon my coffee...
I had a dream and in it I saw a lone person.  The person was standing all alone in the darkness.  It seemed from the feelings that the person who was standing there was an outcast or a banished one.  They once had a place but now they did not. They once belonged but that had changed.  But the person wasn't just me, no the image would shift on closer inspection, then it became a 2nd we were considering. But I was curious why it was me. It all boiled down to certain prejudices that the once very accepting set of associates seemed to all share. 
This got me thinking about how accepting we are of others. How accepting are we of people who otherwise fit in with our associations quite well but have one serious flaw that we take as unacceptable (and this due to no fault of their one)? What are we afraid of?
I have to say that although I have learned quite a bit about acceptance of others and lack thereof, I have noticed a strange occurance that I have trouble explaining. To wit, that some of those who suffer from lack of acceptance are nonetheless just as likely to find themselves being the perpetrator of the same. So, it got me remembering a quote I heard once "We learn what we live." There was also a little tidbit about the things a child learns from the rearing.

Children Learn What They Live (1959)

If a child lives with criticism, he learns to condemn . . .
If a child lives with hostility, he learns to fight . . .
If a child lives with fear, he learns to be apprehensive . . .
If a child lives with pity, he learns to feel sorry for himself . . .
If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to be shy . . .
If a child lives with jealousy, he learns to feel guilt . . .


If a child lives with tolerance, he learns to be patient . . .
If a child lives with encouragement, he learns to be confident . . .
If a child lives with gratitude, he learns to be appreciative . . .
If a child lives with acceptance, he learns to love . . .
If a child lives with honesty, he learns what truth is . . .
If a child lives with fairness, he learns justice . . .
If a child lives with security, he learns to have faith in himself and those about him . . .
If a child lives with friendliness, he learns the world is a nice place in which to live . . .


Dorothy L. Law

I might have to add to that wisdom that persons who never feel acceptance, they learn to shun others.
This bothers me at this particular time because I have noticed that my body is growing older and less attractive to the young as well as the perception that my mind is not as quick and sharp. I passed by first half-century without noticing any difference in the inner fires or sense of awareness. However, I have suffered from the lack of acceptance Iam talking about. Most noticably in my job search this becomes obvious. People use my age as a discriminating factor when it ought not to be. Also, in my choosing of companions this comes to the fore alot. Most of the available healthy women in the world seem to be younger by almost half. I've had my photo mistakenly put on my profile at dating sites. Well, it;s not unusual to not get many hits due to my dominance proclivities. But, I've had people (who I didn't find attractive at all) rate my looks at 1 star (on a scale of 1 to 5). There have been quite a few mutual burns (as the call 'em). I couldn't care less how they rate my looks really. More of what it comes down to is that my profile doesn't even appear on the radar of the very people I believe would suit my needs and desires most. They set their search filters to stop the search at 39 or 40. *laughs* I'm way past that. The oddest thing is, because I cannot find a companion with any health and vitality to companion with, I am not doing so many of the activities I love so much. A side-consequence is I am getting out of shape too. If this keeps up, I will eventually feel as old as people think I am. How fair is that?
Anyways... enough of my ramblings.


Locus: Home
Somaticus: groggygroggy
Melodious: Clip-clop of ponygirl shoes
20 May 2008 @ 05:01 am
I Am A: Chaotic Good Halfling Wizard (7th Level)

Ability Scores:

Chaotic Good A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society. Chaotic good is the best alignment you can be because it combines a good heart with a free spirit. However, chaotic good can be a dangerous alignment because it disrupts the order of society and punishes those who do well for themselves.

Halflings are clever, capable and resourceful survivors. They are notoriously curious and show a daring that many larger people can't match. They can be lured by wealth but tend to spend rather than hoard. They prefer practical clothing and would rather wear a comfortable shirt than jewelry. Halflings stand about 3 feet tall and commonly live to see 150.

Wizards are arcane spellcasters who depend on intensive study to create their magic. To wizards, magic is not a talent but a difficult, rewarding art. When they are prepared for battle, wizards can use their spells to devastating effect. When caught by surprise, they are vulnerable. The wizard's strength is her spells, everything else is secondary. She learns new spells as she experiments and grows in experience, and she can also learn them from other wizards. In addition, over time a wizard learns to manipulate her spells so they go farther, work better, or are improved in some other way. A wizard can call a familiar- a small, magical, animal companion that serves her. With a high Intelligence, wizards are capable of casting very high levels of spells.

Find out What Kind of Dungeons and Dragons Character Would You Be?, courtesy of Easydamus (e-mail)

Somaticus: contentcontent
02 May 2008 @ 12:42 pm
As I sit here kind of numb from this morning, I wonder abut people and their thinking vs feeling dictates. I had been with my current girl about 4 years and at the very beginning she was okay with poly and sharing me with others. A we'd stayed together the topic came up quite a few more times. I thought it would be good for us both t ohave another with us. You see my current is a paraplegic and tries hard to do all that I need (i love that about her) and she is the jewel of my life. But I have had this desire to also enjoy the unique capabilities of the walking girl. It would also, I reasoned, help my girl as she have a sister and a helper. This was all agreed to on bith sides. But, each time we've found somebody who might work we've discovered emotional fireworks or hotbuttons.
Some of the problems and their outcomes:
  First G: Feels self-conscious about her appearance and all the girl B's caused her to feel less than any of those I would like to be with.
  Tried: Had first G find and pick candidates for a second.
  Second G: All of these were near the bottom of the looks barrel, or desparately deranged, or clueless about life.

  First G: A worried she found not be able to be friends with girl B.
  Tried: Let her get to know the other girl first.
  Second G: Was friendly with 1st, but a stranger to me. Was not interested in being mine, only first girl's.
  Result: Decided we both needed to talk to second from the beginning.

  First G: A doesn't like to be excluded, has fears and concerns of being left out.
  Tried: Second had to be only with us both, in person, in IM, on telephone, or with her only. First needed to be in on everything I did with second.
  Second G: Needs time alone with me. Lost any interest as it became clear they would not get alone time with Me.
  Result: First had realized this wouldn't work forever, but decided over time she'd adjust if she could suggest the alone times herself.

  First G: Never came to feel good about me being alone with second, even long distance.
  Tried: Talking about the need for chat and phone to getting to know you stuff.
  Second G: Felt closer and more secure about her position with me.
   Result: First would spy on chats and try to eavesdrop on convos. React negatively to the things shared.

In first g's emotional condition, my only options was to break it off with second. So, now we ave decided there will be no more attempts to fill this poly need in my house. I don't know how to make my first feel secure about pole though she'd said all along she was all for it.

Now what? I can't just leave first and start again, as I've become important to First girl and a father to her teen son. I won't do that. So, will it be another few years of yrarning and longing and missing out on other things? I don't know. I just wish I had answers. Well, this scenario goes on over multiple tries and there are other smaller issues, but these were the worse and hardest.

Lord Laraby
Locus: Office
Somaticus: discontentdiscontent
Melodious: chatter
11 December 2007 @ 12:25 am
Well I just started a wishlist on JT's Stockroom

aka The stockroom dot com

Here is a link if interested:

My wishlist

Share a letter you've written. Or, write a letter to someone you miss.
Locus: My Desk
Somaticus: contentcontent
Melodious: The aquarium noises
22 November 2007 @ 11:22 am
Well it's Thanksgiving. What am I thankful for? Well let's see:
  1. I am alive and well.
  2. I own a wonderful slave.
  3. I have a place to live and keep my stuff.
  4. I have lots of stuff.
  5. I have a car that is pretty reliable.
  6. I have a paying job that takes care of the bills.
  7. I have a nearly grown up son.

But of all that, my slave </a>is my best blessing. She makes my days worth living because she serves with such a generous and open heart. She is faithful and true. I wish everyone had a girl like her during the holiday season.

Happy Turkey Day folks!


Lord Laraby

Somaticus: thankfulthankful
08 November 2007 @ 10:33 pm
I just had to bust a gut and laugh out loud when I got the email yesterday from LJ. It said:

Dear lordlaraby,

Your request to join the "bdsm_lifestyle" community has been declined.

Replies to this email are not sent to the community's maintainer(s). If you would like to discuss the reasons for your request's rejection, you will need to contact a maintainer directly.

LiveJournal.com Team

Now, that has to be the funniest thing. Not simply because I am a member of quite a few real lifestyle group in my local area who welcome me with open arms and respect my contribution to the community. So, I just had to think about the reasoning for the closedness of that community. What are they trying to hide? Is it really a front for a subby farm? A way to lure in and trap submissives for the casual ensnarement of their souls by the community mainainers? hmmmm. I'll never know for sure. I'd hate to think that were true, but... you never know.

Anyways... as I said before, I'm in enough lifestyle groups that include the like of Tatu and Jay Wiseman and Midori and other well known people, that I'm not thinking I'm missing much.
Somaticus: amusedamused
03 October 2007 @ 07:44 am

I heard today from my slave on what her 24/7 TPE slavery group was discussing. It was the subject of what 24/7 means that piqued my interest. Now here are some of the ideas her exclusive group proposed for what is 24/7 TPE slavery.

 *  Someone who feels in her heart that she is owned no matter what her actual connection to her Master (online/offline/never met/living together) is 24/7
 *  Then there is the one who said at least a daily involvement by phone with her Master was 24/7.
 *  Another person said as long as she has met her Master once upon a time the first definition holds, but not otherwise.
 *  Another said people who meet the Master for tea or play once in a while were 24/7 if one of the above holds true.
 *  And there are others...

Now here is how I see it. Let's take an example of a horse first. This horse lover buys a horse and the previous owner whispers to the horse it's now owned 24/7 by a horseman... Is that horse now owned 24/7 though it is never ridden, never brushed, never handled, or walked by it's new owner, can it feel owned or Mastered in any way 24 hours a days 7 days a week?
Or let's go back to the original dictionary / historical idea of slavery... If I go to the auction block or send my man there and we pick out a slave and successfully bid high. Now she's mine. ok. But now we leave the slave standing there unshackled (maybe even put a collar on her neck) and come back to the plantation but the slave knows she has been purchased and is a slave. So is she 24/7? What if I have the slaver call me and put her on the line everyday. And I say," brush your teeth." and she replies, "Yes, Master." Now she is 24/7 right? Not in my mind. How is my plantation benefitted from her purchase?
Well, let's say she comes to visit the plantation every now and then... And we chat or she picks a few peaches in the field for a day a month. Now is she 24/7? Get real.

You can probably see what I consider 24/7 slavery here. If she isn't on the plantation being used and made use of or trained and controlled, she isn't a slave even in the remotest definition of the term. Unless she is serving the house under the roof, she isn't 24/7. Period. If I don't see my slave out in the fields picking tomatoes, she i going to be punished for derilliction of duty. 
In my opinion that a girl feels she is a slave 24/7 does not make it so.. any more than my feeling rich as Bill Gates can get me a new limitless credit card to spend at the store. These are my thoughts. Disagree? Can you site reasoning?

Somaticus: aggravatedaggravated
21 January 2005 @ 01:14 pm
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