This awful wood you're sporting also has the advantage of shooting blanks, as the mechanically labeled "ejaculation failure" is a fairly common side effect of the drug. While ejaculation failure is probably no laughing matter, the combination of words always makes us think of a very important military operation that has gone horribly awry. When the good guys attempt to deploy ejaculation, a computer screen flashes the words "Ejaculation Failure!" in bright, red letters, and the only choice left to save the world from the forces of evil is for the hero, possibly Patrick Swayze, to go out on the wing of an F-16 and ejaculate into the wind. Don't ask why, just accept that it will save the day.
I did notice something today that he had never said before. Could just be coincidence, but he said “an egg” Normally he would say “a egg.” very small, I know, but hey! I’ll take it! This morning his big brother asked him why he was copying everything he was saying and Eli spoke up and said, “Because you’re my big brother, that’s why I’m copying you!” Caleb (Eli’s brother) and I both stopped in the middle of what we were doing and looked at one another and started laughing!! We were both shocked he had said that. Normally he would say, “You big brother. That why copy you.” So, this might sound small, but I am noticing changes like that. Overall, it’s hard to explain, but something is definitely going on. I am hoping and praying for the best!! I think I will video Eli writing some letters and trying to zip and button so that I can have a clear picture if he is making progress. ” October 3 at 4:31pm ·
I am a two-time survior of the devasting bacterial infection known as C-Diff. Since I am an otherwise completely healthy female (was 35 and 44 when I contracted), it was unexpected that the disease would nearly kill me – twice. I have taken liquid vancomycin for nearly nine months now, but it has not cured me. I had the good fortune of learning from my infectious disease doctor and obtaining an opinion from an expert at Johns Hopkins Hospital about my case, and both concurred that I should consider opting for a fecal transplant as vancomycin hasn’t cured me. Although the procedure is usually done at the hospital and is 90-95% effective (so I am told), my husband and I are doing the home-style version. A fecal transplant is done by taking the stole of a healthy, close family member, mixing it with saline solution in a blender, putting it through a seive, and “inplanting” the donor’s good bacteria via an enema bottle into your intestines via your rectum. Although it was quite disgusting the first day, it gets easier. I noticed a dramatic improvement within 12 hours. Anyone having gone through a severe case of C-Diff knows that the fecal transplant procedure is not nearly as tramatic and painful as living with this infection. Quite frankly, the fecal transplant may save my life.