TrulyBlessed
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The Covid-19 Thread: News, Preparation Tips, Etc
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Everything Zen
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^^^”Well he’s obviously not taking enough.“
- EZ’s saved and sanctified Christian mom before immediately repenting.
- EZ’s saved and sanctified Christian mom before immediately repenting.
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nycutiepie
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I got tested today. I felt a mild cough when I woke up last Friday and the hypochondriac in me called my Primary. I have not felt anything since but she suggested it so I complied.
My doctor said it was a new test and it was a q-tip in each nostril. I should have my results by Thursday.
She suggested that my boyfriend not get tested unless he has symptoms. We’ve been locked down together. He feels fine so we will wait for my results. She said she’s waiting on the Antibody test from Abbott because the ones out now are not reliable. She told me about cases where the person never went out. She said it’s in the air for a few minutes and then lands on surfaces. This ish is crazy....I feel like we are in a movie.
NY is offering free testing in many locations without a doctor’s referral. There’s a number to call. I’m in the suburbs and went to my doctor’s office in a private facility. I left quickly because she said they schedule the COVID suspects between 3-5. Lord help us.
My doctor said it was a new test and it was a q-tip in each nostril. I should have my results by Thursday.
She suggested that my boyfriend not get tested unless he has symptoms. We’ve been locked down together. He feels fine so we will wait for my results. She said she’s waiting on the Antibody test from Abbott because the ones out now are not reliable. She told me about cases where the person never went out. She said it’s in the air for a few minutes and then lands on surfaces. This ish is crazy....I feel like we are in a movie.
NY is offering free testing in many locations without a doctor’s referral. There’s a number to call. I’m in the suburbs and went to my doctor’s office in a private facility. I left quickly because she said they schedule the COVID suspects between 3-5. Lord help us.
Crackers Phinn
Either A Blessing Or A Lesson.
For the first time in weeks, a UPS driver came with no mask on. From the CLOSED glass door where he could clearly see me, I motioned for him to move away from the door and pointed to the stand that I was going to place the packages. He backed up while nodding his head. Why does he walk within reaching distance of me as I m putting the packages down and starts to ask about where to pick up for the next address with NOTHING covering his face. I had my mask on but my mask doesn't BLEEPING protect me.
Maynnnnnnnnn, these
people who call themselves making a point while playing with my health
Maynnnnnnnnn, these
people who call themselves making a point while playing with my health
shahala
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I took the antibody test on Saturday and received the results today. As expected, I tested positive for the antibodies. They cautioned me to continue social distancing and wear a mask.
First to be called were my brother and cousin who were both convinced that I was having panic attacks, instead of shortness of breath from pneumonia.
First to be called were my brother and cousin who were both convinced that I was having panic attacks, instead of shortness of breath from pneumonia.
meka72
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I didn’t realize she was a democrat until she kept referencing WaPo and NYT. I knew then that they were going to come after her lol.
OhTall1
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If they're giving him anything, it's probably just a placebo.
"Yes, Mr. President, here's your daily dose of hydroxychloroquine."
Everything Zen
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^^^ Hope not
Black Ambrosia
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I saw a story a month ago about this. Can't remember where. Maybe CNN? Anyway, there was a guy who'd been paying for business interruption insurance for years and he thought it was finally about to pay off. Nope. Lots of business owners are in the same boat.
Crackers Phinn
Either A Blessing Or A Lesson.
If he's taking the hydroxychloroquine then the side effect is a heart attack.
If he's taking a placebo while not wearing a mask or social distancing then the side effect is coronavirus.
Either way
That said, I'm still trying to figure out how Trump looked directly at an eclipse and didn't fry his retinas.
Everything Zen
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If he's taking the hydroxychloroquine then the side effect is a heart attack.
If he's taking a placebo while not wearing a mask or social distancing then the side effect is coronavirus.
Either way
That said, I'm still trying to figure out how Trump looked directly at an eclipse and didn't fry his r
He probably wasn’t staring at the correct angle and maybe the damage takes years?
I just want to state that my sanctified Christian mother made the statement above before she punked out and repented.
Chromia
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Ugh at this guy working at a garden center who kept coming within inches of me today. I was shopping for vegetable plants for my grandmother. I was the only customer in that vendor's section so no need to come all the way up to me!
At least we were wearing masks and it was an open-air market. He's definitely in an at-risk age group so he cannot approach customers like that!
At least we were wearing masks and it was an open-air market. He's definitely in an at-risk age group so he cannot approach customers like that!
lavaflow99
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If he's taking the hydroxychloroquine then the side effect is a heart attack.
If he's taking a placebo while not wearing a mask or social distancing then the side effect is coronavirus.
Either way
That said, I'm still trying to figure out how Trump looked directly at an eclipse and didn't fry his retinas.
I am hoping that Karma is planning a grand plan.
She ain't trying to be mediocre....maybe?
sunshinebeautiful
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There have definitely been cases in the past where parents have sued because their kid contracted meningitis while 'in the care of the university.'
Here's a bit about what conversations have revolved around in light of COVID-19: https://www.insidehighered.com/news/2020/05/15/colleges-seek-protection-lawsuits-if-they-reopen
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shahala
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Opinion
‘I Wish I Could Do Something for You,’ My Doctor Said
Young, healthy people like me are getting very, very sick from the disease caused by the coronavirus.
By Mara Gay
Ms. Gay is a member of the editorial board.
Mara Gay in Brooklyn on Thursday.Credit...Brittainy Newman/The New York Times
The day before I got sick, I ran three miles, walked 10 more, then raced up the stairs to my fifth-floor apartment as always, slinging laundry with me as I went.
The next day, April 17, I became one of the thousands of New Yorkers to fall ill with Covid-19. I haven’t felt the same since.
If you live in New York City, you know what this virus can do. In just under two months, an estimated 24,000 New Yorkers have died. That’s more than twice the number of people we lost to homicide over the past 20 years.
Now I worry for Americans elsewhere. When I see photographs of crowds packing into a newly reopened big-box store in Arkansas or scores of people jammed into a Colorado restaurant without masks, it’s clear too many Americans still don’t grasp the power of this disease.
The second day I was sick, I woke up to what felt like hot tar buried deep in my chest. I could not get a deep breath unless I was on all fours. I’m healthy. I’m a runner. I’m 33 years old.
In the emergency room an hour later, I sat on a hospital bed, alone and terrified, my finger hooked to a pulse-oxygen machine. To my right lay a man who could barely speak but coughed constantly. To my left was an older man who said that he had been sick for a month and had a pacemaker. He kept apologizing to the doctors for making so much trouble, and thanking them for taking such good care of him. I can’t stop thinking about him even now.
Finally, Dr. Audrey Tan walked toward me, her kind eyes meeting mine from behind a mask, goggles and a face shield. “Any asthma?” she asked. “Do you smoke? Any pre-existing conditions?” “No, no, none,” I replied. Dr. Tan smiled, then shook her head, almost imperceptibly. “I wish I could do something for you,” she said.
I am one of the lucky ones. I never needed a ventilator. I survived. But 27 days later, I still have lingering pneumonia. I use two inhalers, twice a day. I can’t walk more than a few blocks without stopping.
I want Americans to understand that this virus is making otherwise young, healthy people very, very sick. I want them to know, this is no flu.
Even healthy New Yorkers in their 20s have been hospitalized. At least 13 children in New York state have died from Covid-19, according to health department data. My friend’s 29-year-old boyfriend was even sicker than I was and at one point could barely walk across their living room.
Maybe you don’t live in a big city. Maybe you don’t know anybody who is sick. Maybe you think we are crazy for living in New York. That’s fine. You don’t have to live like us or vote like us. But please learn from us. Please take this virus seriously.
When I was at my sickest, I could barely talk on the phone. I’d like to say that I caught up on some reading, but I didn’t. I’m a newswoman, but I couldn’t look at the news.
Instead, I closed my eyes and saw myself running along the New York waterfront, healthy and whole, all 8.5 million of my neighbors by my side. I pictured myself doing the things I haven’t gotten to do yet, like getting married, buying a house, becoming a mother, owning a dog.
I stared at the wall of photographs beside my living room window and promised the people in them over and over again that we would see each other soon.
I watched movies, dozens of them. I rediscovered “Air Force One” and fantasized about what it would be like if Harrison Ford were actually president right now. I stayed up late at night doing breathing exercises and streaming episodes of “Longmire,” a show about a Wyoming sheriff in which the good guys always win.
One thing I learned is how startlingly little care or advice is available to the millions of Americans managing symptoms at home.
In Germany, the government sends teams of medical workers to do house calls. Here in the United States, where primary care is an afterthought, the only place most people suffering from Covid-19 can get in-person care is the emergency room. That’s a real problem given that it is a disease that can lead to months of serious symptoms and turn from mild to deadly in a matter of hours.
The best care I received came from my friends. Fred, an emergency room resident treating patients at a New York hospital, called me on his bike ride to work, constantly checking in and asking about my symptoms. Chelsea, my college roommate and a physician assistant, has largely managed my recovery from pneumonia. Zoe, my childhood friend and a nurse, taught me how to use a pulse oximeter and later, the asthma inhaler I now use.
Through them, I became an amateur expert. This is the advice they gave me. Here’s what I’m telling my family and my friends: If you can, get an oximetuer, a magical little device that measures your pulse and blood oxygen level from your fingertip. If you become sick and your oxygen dips below 95 or you have trouble breathing, go to the emergency room. Don’t wait.
Sleep on your stomach, since much of your lungs is actually in your back. If your oxygen is stable, change positions every hour. Do breathing exercises, a lot of them. The one that seemed to work best for me was pioneered by nurses in the British health system and shared by J.K. Rowling, author of the Harry Potter series.
Nearly a month later, I’m still sleeping on my stomach and still can’t go for a run. But I will be able to do those things, and much more. For now, every conversation with an old friend brings a new rush of love. Every sunny day feels like the first time I saw the ocean as a child and wanted to leap right in.
Many of my neighbors didn’t make it. I know because I heard the ambulances come for them late at night. The reports from the city’s heroic E.M.T. force suggest that for many of these New Yorkers, it was already too late.
Why are more people dying of this disease in the United States than in anywhere else in the world? Because we live in a broken country, with a broken health care system. Because even though people of all races and backgrounds are suffering, the disease in the United States has hit black and brown and Indigenous people the hardest, and we are seen as expendable.
I wonder how many people have died not necessarily because of the virus but because this country failed them and left them to fend for themselves. That is the grief for me now, that is the guilt and the rage.
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/04/30/obituaries/idris-bey-dead-coronavirus.html
As I began to recover, others died.
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/04/30/obituaries/idris-bey-dead-coronavirus.html
Idris Bey, 60, a U.S. Marine and New York City Fire Department E.M.T. instructor who received a medal for his actions after the Sept. 11 attack.
Rana Zoe Mungin, 30, a New York City social studies teacher whose family said she died after struggling to get care in Brooklyn.
Valentina Blackhorse, 28, a beautiful young Arizona woman who dreamed of leading the Navajo Nation.
Theirs were the faces I saw when I lay on my stomach at night, laboring for every deep breath, praying for them and for me. Those are the Americans I think about every time I walk outside now in my tidy Brooklyn neighborhood, stepping slowly into the warming spring sun amid a crush of blooming lilacs and small children whizzing blissfully by on their scooters.
I hope the coronavirus never comes to your town. But if it does, I will pray for you, too.
‘I Wish I Could Do Something for You,’ My Doctor Said
Young, healthy people like me are getting very, very sick from the disease caused by the coronavirus.
By Mara Gay
Ms. Gay is a member of the editorial board.
- May 14, 2020
Mara Gay in Brooklyn on Thursday.Credit...Brittainy Newman/The New York Times
The day before I got sick, I ran three miles, walked 10 more, then raced up the stairs to my fifth-floor apartment as always, slinging laundry with me as I went.
The next day, April 17, I became one of the thousands of New Yorkers to fall ill with Covid-19. I haven’t felt the same since.
If you live in New York City, you know what this virus can do. In just under two months, an estimated 24,000 New Yorkers have died. That’s more than twice the number of people we lost to homicide over the past 20 years.
Now I worry for Americans elsewhere. When I see photographs of crowds packing into a newly reopened big-box store in Arkansas or scores of people jammed into a Colorado restaurant without masks, it’s clear too many Americans still don’t grasp the power of this disease.
The second day I was sick, I woke up to what felt like hot tar buried deep in my chest. I could not get a deep breath unless I was on all fours. I’m healthy. I’m a runner. I’m 33 years old.
In the emergency room an hour later, I sat on a hospital bed, alone and terrified, my finger hooked to a pulse-oxygen machine. To my right lay a man who could barely speak but coughed constantly. To my left was an older man who said that he had been sick for a month and had a pacemaker. He kept apologizing to the doctors for making so much trouble, and thanking them for taking such good care of him. I can’t stop thinking about him even now.
Finally, Dr. Audrey Tan walked toward me, her kind eyes meeting mine from behind a mask, goggles and a face shield. “Any asthma?” she asked. “Do you smoke? Any pre-existing conditions?” “No, no, none,” I replied. Dr. Tan smiled, then shook her head, almost imperceptibly. “I wish I could do something for you,” she said.
I am one of the lucky ones. I never needed a ventilator. I survived. But 27 days later, I still have lingering pneumonia. I use two inhalers, twice a day. I can’t walk more than a few blocks without stopping.
I want Americans to understand that this virus is making otherwise young, healthy people very, very sick. I want them to know, this is no flu.
Even healthy New Yorkers in their 20s have been hospitalized. At least 13 children in New York state have died from Covid-19, according to health department data. My friend’s 29-year-old boyfriend was even sicker than I was and at one point could barely walk across their living room.
Maybe you don’t live in a big city. Maybe you don’t know anybody who is sick. Maybe you think we are crazy for living in New York. That’s fine. You don’t have to live like us or vote like us. But please learn from us. Please take this virus seriously.
When I was at my sickest, I could barely talk on the phone. I’d like to say that I caught up on some reading, but I didn’t. I’m a newswoman, but I couldn’t look at the news.
Instead, I closed my eyes and saw myself running along the New York waterfront, healthy and whole, all 8.5 million of my neighbors by my side. I pictured myself doing the things I haven’t gotten to do yet, like getting married, buying a house, becoming a mother, owning a dog.
I stared at the wall of photographs beside my living room window and promised the people in them over and over again that we would see each other soon.
I watched movies, dozens of them. I rediscovered “Air Force One” and fantasized about what it would be like if Harrison Ford were actually president right now. I stayed up late at night doing breathing exercises and streaming episodes of “Longmire,” a show about a Wyoming sheriff in which the good guys always win.
One thing I learned is how startlingly little care or advice is available to the millions of Americans managing symptoms at home.
In Germany, the government sends teams of medical workers to do house calls. Here in the United States, where primary care is an afterthought, the only place most people suffering from Covid-19 can get in-person care is the emergency room. That’s a real problem given that it is a disease that can lead to months of serious symptoms and turn from mild to deadly in a matter of hours.
The best care I received came from my friends. Fred, an emergency room resident treating patients at a New York hospital, called me on his bike ride to work, constantly checking in and asking about my symptoms. Chelsea, my college roommate and a physician assistant, has largely managed my recovery from pneumonia. Zoe, my childhood friend and a nurse, taught me how to use a pulse oximeter and later, the asthma inhaler I now use.
Through them, I became an amateur expert. This is the advice they gave me. Here’s what I’m telling my family and my friends: If you can, get an oximetuer, a magical little device that measures your pulse and blood oxygen level from your fingertip. If you become sick and your oxygen dips below 95 or you have trouble breathing, go to the emergency room. Don’t wait.
Sleep on your stomach, since much of your lungs is actually in your back. If your oxygen is stable, change positions every hour. Do breathing exercises, a lot of them. The one that seemed to work best for me was pioneered by nurses in the British health system and shared by J.K. Rowling, author of the Harry Potter series.
Nearly a month later, I’m still sleeping on my stomach and still can’t go for a run. But I will be able to do those things, and much more. For now, every conversation with an old friend brings a new rush of love. Every sunny day feels like the first time I saw the ocean as a child and wanted to leap right in.
Many of my neighbors didn’t make it. I know because I heard the ambulances come for them late at night. The reports from the city’s heroic E.M.T. force suggest that for many of these New Yorkers, it was already too late.
Why are more people dying of this disease in the United States than in anywhere else in the world? Because we live in a broken country, with a broken health care system. Because even though people of all races and backgrounds are suffering, the disease in the United States has hit black and brown and Indigenous people the hardest, and we are seen as expendable.
I wonder how many people have died not necessarily because of the virus but because this country failed them and left them to fend for themselves. That is the grief for me now, that is the guilt and the rage.
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/04/30/obituaries/idris-bey-dead-coronavirus.html
As I began to recover, others died.
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/04/30/obituaries/idris-bey-dead-coronavirus.html
Idris Bey, 60, a U.S. Marine and New York City Fire Department E.M.T. instructor who received a medal for his actions after the Sept. 11 attack.
Rana Zoe Mungin, 30, a New York City social studies teacher whose family said she died after struggling to get care in Brooklyn.
Valentina Blackhorse, 28, a beautiful young Arizona woman who dreamed of leading the Navajo Nation.
Theirs were the faces I saw when I lay on my stomach at night, laboring for every deep breath, praying for them and for me. Those are the Americans I think about every time I walk outside now in my tidy Brooklyn neighborhood, stepping slowly into the warming spring sun amid a crush of blooming lilacs and small children whizzing blissfully by on their scooters.
I hope the coronavirus never comes to your town. But if it does, I will pray for you, too.
TrulyBlessed
Well-Known Member
Shots fired!
Crackers Phinn
Either A Blessing Or A Lesson.
BARS
dancinstallion
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The Hasidic Jewish community here takes no precautions. Do they have their own laws in New York? cuz they were out yesterday and I didn't see one of them wearing masks. NOT ONE had on a mask. They were everywhere in their area, walking, talking, children playing all over. no social distancing. They were going about their regular lives and it was a lot of them out.
@vevster
@discodumpling
@vevster
@discodumpling
dancinstallion
Well-Known Member
Welp
You know its Bad if FOX has to announce don't listen to your president this will kill you.
discodumpling
Well-Known Member
Yeah they're a special type of Jew. Or at least they think so. They have their own educational systems, hospitals and ambulatory services, supermarkets etc
I've often wondered if they have their own police.
It's like being Amish in the middle of NYC.
vevster
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I don't think they have their own laws.... just the other day DeBlasio sent in the police because they gathered at a funeral. Are they powerful in NY? Yes.
I think the city is picking and choosing with that group.
vevster
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Yeah, they should give him what he asks for. He’s the PRESIDENT!
vevster
Well-Known Member
This is the issue, right here. They should have given her IV C, D, Zinc etc.
But, instead she didn't do anything except rack up the $$$$ in medical bills.
Do you know when you work out a lot you sweat out your minerals? She was prob low in Zinc, C , and D and others. Her getting sick does not have a correlation to her being able to run 3 miles.
And another thing -- this drug Hydrocloroquine that Trump is taking basically facilitates zinc going into the cells. Once the zinc is in the cells it deals with the virus. Trump should just be taking vitamin drips if he wants to avoid the virus.
If you are just watching mainstream news you are not getting the entire story. TWICE I've heard of zinc being referred to as a chemical -- Zinc is a mineral that you can buy at any CVS, something your body needs. Not a foreign chemical. It is so frustrating to hear disinfo.
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vevster
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Yesterday was Victoria Day in Ontario. I am in the middle of moving house. We have to drive through a reservation when going from one house to the next. Most of the reservation is closed off to outsiders because of COVID-19.
When we drove through we saw loads of cars parked in driveways with people sitting in their cars and coolers out in the driveways. It was a strange sight. For the life of me I could not figure out what was going on. I could understand people social distancing in their cars but why were they outside their house sitting in their driveway in their cars? Most importantly why were there igloos/coolers just sitting in the driveways?
we stopped at one of the First Nations gas station and asked the attendant what was going on and he said it was their annual Victoria Day Bread and Cheese Celebration. It was started in 1812 in appreciation of their allegiance to the The British empire during the American revolution and the 1812 war. Queen Victoria began an annual tradition of giving blankets, then bread and cheese to the this particular First Nations community. The custom continued after Queen Victoria’s death, as a commemoration of the ties between this community and the British Crown. It’s a 3 day festival with people travelling from the US and other parts of Canada (originally from that nation) to take part with their families. It’s usually celebrated in a big arena. So this year due to COVID-19 the celebration was done in individual homes. The bread and cheese was collected in the coolers while the people in the homes waited in their cars. After the guy told me I felt emotional for some reason.
But my emotions have been all over the place. My cousin’s 5 months old baby died over the weekend. Unknown cause at the moment. I feel so bad for her. She is like my little sister. She did everything right. College. Marriage. Then Babies. Living her best life. Then this happens. Then my mother’s lifelong partner died. He was a really good man. One of the best really. I personally don’t know many like him in his generation. He was well loved and respected. May he RIP.
When we drove through we saw loads of cars parked in driveways with people sitting in their cars and coolers out in the driveways. It was a strange sight. For the life of me I could not figure out what was going on. I could understand people social distancing in their cars but why were they outside their house sitting in their driveway in their cars? Most importantly why were there igloos/coolers just sitting in the driveways?
we stopped at one of the First Nations gas station and asked the attendant what was going on and he said it was their annual Victoria Day Bread and Cheese Celebration. It was started in 1812 in appreciation of their allegiance to the The British empire during the American revolution and the 1812 war. Queen Victoria began an annual tradition of giving blankets, then bread and cheese to the this particular First Nations community. The custom continued after Queen Victoria’s death, as a commemoration of the ties between this community and the British Crown. It’s a 3 day festival with people travelling from the US and other parts of Canada (originally from that nation) to take part with their families. It’s usually celebrated in a big arena. So this year due to COVID-19 the celebration was done in individual homes. The bread and cheese was collected in the coolers while the people in the homes waited in their cars. After the guy told me I felt emotional for some reason.
But my emotions have been all over the place. My cousin’s 5 months old baby died over the weekend. Unknown cause at the moment. I feel so bad for her. She is like my little sister. She did everything right. College. Marriage. Then Babies. Living her best life. Then this happens. Then my mother’s lifelong partner died. He was a really good man. One of the best really. I personally don’t know many like him in his generation. He was well loved and respected. May he RIP.
Because of your constant posts on the matter, I’ve upped my intake and I’ve been taking all my vitamins and minerals, every single day. I was already prescribed vit d but always forgot to take it. Now because of you I also got it in liquid form and increased my intake several folds and got dh on it and everything else you have mentioned lol.
OhTall1
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So glad I went crazy ordering reusable masks. After six weeks my Amazon order of disposable masks disappeared and everyone who ordered from this vendor is complaining that they didn't receive their shipment. Amazon very quickly decided to give me a refund, but it's still annoying. I'm glad I had a plan B.
vevster
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Tragic ........ My condolences.
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