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General Forum => General Discussion => : Capt Nat September 25, 2014, 10:22:27 PM
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I hope you don't mind reading slow cause I can't type ver fast. I had a motorcycle crash but I still have all my parts and am really going to be fine so please don't worry. In three months I'll start learning to walk and will do good. I feel prayers coming in and think some May be coming from here. Thank you. I payed for Ocala campground and I need someone to call admiral and get codes to open gates. I'm sorry not read posts but makes me sick to try. I be back with y'all soon and hope Ocala is fun. Hoot hawks are circling I got to go now. I check in when I feel better. Loves Nat
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Nat,
When you feel well enough, might be a good time to start that book. I'd buy it... You might not be feeling it right now, but you are one hell of writer. You have a way of speaking, that few do. You may find this a way to make your healing a little faster.
I can imagine you sneaking up on us at a future camp out the way you did in Ocala that time.
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Glad to hear from ya brother, you take it easy and get well quick as ya can.
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Don't worry about anything but getting better!
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I can take the lead on Ocala. You just get healthy. I'll get with Ellen.
Kodiak
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Glad to see you back, Capt. Let me know if there is anything I can do for you, and when you will be up for visitors, and I will be there.
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Glad you could post Capt.
If anyone new doesn't know the Capt., just understand that he is special. In most successful groups there are a few key people, and often there is one who doesn't push himself to the forefront, but leads by example, and often uses wit and humor to make the work load light. That's our Capt Nat.
He is a key reason this site and this group has such a strong connection in my opinion.
We are hoping for a speedy recovery! Hoot Hawks rule!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Glad you're ok!! Thanks for posting! Get better quickly, and I agree with you needing to write a book..you seem to have a natural way with words! ::bb
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Special, Yea, He's special...... ;D
And sometimes when the wind is right, sitting around the campfire, listening to stories, you can smell that "Way with words".......
Love yea, Man.
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Special, Yea, He's special...... ;D
And sometimes when the wind is right, sitting around the campfire, listening to stories, you can smell that "Way with words".......
Love yea, Man.
LOL...
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Get well sooner. Learning to rewalk sucks, I did that 2x.. be praying 4 u
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Capt im glade you stop chasing the nurses long enough to post here that your OK.... :o ^-^... BUT im glad everything is in one piece and you doing better.. god bless and thank god.....
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Lol, I didn't even think about him being in the hospital still. Could you imagine.
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Checking in. Thanks to everybody for the kind words,thoughts, and prayers. You folks are very special and I am just honored.
I think I'm getting out of hospital end of next week!
Having a great time. Drugs create a surreal world where reality and dreams merge and the difference isn't clear. At some time I awoke to find a Hoot Hawk perched on the foot of my bed. While I was amazed to see this rare magnificent Florida bird of pray, I was relieved it was not a buzzard. I pushed my call button and a nurse came and took it away.
This morning they took me and gave me a poor excuse for a modified shower. I heard this was the result of a petition that circulated on this floor. The fruit flies were becoming annoying.
In true Prepper fashion I am caching preps. So far I have stashed 3 salt packets, 1 pepper, and an artificial sweetener. Oh, and a straw. I don't recommend hiding lemon jello in bed. It turns into syrupy liquid, spills during the night, and causes folks to freak thinking a wound is oozing. Who needs that drama, right?
With one working arm and leg I'm kind of like a pogo stick. I haver become very proficient though at going from bet to wheelchair to potty to wheel chair and back to bed. What mored does anyone need than that. It's like the best vacation ever!
Today they took me outside where they helped the Admiral and I learn how to get me in and out of the car so that she can chauffeur me aroun like driving miss daisy.
As you can tell, I really am doing really great and by the end of January I should be walking amongst you as good as ever.
I am kept very busy her but when I get home I will begin lurking around here again and annoy with pointless posts. My pain pills will arrive in about 5 mins and I will return to that happy place again. Look out for one another and remain grey.
Love you all, Nat
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i knew this wouldnt keep you down. glad to hear from you!
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Thanks for the update sir. We'll keep pray'n, you keep getting better.
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Oh, Nat--I am so sorry to hear about the accident! I hope your recovery is swift and not too painful (for either you *or* The Admiral). New Year, New You! I'll be checking up on you when I can. And behave. ;)
(gentle) huggles
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Hello I am new here but read that someone hit you on your bike and wish you a speedy recovery. Hoping those at the hospital are treating you good. I have been very lucky with going down 3 times while on the back of a bike with just road rash, bruises and sprains.
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Nat, good to hear from you! I ride a scooter (FXDWG) also and it always gives me pause when someone gets run over on one.... Anyway I'm very happy you are recovering well. If there is anything I can do for you. let me know.
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Glad you are feeling better Nat. Keep us posted on your recovery.
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Glad to hear you are home and doing better. I will continue to keep you in my prayers for a speedy recovery.
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Nat is up for super power status, be careful
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Well, I'm home now!
Not as great or glamorous as I had imagined. Admiral dresses me however she wants, combs my hair, puts me wherever she wants me, and moves my wheelchair out of reach. I am some kind of cross between a "Ken" doll and a potted plant. I can see the commercials on TV now, " it poops, it tinkles, you can groom it, bath it, dress it in different costumes. It complains and fusses just like a real husband, only it stays where you put it."
On a serious note, X-rays say I'm doing great and will be as good as new in about three months.
I tried to ween myself of the pain pills during the last four days but the Admiral and home nurse overrode me today because of tenseness in muscles and lack of rest so it's back to lala land. How can I complain when they are insisting I take more narcotics? Is this a scam or what?
Imagine being under the complete and total control of your wife for three months. Why haven't one of you guys come over here to shoot me? Where are my friends?
Doesn't matter, I don't think she is far from shooting me herself...
Actually, we are doing great and with nurses visiting and physical therapists coming by to torture me, I haven't had time to get bored yet. I'm getting better and stronger every day.
I hope everyone is doing good and try to hold off the apocalypse until I am no longer a zombie meal. Not going to be a lot of news from me as I now live in "Groundhog Day". Hoot Hawks forever, Nat
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Glad to hear yur home.. take care and get better...
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Well, I'm home now!
Not as great or glamorous as I had imagined. Admiral dresses me however she wants, combs my hair, puts me wherever she wants me, and moves my wheelchair out of reach. I am some kind of cross between a "Ken" doll and a potted plant. I can see the commercials on TV now, " it poops, it tinkles, you can groom it, bath it, dress it in different costumes. It complains and fusses just like a real husband, only it stays where you put it."
On a serious note, X-rays say I'm doing great and will be as good as new in about three months.
I tried to ween myself of the pain pills during the last four days but the Admiral and home nurse overrode me today because of tenseness in muscles and lack of rest so it's back to lala land. How can I complain when they are insisting I take more narcotics? Is this a scam or what?
Imagine being under the complete and total control of your wife for three months. Why haven't one of you guys come over here to shoot me? Where are my friends?
Doesn't matter, I don't think she is far from shooting me herself...
Actually, we are doing great and with nurses visiting and physical therapists coming by to torture me, I haven't had time to get bored yet. I'm getting better and stronger every day.
I hope everyone is doing good and try to hold off the apocalypse until I am no longer a zombie meal. Not going to be a lot of news from me as I now live in "Groundhog Day". Hoot Hawks forever, Nat
Well, I was going to give you GI Joe Status. Until you said the whatever the woman wants part... Yea, your Ken all the way... Little Pretty Boy... Eye Candy.... Don't let Barbie take advantage of you there Ken...
Shoot you?! And miss all this entertainment? You have three months to be on your way to being a millionaire... Book writer Ken... You can call yourself Ken Shift.... Catch that?, "SHIFT" SHTF? Eh, eh? We just made you pseudonym my friend...
It could be worse, you could be the dog being dressed up for tea time....
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Hey are you watching my videos for entertainment? I have one coming out tonight....
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Well, I'm home now!
Not as great or glamorous as I had imagined. Admiral dresses me however she wants, combs my hair, puts me wherever she wants me, and moves my wheelchair out of reach. I am some kind of cross between a "Ken" doll and a potted plant. I can see the commercials on TV now, " it poops, it tinkles, you can groom it, bath it, dress it in different costumes. It complains and fusses just like a real husband, only it stays where you put it."
On a serious note, X-rays say I'm doing great and will be as good as new in about three months.
I tried to ween myself of the pain pills during the last four days but the Admiral and home nurse overrode me today because of tenseness in muscles and lack of rest so it's back to lala land. How can I complain when they are insisting I take more narcotics? Is this a scam or what?
Imagine being under the complete and total control of your wife for three months. Why haven't one of you guys come over here to shoot me? Where are my friends?
Doesn't matter, I don't think she is far from shooting me herself...
Actually, we are doing great and with nurses visiting and physical therapists coming by to torture me, I haven't had time to get bored yet. I'm getting better and stronger every day.
I hope everyone is doing good and try to hold off the apocalypse until I am no longer a zombie meal. Not going to be a lot of news from me as I now live in "Groundhog Day". Hoot Hawks forever, Nat
You are dilusional..You have been under Admiral's complete and total control for years..You just did not realize it.
Zombie meal??? I can see you in your wheelchair with twin 45's blasting away till you have a pile in front of you, big enough to hide behind.
And, don't feel bad about the drugs. I've been well medicated since my back surgery. After a while the world looks better after the meds...
Anything you need? That I can provide?????
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Well, I'm home now!
Not as great or glamorous as I had imagined. Admiral dresses me however she wants, combs my hair, puts me wherever she wants me, and moves my wheelchair out of reach. I am some kind of cross between a "Ken" doll and a potted plant. I can see the commercials on TV now, " it poops, it tinkles, you can groom it, bath it, dress it in different costumes. It complains and fusses just like a real husband, only it stays where you put it."
On a serious note, X-rays say I'm doing great and will be as good as new in about three months.
I tried to ween myself of the pain pills during the last four days but the Admiral and home nurse overrode me today because of tenseness in muscles and lack of rest so it's back to lala land. How can I complain when they are insisting I take more narcotics? Is this a scam or what?
Imagine being under the complete and total control of your wife for three months. Why haven't one of you guys come over here to shoot me? Where are my friends?
Doesn't matter, I don't think she is far from shooting me herself...
Actually, we are doing great and with nurses visiting and physical therapists coming by to torture me, I haven't had time to get bored yet. I'm getting better and stronger every day.
I hope everyone is doing good and try to hold off the apocalypse until I am no longer a zombie meal. Not going to be a lot of news from me as I now live in "Groundhog Day". Hoot Hawks forever, Nat
You are dilusional..You have been under Admiral's complete and total control for years..You just did not realize it.
Zombie meal??? I can see you in your wheelchair with twin 45's blasting away till you have a pile in front of you, big enough to hide behind.
And, don't feel bad about the drugs. I've been well medicated since my back surgery. After a while the world looks better after the meds...
Anything you need? That I can provide?????
I've got your back but I'm not gonna give ya the bullet ^-^
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Well, I'm home now!
Not as great or glamorous as I had imagined. Admiral dresses me however she wants, combs my hair, puts me wherever she wants me, and moves my wheelchair out of reach. I am some kind of cross between a "Ken" doll and a potted plant. I can see the commercials on TV now, " it poops, it tinkles, you can groom it, bath it, dress it in different costumes. It complains and fusses just like a real husband, only it stays where you put it."
On a serious note, X-rays say I'm doing great and will be as good as new in about three months.
I tried to ween myself of the pain pills during the last four days but the Admiral and home nurse overrode me today because of tenseness in muscles and lack of rest so it's back to lala land. How can I complain when they are insisting I take more narcotics? Is this a scam or what?
Imagine being under the complete and total control of your wife for three months. Why haven't one of you guys come over here to shoot me? Where are my friends?
Doesn't matter, I don't think she is far from shooting me herself...
Actually, we are doing great and with nurses visiting and physical therapists coming by to torture me, I haven't had time to get bored yet. I'm getting better and stronger every day.
I hope everyone is doing good and try to hold off the apocalypse until I am no longer a zombie meal. Not going to be a lot of news from me as I now live in "Groundhog Day". Hoot Hawks forever, Nat
Lol I got a much needed laugh today from your post. On a more serious note it is good to hear you are on the mend.
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Nat, you're killin' me. You should definitely be using this time to write. You're wicked funny even under the influence. Glad you are on the mend. ;)
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Time to check in and update.
It's been about 3 months now, I think.
The ridiculous garbage I post tonight is not as much an affect of the drugs, (though I'm still on them) but because sometime during the last month or so, I lost my mind.
I looked for it for a while but finally gave it up as a lost cause. It might have been right after the unicorn ran through the living room, trampling my space suit.
I've never spent so much time indoors. It doesn't rain in here, get cold or hot. The weather never changes.
Last month I took a wonderful expedition to the doctor's office in Lakeland where I promptly puked in his lobby. Anything to make a positive impression. They took x rays and the Doc decided that it is still too soon to introduce weight to the leg but said "we'll see" on December 12, which is next Friday. I've really got my fingers crossed because if I don't make the grade, it will be sometime in January before I can try to start walking again.
The time has taken it's toll as now I have a regular leg and a skinny one. Learning to walk is going to be as hard as paddling a kayak down the Peace River with no water in it...The river, not the kayak...
Shattered shoulder is going to be slower, probably about 6 months. That's ok if I can just get up and walk and get outside again.
The Admiral has taken this very well. She has unloaded her pistol and now spends most of her time dry firing at me. I've asked her to keep the laser out of my eyes. Pointing at me and making the gun go "click, click, click" seems to make her feel calmer and doesn't do any harm so I guess I'm ok with it. Other times she just mumbles to herself.
Anyhow, wish me luck and maybe next week at this time, I will have put weight on my leg for the first time. The therapist assures me that it won't hurt any worse than putting a grinder in my mouth so, I'm really looking forward to it.
The day that I can drive a vehicle, I'm going to the woods and hug and maybe lick a dozen trees.
Until then, y'all please continue to hold off the apocalypse till I'm more ready!
Sincerely, Capt Nat
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Keep the faith Capt. You will get through this. We miss your presence on the site, and I am honestly looking forward to the day when we can be face to face and try to make each other laugh a little.
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At least she is practicing dry fire drills. Does she say Die, Zombie, Die"?
Keep in mind, when you find it" only lick higher on the tree than a bear can pee. Unless you are dehydrated. In that case follow the bear. Try to get to the tree before it dries....
Did you have mag pouchs attached to your recliner?
Don't eat too many mre's, they will bind you up........
Still here if you need anything....
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Capt hang in there... we'll be praying for ya to start walking when you wont to... also we'll be praying for the admiral that she dosnt load the pistol... BOOM would be a baaaaaddd thing... ddd ^-^ ^-^ ^-^ instead of click click click... ::cg ::ch
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Where is my book damnit!
Probably running around with your mind I'm sure... Don't tell me the Unicorn ate your home work either... We're not falling for that one again...
Do you have a pool? That would get your strength up...
Couple pics for ya too... :D
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Just make sure she uses snap caps when dry firing at you. we don't want her to damage the pin. Have to be sure it works when she really needs it.
hmmm
or is it your plan to have her dry fire to the point it damages something. That's one way to keep safe. or you could just use a file on it. Then that one day when you drive her to far , she loads, points, and nothing is heard but your chuckles!
get better fast! we are holding off the apocalypse as best as we can.
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Good to hear! Adventures aren't the same without the capt.
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That's for sure. He was definitely missed at camp.
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Thanks for the support everyone! That picture "Unicorn Man" really does look a lot like me...
We have a pool here but shrinkage this time of year could be injurious in itself...
Still excited about X-rays Friday... I've had so many that its really fun at night to turn the bathroom light off and tinkle. Looks kind of like fireworks.
I think I just saw my mind go past the window, I'll be back...
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Nat--you're killin' me. Looking forward to hearing today's verdict. Hang in there, bro. Huggles!
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I'm excited to be into a new phase. Doc gave me weight bearing as tolerated on leg, 10 pounds on shoulder/arm.
This means that the only thing keeping me from walking is me. Can't take very much weight on leg right now but with what I can tolerate right now, the ability to use partial weight is a game changer! I can transfer in and out of wheel chair now with ease as before it was a strenuous ordeal fraught with danger of falling and really getting hurt.
Next week therapist is going to introduce walker and when I can transition from chair to walker, my life will really change.
You folks better look out, I'm coming back!!!!!
Shoulder is still showing a lot of newly forming bone and it may take another 6 months. Thankfully, it will continue to provide me with lots of pain to help keep my mind occupied.
Everybody stop having fun till I can catch up!
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That's awesome news. We are all looking forward to you getting back out into the wilds of Florida, adventuring with the group. I'm sure no one wants you back out more than you. With the probable exception of the Admiral.
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Newly forming bones? Cool! Maybe you will get pterodactyl wings....... OOOOoohhhh or Hoot Hawk wings!!!
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Very good to hear that you are advancing in the healing process. Stay focused on getting better and we will keep you in our prayers.
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Good to hear an update, Nat :-)
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I'm calling FOUL!!!
I had a mental vision that when they told me I could walk, I'd say "thank goodness!" and get up and walk out of there and be back in the world of the living.
They told me I could walk. I almost stood up, almost crapped in my pants, and almost let out a Commanche war scream.
I should have read the small print! Just because they said I could walk evidently doesn't mean that I can walk. It depends upon what your definition of "is" is...
OK, now for the update. After a week, I get up with my walker, walk from the kitchen to the TV, from the TV to the front door, and back to the kitchen. I do this every hour or so each day till the pain and swelling shuts me down. Then I treat the swelling and pain till the next day when I repeat the whole thing again.
So, I am in fact walking now, but don't expect to see me on the hiking trails yet...
Hope everyone is doing great and thanks for all the support!
Nat
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Good to hear Nat
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You have to start somewhere. You did not mention the bathroom. I remember after my back surgery, that was a major issue for me. As I have been used to going there by myself. There is a learning curve to it. :-X
Good to hear from you.
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I'm glad to hear that you are up and about, somewhat at least. I understand how this must be aggravating since you are usually out and about doing things, and I hope the speed of your recovery increases.
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You're one of the toughest people I know Nat. 2015 is gonna be your year.
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Oh, Nat. That sounds so painful. It's nothing compared to what you have going on, but I remember sitting in front of the tv bending my leg after surgery and crying. Bend, cry, repeat. It seems so weird that something so painful can be good for us. Keep on keeping on brother. You'll be glad you did.
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Howdy Captain
Just read about your plight :o
Wishing you a speedy ambulatory recovery bro
And stay away from those damb motorcycles they are dangerous.
God bless and Merry Christmas
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Right, no more motorcycle's! just get one of those flying things like Greg, that's nice and safe!
We keep on praying for you Captn, and I am holding off on ANY fun till you get back in the swing of things.
Well, I guess I am having a little fun while I'm waiting for you to join in.
Actually I'm having more fun than ever, but its SwampYankees fault! But we will save some fun for you!
Seriously, Keep working at it, get well, and cant wait to see you again!
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Capt hang in there... were still praying for ya.... now we'll just add less pain n suffering... :D take care brother..
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Capt Nat,
If you may be similar, after about 7years im still not fully "me". My leg was "busted" an over time you learn most of your limitations, an fight frustrations.
Just try talking some about your feelings, an frustrations, an your thoughts about the "injury" helps some. Don't be stubborn and not ask for help, if you NEED it.
An rome wasn't built in a day, take it easy an slow. But always push yourself. ..
I am praying, an I hope you will be 100% again.
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I'm praying for you.
I still think it was your way of NOT finishing that little walk in the woods you started a year or so back. What was that called? The AT?uuuj uuuj uuuj