and your tongue will confess...

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Yeap, I confess. I sent my husband out on his dingy, and he dropped anchor because he is sick of me not paying all the bills and giving him thousands each month.

 I confess.... I wanted the clear dictators that they send overseas while we struggle with the worst ones.

 I confess... I am tired of getting paid half of what I was making interning in college with 4 times or more the cost. I do not get raises ever; I get pay cuts while spending more and more money on technology to ease the doctors' dictation process.

 I confess.... I am sick and tired of seeing so many of my own medical reports look like swiss cheese. No wonder I flat lined during surgery when the overseas Transcriptionist typed the wrong medication, and my anesthesiologist overdid it...

 I confess..... I want my own accounts back instead of working for services that pay me 1/4 of what they charge the client....

 I did it. I am now trying to locate tankers on the other side of the world for additional help or loaning me their anchors. Please donate to the "Adopt an Anchor, Save Our Jobs Foundation." Who knows, the next anchor dropped could provide you with a job!

because it should be "while you are at it" or "while you're at it". 

In any case, I think the moderator discourages correcting spelling on this board because it often evolves into nastiness.

My husband (44) woke up in the middle of the night last night with his tongue swollen and hard.  It woke him up because it started to close up his throat and he is a mouth breather and could not breath.  He immediately took a Benadryl but was afraid to go to sleep.  He did eventually go back to sleep but I was awake every 30 minutes checking to see if he was breathing.  The left side of his face was also somewhat swollen.  He could not think of anything different that he ingested or came in contact with or any different activity.  This morning his tongue is still slightly swollen but better.  This really has me worried.  You have to understand first that mh DH is somewhat of a hypochondriac and is always afraid he has something wrong with him.  This was just so strange and out of the blue that not only he is worried but so am I.

All this comes after attending wake services of a friend's husband (age 45).  She now has two boys to raise on her own.  Just makes you stop and think.