"Noddy" <dg4163@(nospam)dodo.com.au> wrote:>

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The Camry doesn't have:

- leather seats which are heated and cooled;
- 14-speaker premium stereo;
- Reverse-camera assist and SatNav;
- fuel economy to achieve 6.5 ltrs/100 km (36mpg) on freeway;
- high resale value.

The above features all available from an entry-level Baby Lexus.

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And.a.Camry.is.FWD

It's a cult car more than anything else.  So the best way to tap that market is
to reintroduce it periodically for a one-model-instance.

Because they didn't sell well across all markets.

That's right. The VRX Astra costs more than that and it's still only half
a car. I couldn't see how Holden could possibly produce an AWD, turbo 6
cylinder car for less than $50k, an AWD Astra (if one existed) would have
to be around that figure or more. Besides that, we are getting a medium
sized 6 cylinder Holden soon, the Epica :)

the problem with that (as you are no doubt even more aware than most) is
that getting it right, as soon as physio is appropriate, right from the
word go, is _incredibly_ important. If you don't get it right as early
on as possible, it's possible the area will never recover.

Although this is a bit of a tangent, another thing that's crucial is
diet, adequate protein, calories in general, essential fatty acids and
various micronutrients. Should be intuitive. But more than a few
bodybuilders, when on a restricted calorie diet, for contest prep, have
had an injury, then try and stick to the calorific deficit and stay on
track for the comp, and worsen or fail to heal the injury. Your body
can't heal on a calorie deficit. Even with all the muscle promoting
pharmaceuticals these types use, they can stil f.ck up for life. Makes
it even more important for us non 'body is a chem lab' folks.

My motorcycle accident was a tiptoe through the tulips compared to
yours, but had some issues (with the original orthopedic surgeon). he
was late to every appointment, with people crowding waiting rooms, then
did a very perfunctory and condescending 20 second consult, then went to
the next, getting every appointment done in 2minutes tops each.

I inititially didn't say much, because I'm not a whinger, and also
because our doctor happened to live in the same street as I grew up in,
and he referred me there, and the guy was a family friend of his (from
the same suburb from where the both came from originally.

Ended up with it healing and the shoulder an inch or two off. Ended up
putting up with it. It sh.ts me in retrospect as I was a fairly keen
powerlifter (hadn't competed) and since then, I've had shoulder issues
when I've tried to push up to personal bests in the bench. I 'could' get
cut open, and have a plate and screws, but f.ck it. It didn't cost me
100lbs or something, but there is a difference, and had I had the proper
advice earlier, and more competent help - they did a 'closed'
manipulation, where they pull on the arms till the bones pop into
alignment, then strap it up with a made for the job harness)

The drunken piece of sh.t (as it later turns out) didn't bother
organising this harness, so I left the hospital with it jerry rigged in
bandages to hold the shoulders in place, and by the time I was home it
popped out. Waste of f.cking time, money (since the tac didn't properly
come through - I was working a heavy lifting job, and so was going in to
work and doing all the paperwork for the loading bay, working roughly
3hr days. On the advice of the surgeon, 'it wasn't rocket science' and I
should let common sense and pain be my guide. I couldn't hold/carry
anything heavy for at a minimum 6 weeks, and probably double that. I
pushed as hard as I could and was back in the saddle. But because I
didn't have a doctors certificate for each and every hour, the tac were
a pack of c.nts and made out as if it were fraudulent. Beauracracy at
work. Yippee. What really pisses me off about that is that I went back
to full time duties, and used unclaimed RDOs for the first couple of
days I was off, to do the right thing by everyone, and these c.nts took
the attitude I was shifty. f.ck the tac. I must say to be fair, whilst
some other people bludged where I worked, and I took up the slack for
them, the higher ups in the company were bloody decent about it, and
genuine about wanting me (and that went for all employees) properly
healed, and so forth.

<O/T> Maybe I never looked long enough.  Having just read John's follow-up post,
I guess I'm very lucky with my accident/injuries to date.  Knees f.cked good and
proper in a car accident, ortho-knife-man did a fair job of restoring what could
be restored.  There are two physio practices in our vicinity, both (apparently)
very highly regarded by the local geepees.  The only redeeming feature of either
was one veeeerrry attractice chickie, but hey I wasn't there for a "massage".

An ankle rooted good and proper by general practice 40 years back took about two
years of on-and-off physio to come good.  That repair job was by the brilliant
guys/gals at Perth's sports medicine group in Shenton Park, the same few who
then handled the aussie olympic team under Ken Fitch.

I think that's the key, like dentists/lawyers/accountants/whatever - there ARE
good ones out there, but it takes real persistence to find the good one.
</O/T>

So what you are trying to tell us is that she does happy endings. ; )

Fraser