It was the only way I could make peace with the pills, despite everything the pain was doing to me. Months and months of pain.
I think it is the unknown-ness of this pain that is also wigging me. I don't know what is causing it, so I don't know how to fix it either.
If I blow my hip out, I know that heavy painkillers are called for until I can get the cortisone shot that will work in about 48 hours. It is known.
When that happens, I won't shy from the painkillers until I can get jabbed either because I know how and when the pain will be fixed and go away.
I am also going to make sure I have Flexeril in reserve now that I have discovered. I am grateful that it doesn't make me coma girl and it rocks.
Names totally depend on the person in question. Cool person = cool name.
Absolutely. I knew a guy in college named Marvin. Ever since meeting him, I like the name because he is smart, funny, and kind. Gotta love it.
I am grateful that it doesn't make me coma girl and it rocks.
I envy you. Well, not right now, since I'll need Flexoril for the (unending) flights tonight, and the sleep/pain relief combo is welcomed now. But, normally, very annoying. Still, no pain=good.
I was in snarly angry pissymaking pain (ask around here, folk'll tell ya) for over a year. Close to two, IIRC. If I'd just relaxed and taken the damned pills -- well, it wouldn't have been
fun,
but every little bit of non-morass of the soul would have been appreciated.
I hope to not have aimless chronic pain again, but more than that, I pray I've worked out how not to compound the misery.
My favorite baseball name? Razor Shines.
That's pretty classic. Enoch Slaughter sounds like the kind of guy you wouldn't want to meet during the filming of Deliverence.
Van Lingle Mungo. You could write a song about a name like that...
Van Lingle Mungo
It sounds like a sex act.
Enoch Slaughter sounds like the kind of guy you wouldn't want to meet during the filming of Deliverence.
Enos Slaughter. Nickname "Country." And quite the bigot.
Enos Slaughter. Nickname "Country." And quite the bigot.
That's it. Enos - definitely off the name list.
Wow...his name matches my thoughts on it.
There are names I've ended up loving, because I know people by that name, and there are names that have been ruined for me, in just the same way.
I dated a guy for several months to whom I only referred by his SCA name, because I had too many associations with his real name. Although actually the associations weren't all that bad. Looking back on it, maybe some sensible part of my subconscious was actually trying to spare me even worse associations with that name, and only let him ruin a perfectly good medieval Scandinavian name.
