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My guess is that the people who incorrectly shorten vw and Susan's names and lengthen Steph's don't have the ping so they're clueless to yours.
This is a reenactment of what happens almost every time I introduce myself --
Me: "Hi, I'm Steph."
Them: "Stephanie?"
Me: "Uh, yeah, but I go by Steph."
[later....]
Them: "Hey, Stephanie! Did you see...."
Me: [apoplectic rage]
I mean, it's *easier* to say one syllable, as opposed to three, damn it!
I'm guessing it was an all-purpose fuss. He might be sick, but no symptoms (although Robert sounds like death warmed over), and he might be teething, but again, no other symptoms.
I collected him after I ate and once he calmed down he was happy enough again.
It's just one of those "Am I like other parents" moments.
(I love my indent memory foam pillow, purchased at BloodBath & Beyond)
Just got back from the doctor.
We shot many x-rays (I typed ex-ray three times. Dude, we didn't break up or anything.) of my neck and while it is supposed to have a nice curve and instead is dead straight there is nothing OMG bad going on, which is good.
Urine test pinged for blood but he is sure that it caught the myoglobin from three solid weeks of muscle spasms and not actually hemoglobin from real, honest, not-made-by-monks blood.
I really just did do something mysterious in my sleep three weeks ago and twoing! presto pinched nerve.
So the treatment: sending me to PT, continue the Flexeril, continue the moist heat and trying not to aggrevate it and, yesh, take the damn Vicodin woman. I am also supposed to get as many people to rub my back as possible. Heh.
It's not a magic pill once thing but I am at least seeing the possibility of feeling better in the future.
I'm going to go get a pedicure at the $18 place because I could climb trees with my toenails and I frankly am not bendy enough to do it myself. Plus? I really like pedicures. Then there will be the need for serious lying about with moist heat on my neck and that funky spot on my back.
Cindy, please feel better sweetie. It's not self-pity when you are in pain. I love those cervical pillows (which sounds like porn but isn't). I have one with a little bump I always use but I might find another one that will help me remind my neck that cervical vertebraes are supposed to curve.
Very funny comic about anxiety. [link]BWAH!
downs Vicodin
It's just one of those "Am I like other parents" moments.The icky ones? Not a chance...
Raq, I hope Mal stays unfussy and that it was just a baby moment for him.
Pain sucks. It eats up all your patience and gnaws at your days.
Cindy, please invest in a pillow and go see your doctor. He may have the same advice as ever but this is going on too long. Your whole family is limping along right now. Take care of yourself.
I for one welcome Our New Whinging Overlords you venting when you need to.
Poor Cass. May the Vicodin take you off to a beautiful...land of chocolate! Yes, just like the one where the little chocolate dog ran up to Homer and he took a huge bite out of its back.
JZ's off to the opening of Faire. It's a gorgeous day in San Francisco.
I'm sorry if I was an obnoxious git about names yesterday.
Nah, I can see where it pinged you.
For myself, I only have opinions like that about names that don't have a face attached to them. Otherwise it's so wrapped up in the person that it really doesn't have much to do with the name. (Ergo, Emmett is a name that I doubt I'd ever thought one way or another about, but now it's firmly in the coolest column. Oh, and he's totally got a great baseball name. I look forward to the day when I can bore people with "I knew him [from a distance] when stories.")
Cass, for some reason, I had your pain filed as being lower back pain. The flexeril is doing you good for your neck, even though they think it's a pinched nerve? Hmmm. Yeah, I am probably calling my doctor on Monday.
Raq, I think reading "Bloodbath and Beyond" made my day.
Cass, you may want to get an MRI at some point, just to be sure it isn't a disc thing. Granted, if it *is* a disc thing, the choice of treatment may well be PT -- but I think PT for a disc thing is different than that for a pinched nerve.
Cass, for some reason, I had your pain filed as being lower back pain.
I did, too.
Cindy, please invest in a pillow and go see your doctor.Yes to the pillow, the doctor is a maybe. He's a maybe, because I've been going through this periodically since February '95, when I first had the accident. And he knows, and the advice is never different. If I thought I'd done something new, I'd have already been there.
He may have the same advice as ever but this is going on too long.Tomorrow will be a week since I woke up in pain, but it's waxed and waned during the week.
Your whole family is limping along right now. Take care of yourself.
Yes and yes. And thank you. I don't mean any of the above to be snippy. It's just largely the same old same old for me. I'm just beaten down by the craptacular summer we've had.
You really have had a tough one.