You didn't kill the thread, Perkins. It's Friday night. The East Coasters are exhausted. The Mid-Westerners are cleaning up the supper dishes, and the West Coasters are stuck in traffic.

I think it looks wonderful, for what it's worth. If we sent you a check would you rather that go to your work address, or to your home?

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Either one is okay. If you want my home address email me and I will send it to you.

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Excellent, Perkins. If you want help with anything locally, let me know.

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Thanks for coordinating this part, Perkins.

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Great idea, Lee. I'll go hit up the paypal link.

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Thanks, Perkins, for coordinating this.

I sent some $$ via Paypal.

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I forgot to respond earlier. I hope it was on Bitches that we were talking about migraines yesterday. Anyway, Cass, no matter what kind of headaches you have, if you're having them a lot I would recommend seeing a neurologist. I thought I was having lots of tension headaches and migraines once a week, and was just hoping to get rid of the migraines. After I started meds, most of what I thought were the tension headaches went away. I mentioned this to my neurologist and he told me that they were really migraines. I don't know, but it worked, so I'm happy. Good luck!

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Thanks for the complete info, Perkins. I was skimming and such since I've not been online a lot the last two days.

Deena, BAD COMMUNISTS! That gave me a massive flashback to when I first started. *shudder* Worst. Periods. EVER. As, I think, Teppy usually says, "closer to the earth, my ass."

I just realized this is a long weekend. This means I get to sleep in THREE DAYS! Dad gets up with boy. Makes Mom happy. Now if the two of them would somehow make me pancakes tomorrow, I'd be doubly happy.

Or they can bring me Krispy Kreme. I don't care which.

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So overwhelmingly that Kara wanted to know how I'd cut myself open "down there."

Quite the Communist invasion you've got going there...

"Hi, Dad. This is your 32 year old daughter. Yeah, the responsible kid. Um, Dad? I have a problem. I have no savings, and I've apparently spent money on useless shit and paid no attention to my finances for several months. Can you send me some money for gas and groceries?"

I've made this call. There is something nice knowing that even when you've fucked up, they still love you and want to help. At least, there was for me. It was kinda epiphany-making, for a lot more reasons than just the money but it was still amazing to realize that my parents loved me even when I had messed things up (and kept them secret) beyond reason.

Y'all still embracing those seeking respite?

Of course! Though we might just be saying this to cop a feel or two. That's respite, right?

one for Trader Joe's

Excellent idea!

I hope it was on Bitches that we were talking about migraines yesterday. Anyway, Cass, no matter what kind of headaches you have, if you're having them a lot I would recommend seeing a neurologist. I thought I was having lots of tension headaches and migraines once a week, and was just hoping to get rid of the migraines. After I started meds, most of what I thought were the tension headaches went away. I mentioned this to my neurologist and he told me that they were really migraines. I don't know, but it worked, so I'm happy. Good luck!

I'm always findable in Bitches, even if I dabble elsewhere. Once I get my back under control, I will get recs and find a neurologist. I generally shy from doctors if I can but this sounds too good. Chronic headaches are just not good for the general mood. Or my temper. Thank you so much for the advice and sharing your experience, libkitty. I really appreciate it.

and the West Coasters are stuck in traffic.

t ranty but with a happy ending

OMGWTFWhyyyyyyy, I left work early, got stuck in brutal traffic (5 South just before it split into two freeways and four lanes were blocked from a big-rig versus three other cars accident), almost got squished twice after that on surface streets and finally got to my chiropractors which was why I left work early.

Then my chiro has some intern there who ended up being a nice Wisconsin farm boy who learned well (I am an excellent guinea pig for chiro and stuff somehow. I just know where things are out of place.) But...

And here is the excellent thing, best adjustment on my neck *ever*.

I came home, took my loverly drugs and expect this to be a major turning point in the road to having a healthy back again. Best damn adjustment EVER.

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That's respite, right?

Darn tootin' it is. And...

I came home, took my loverly drugs and expect this to be a major turning point in the road to having a healthy back again. Best damn adjustment EVER.

Fantastic.

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