I dreamed I danced with Jack Nicholson. He was taller than I expected.
now that's what you should be telling your family.
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I dreamed I danced with Jack Nicholson. He was taller than I expected.
now that's what you should be telling your family.
I think I may have a piece of glass stuck in my boob.
Oh dear. That doesn't sound like fun, love. I've had bits of glass stuck in less stressful places (ankle, thigh, bum etc - yes, there was a story involving me in my nightclothes and a metric shitload of broken glass falling on me) and they eventually worked their way out without any terrible Death-by-glass, or anything.
Not sure whether to suggest you leave it there and let it work its way out, or to suggest going to the doctor. Hmm.
Call the doctor and ask. Probably she will tell you that you don't need to come in now, ,but give you signs to watch for and have you come in if they occur or if the redness does not go away quickly or if you are really sufffering. But you have a bunch of other stuff going on with your body - which is why I would call a doctor and ask.
Ugh. I was afraid of that. Emily's party starts in a 1/2 hour. I think I'll wait and see what happens. If it's still red later, I'll page my doctor.
On some days, I also think I'm better than God. Which doesn't make much sense for an agnostic person to think.I would think it would make a lot of sense for an agnostic person to think. You are knowable to yourself. Agnosticism involves taking the stance that whether or not there is a god/gods is unknowable.
The fact that I'm agnostic means I think everyone else is stupid for believing in God.
You might want to amend this statement, or some of your biggest fans are going to stab you in the head with a fondue fork.
Oh ye of little faith. What Anne said.
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Oh! vw!
vw, you can pour some hydrogen peroxide onto it. If there is a tiny piece of glass there, it might cause it to bubble to the surface so you can take it out. (This is my tried & true method for removing splinters and glass.)
Cash, I think you should trim it further into a little mohawk or something and use kool-aid to dye it blue.
In pain. Very owie.
Anyone have any advice on what to do for what is probably a kidney infection? My right kidney is bitching the most, at this point. Very, VERY loudly. I'm hoping the left one doesn't join in soon or at all. It hurts to pee but I don't think I have a fever or chills or nausea.
Mainly I'd like to know if I *have* to see a doctor or if I can just drink a fuckload of water and hope that whatever's going on flushes out.
Honestly, Sunil, from what I know about serial killers, which is quite a lot, trust me, your ethnic background and geography would keep you safe from most of us. Serial killers don't like to work hard anymore than the rest of us. They like to blend in with their vics. So, unless you find a rootless Indian male, midthirties, roaming about SF, you don't have to worry about serial killers. Most people get killed by loved ones, anyway. Like Mom pushes you to the end of your rope and...
I would definitely see a doctor, Nicole. If nothing else, he should be able to help it not hurt for as long.
Do you have good drugs and stuff like that in the meantime?