Dawn: I thought you were adequate. Giles: And the accolades keep pouring in. I'd best take my leave before my head swells any larger. Good night.

'First Date'


Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Steph L. - Jun 13, 2006 3:00:52 pm PDT #9493 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

And now that Cashmere mentioned it, I remembered reading about post-epidural headache.

I did a quick google of "epidural" + "headache" + "delayed" and, just skimming the results, it's not uncommon for a headache to occur this long after an epidural puncture. It's also eminently treatable.

So, fingers crossed.


Steph L. - Jun 13, 2006 3:02:57 pm PDT #9494 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

And 190/100 is high, yes, but it's not out-of-the-ordinary high, if that makes sense.

Okay. Good. I know that mine is always 110/70 and considered normal, but I don't know much about it other than that.

Well, it's not desirable to have 190/100 for weeks on end, but it's also not going to make her brain explode. If that helps.


Aims - Jun 13, 2006 3:04:26 pm PDT #9495 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

~~~~ma to Amy's sister~~~~

Oooh! The curtain just went up on "Wicked" in Detroit! My sister's there!


billytea - Jun 13, 2006 3:12:43 pm PDT #9496 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

I can't believe I was 2/3 of the way through actually working this out and justifying my choices before I realized how utterly fucking insane it was. Now I've lost 93 seconds of my life I'll never get back, and I'm all distressed and disturbed. Stoopid creepy antipodean actuaries.

Ahh, it's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood.

Billy Ocean's rejected song titles:

Get Outta My Brain
Get Outta My Pants
Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Belly
Love Really Hurts Without Lube


Amy - Jun 13, 2006 3:13:21 pm PDT #9497 of 10002
Because books.

Well, it's not desirable to have 190/100 for weeks on end, but it's also not going to make her brain explode. If that helps.

Yeah, that's kind of where my mind was going. I guess I was due for a freak-out. It doesn't help that my mom was all panicked on the phone.

Teppy is very calming. I think I might need Teppy during all my freak-outs.


Aims - Jun 13, 2006 3:15:13 pm PDT #9498 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

We should make a Teppy doll.


Steph L. - Jun 13, 2006 3:34:09 pm PDT #9499 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Teppy is very calming. I think I might need Teppy during all my freak-outs.

I am human valium. Or, like, one of those noise machines that makes ocean waves sounds -- I'm a human white noise machine!

We should make a Teppy doll.

Heh. Coin-operated Teppy. Wind her up and watch her edit.


sarameg - Jun 13, 2006 3:35:20 pm PDT #9500 of 10002

I think they are called spinal headaches. I don't know why I know this.


Amy - Jun 13, 2006 3:42:44 pm PDT #9501 of 10002
Because books.

We should make a Teppy doll.

It would be very huggable/kissable.


erikaj - Jun 13, 2006 3:42:58 pm PDT #9502 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!

ER? House? That is why I know random medical factoids.