tiggy, is anyone doing construction around your house or work? Have you been close to where someone is getting a new roof? Those nails can sometimes linger for MONTHS as our roofers a couple years ago managed to leave a few in our yard and the street.
I hate flat tires.
Mmm...after a little troubleshooting our ancient printer, it appears to be kaput. It was free and it's at least 7 years old so I won't complain but still. I hate the thought of replacing it. But we really do need a cheap printer around the house for directions, DH's work, etc.
is anyone doing construction around your house or work? Have you been close to where someone is getting a new roof? Those nails can sometimes linger for MONTHS
unfortunately work is right next to railroad tracks and CSX is constantly out there working on it and leaving behind little gems. plus, we have a gravel driveway and that's just a breeding ground for every possible tire slashing thing out there.
i've probably had 3 or 4 flats since i started working there. back in october, when i had the other one, 4 other people had flat tires that month too. it's ridiculous, but the boss won't pave the whole driveway and getting the CSX guys to clean up after themselves is apparently asking too much.
I would say text messaged, akin to how I say instant messaged. Message is totally a verb.
Pain! Painkillers!
Man, if they weren't restricted and expensive, I think I'd shortcut to being an addict. Why should I wait until I'm in pain to take them? I know I'm going to be in pain soon.
I appall me with the med juggling, but so far every combination I've run by a pharmacist gets the thumbs up. My instincts seem clear. It's just so damned rare one pill makes anything go away.
The 4mgs of dilaudid I had last week made the pain go down to a 5/10. Made me stumble and ramble like a drunk. Not fun. Visit before was phenergan and dilaudid. Which reminds me--you can get a script for suppository anti-nausea pills, and wait until they kick in to take the painkillers.
I've had morphine, which took no pain away, but I didn't care. Nurse asked if I wanted a second dose, and I demurred because I was trying to keep it together and converse sanely with Burrell's very DH who had accompanied me to the ER.
God, I'm twitchy and irritable tonight. Too many unrelated things hurt, and it's the sort of migraine that makes me pace and grit my teeth, not the one that makes me want to hide from the world. Or make phone calls I know I'll regret.
Sometimes time passes too slowly. I'd like to already be asleep, or at least not have my stomach, shoulder, and skull hurt.
I'm just whiny as fuck tonight. And wielding a little too much self pity. Some migraines leave me with an excess of mental energy, and I get so very twitchy. I should probably add an Ambien to the festival of pharmaceuticals in my blood, because if the pain's not going to go away I need to achieve sleep nonetheless.
I've never had Tramadol, but my not-my-guy was prescribed some for pain lingering after a car accident, and he took some just before coming over to my place.
I knew he was really fucked up when he sat down and took off his shoes
and
socks. He never wanders around my apartment barefoot. Twenty minutes later he reached over and put his socks back on--to this day he doesn't remember doing it, and blanches every time I bring it up.
Which means I do, weekly.
weekly.
That's remarkable restraint.
That's remarkable restraint.
He can kill me with an eyelash.
He can kill me with an eyelash
....there are people out there who can kill
ita
with an eyelash?
t shocked
This is a guy who voluntarily got TASERed for five seconds this week. Okay, I'd totally do it. But he wants to do it again. And I have no illusions--I'd scream and collapse afterwards like the other voluntary victims.
Except him. He didn't scream, and he didn't sag.
Eyelash, I tell you. Eyelash.
