Oh, Ginger, I'm so sorry.
'Beneath You'
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[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.
{{{{Ginger}}}}
My mother and sister called to tell me that my mother had to be taken by ambulance to the emergency room at 3 a.m., because she had another of the scary coughing, choking, unable to breathe things like the one she had at Christmas. They gave her oxygen and sent her home with albuterol and cough medicine. I don't think the doctors are paying enough attention to her, because she isn't very assertive and she's 81. I don't know what to do about it from here.
I'm sorry, Ginger. I think medicine needs to come a long way in treating the elderly. Sometimes, it feels like they don't try as hard, based on the patient's age. I hope she's okay, and that the albuterol helps her.
What the hell is that number supposed to be, anyway?
Seany, Seany, you're the Bitch for me. You don't know me, but you make me so happy.
I wasn't aware that MM = MulchMan.
Ooooh! Whisperchipper!
The hope of our nation's future. /Snyder
Oh, good grief. I read Ginger as GC. Duh. (((((Ginger)))).
Ginger, hope your mom is better. Call me if you need to vent.
I'm really dizzy.
I'm really dizzy.
Quit spinning around.
Also, sit down and put your head between your knees.
Does it feel like a blood-sugar drop dizzy, low blood pressure dizzy, or maybe a change in drug regimen dizzy?
More light headed or vertigo?
Or five spins on the merry-go-round?