You poor baby. I think you'll be way better off to get it as soon as possible. My mother got on it right away, and it made a world of difference in her recovery time and post-Shingles pain. My father-in-law and a couple of other people I know weren't so quick.
Lorne ,'Why We Fight'
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
Can I whine for a minute? My throat hurts, I have way too much schoolwork to get done this weekend, and I found out we only get 1 week off between quarters. Okay, done whining (for now).
Cash, would it make you feel any better to hear that I managed to be a complete dumbass and go to the wrong Urgent Care about six months ago and ended up footing a bill for almost $400 to have been shot in the ass and giving a 'script?
t /lame-ass attempt to cheer you up
ETA: t snuggles GC
Oh great, now you're going to scare Cash off, Kristin....
GC, keep an eye on your temperature. Seriously.
lame-ass attempt to cheer you up
It's not lame.
I can get a reimbursement from our flex spending so that shouldn't be an issue.
We gotta bed down the munchins then I'll see about urgent care.
Oh great, now you're going to scare Cash off, Kristin....
Crap! Not at all what I meant--I was trying to imply that she could not possibly be as lame as I was in that particular Urgent Care scenario. I mean...I paid $400 for someone to stick a giant needle in my tush. No, sorry, that's not true--THREE giant needles in my tush. To no real effect since I then got the meds and was doped up within a couple of hours.
I know what you mean! And I've never had a first post ever, anywhere. I can't believe I am enthused about such a silly thing. Especially since I've nevah been a numbers slut in the slightest.
No javachik, your enthusiasm is totally valid. I realized after I left to get the kids that it might have sounded like I was pooh-poohing it, and that's just wrong. I am just a bit glib sometimes. Sorry.
Crap! Not at all what I meant--I was trying to imply that she could not possibly be as lame as I was in that particular Urgent Care scenario. I mean...I paid $400 for someone to stick a giant needle in my tush. No, sorry, that's not true--THREE giant needles in my tush. To no real effect since I then got the meds and was doped up within a couple of hours.
Better your ass than mine!
I have two more things to whine about: My dumb ass brother just rang my cell (I didn't pick up - NO MORE DRAMA) and my bangs are too long to go straight down and too short to sweep to the side. Pity me.
In good news, it's Friday, there's only one more week of classes this quarter, and I found a perfect person to intern at my company.
Better your ass than mine!
Yeah, no more ass needles for me.
GC, I'm so sorry hon. But YAY Friday, at least!