Hmmm, I think I prefer Jilli's fans to paperdol's. You know, if I'm given a choice.
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
did you threaten to kill someone with your pinky?
Quite explicitly not, since that's what the dustup in the ER this morning was started by--a patient threatening harm to someone not even there.
No, the psychiatrist came in because I'm on anti-depressants. I pointed out that one of them was prophylactic, for the migraines, and then he asked about my relationship status, and if I was straight, and how was my childhood, was I getting professional mental health help, and did I have a drug or alcohol problem.
Why, thanks! I did tell him I was considering a drug or alcohol problem since I couldn't get painkillers, and he laughed and left.
Now I'm supposed to sit tight and wait for Neurology and Pain Management.
Fuckers.
Was he at least very very cute?
Jay Thomas show. Sirius satellite radio.
I wasn't mentally prepared for someone to ask me how much internet porn is too much, and if I'm okay with actually talking to a person instead of typing to them.
ETA: I think it went well enough in that he said, "well, you sound like a normal person."
Matt
> I've yet to see better value from a hotel room than the one that gave me proof of an afterlife for $160/night.
Yeah, I need to know, where was this, Matt?
Heh. My guess when I read this was said hotel was a site for really really great sex, good enough to be taken as proof of the existence of a benevolent God.
I'll give him credit for comforting body language, but that's all.
I can't think of any new ways to tell them I've been here since 10:30 last night, and could have gone home at 7, but was told I should stick around and beat the headache completely. 7 hours ago.
Nurse just came in to give me a Depakote. I have Depakote in my damned purse. But she'd already taken it out of its packet, so I was going to pay for it anyway.
And lo! Patient Relations has arrived.
It's not pain meds or being discharged, but at least it's not someone coming in to see if I'm crazy.
IIRC, Jay Thomas is a boob. Always has been.
Patient relations? Gr. i'm so sorry, ita.
Finally. Pain guy. I gotta get offline. This is way too stressful. I don't normally do this bit myself, and it's weird to have to do my own talking.
Thank goodness. Make sure you give him all the possibly relevant information.