Awesome bed. Although it should have Legolas in it to make it perfect.
Jayne (Husband): Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature. Mal (Wife): How can you say that? How can you shame me in front of new people? Jayne (Husband): If I could make you purtier, I would. Mal (Wife): You are not the man I met a year ago.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Cashmere - Aug 08, 2007 4:49:10 pm PDT #3488 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Atropa - Aug 08, 2007 4:52:57 pm PDT #3489 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
paperdol, the goodie bags for your reading sound so nifty! I wish I could be there for it.
§ ita § - Aug 08, 2007 5:24:02 pm PDT #3490 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Go, Jilli! It's your GothDay!
I am home. I have no idea when I stopped posting this morning. My sense of time is shot all to hell.
The psychiatrist came back to visit me, and asked if everything went okay. He says he tried his best to raise holy hell after the first visit, and I gotta say--didn't Patient Relations come in right afterwards? And then I started getting doctors?
I had more fights for pain meds--a neuro guy came in and played Bad Addiction Cop. I hate that shit. I get it. The the pain medicine guy came in playing Narcotic Santa Claus, and seemed quite sad that I had been rationing meds.
Which is weird, really, but I figured the amount of meds I was to take would vary depend on when I was leaving (am I going to try to go into work, yadda yadda).
So I doped myself up a few more times, called work, got distracted by a nurse and a call saying my ride was coming by (thanks for the offer, Polgara! LAistas=kind), and probably weirded the hell out of my coworker.
I dressed in the rest of the clothes Kat brought (I'm pretty sure I'm wearing a camo turtle right now, but it's hard to tell from up here) and a very nice nurse let me escape without waiting for a wheelchair.
I got out of the car at home and broke down which got me Stern But Kindly Cop from my ride as he performed his all-too-expert put-ita-to-bed routine. He wouldn't leave until I pretended to sleep, and with the amount of dilaudid still sloshing around in me, I couldn't pretend to sleep without falling asleep.
Woke up later that day (this day??) to text messages about my family's arrival or krav people checking to see if I was alive. Had a massive headache probably related to bounceback or withdrawal, so I took some home-strength painkillers and went back to bed.
And then woke up.
Hallo!
paperdol, you do know I have a couple industry-ish players and a couple people who like you that might want to come to your book party, right?
Tom Scola - Aug 08, 2007 5:27:06 pm PDT #3491 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
I am home.
Yay!
this day??
Yes, it's still today.
Atropa - Aug 08, 2007 5:31:39 pm PDT #3492 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
I am home.
Oh thank goodness.
Lee - Aug 08, 2007 5:42:03 pm PDT #3493 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
YAY Home.
§ ita § - Aug 08, 2007 5:44:31 pm PDT #3494 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
YAY Home.
Thing is, the hospital room had this big long boom coming from over the head of the bed. At the end of the boom was a plasma screen and a keyboard and a phone handset.
I need one of those for home. It was TV and internet browser and VOIP phone adjustable to about any position. I was so distracted by that that I forgot to play with adjusting my bed.
Jesse - Aug 08, 2007 5:45:32 pm PDT #3495 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I am super glad ita is home.
And excited for Emily and Jilli's various potentially terrifying opportunities!
Finally, I am glad I am home from my work event. It was a hell of a day in the NYC. The event was great, but man.
ChiKat - Aug 08, 2007 6:01:18 pm PDT #3496 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Yay, home! ita, I'm so glad you're home and in less pain.
JZ - Aug 08, 2007 6:06:55 pm PDT #3497 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I'm so glad you're home, ita. Mind, I'm still giving the long-distance stinkeye to about half the hospital staff (especially Bad Addiction Cop, who can most seriously fuck off).
You totally should have snuck the plasma screen out as compensation for all the indignities. How, I'm not sure. If it folded down the middle, you could wrap it up in your cherry pj's, but that's probably not an option.