Willow ,'Potential'
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.
Belgian waffles:
In shallow fashion news, I've already picked out my dress for the krav holiday party. Crochet-like over beige, slinky and quite sexy.
Occurs to me I may have a work holiday party to attend. Whoops. No slink and no sex there. Maybe a vintage thing.
Okay, go pain go.
I'm sorry ita. Next time call us!
Grace is sooo purty! I would be covering her in kisses if she were my baby. Then again, that's what I do with my own two.
I'm silly, Burrell. People are wonderful, and I appreciate it, but in some ways company makes it worse because I get so self-conscious. I don't even really like asking it of my regular ride, except he knows the drill cold and he's one of the few people whose hand I can usefully hold.
They were going to go to my neck or foot next if they hadn't got that last IV in. Ick.
I'm calm, no panic attack, but the pain (v bad) isn't resolving like it should. I fear the tolerance has been reached.
but in some ways company makes it worse because I get so self-conscious.
Fair enough, but the offer is there if you ever need it.
When your DH so kindly took me to the ER that one time so long ago i fought the morphine so hard I was yelling with the effort. Like he would care. Problem is, I did.
Speaking of drugs and, well, speaking, my current at home narcotic makes me funnier. In a brash and confrontational way. I had a newly-met guy so turned about at the wedding Sunday that he felt pressed to inform me I was both sexy and funny. I couldn't tell him it was all a lie. Besides, I really did want to beat him up for the sheer fun of it.
Okay pain abating. Just not fast enough. I wish they'd have given me the whole cocktail.
And I wish I'd had dinner.
Yeah DH wouldn't care, but that's not the point. Well I hope you get some relief and some rest.
I suspect I'm marvellously lucky to have the friends I do. But I refuse to give them back, even if I don't quite know how to appreciate them right.
he felt pressed to inform me I was both sexy and funny. I couldn't tell him it was all a lie.It's not a lie. You are both sexy and funny.
Besides, I really did want to beat him up for the sheer fun of it.But I believe this too.
I am a woman of facets. One of those is drug tolerance. Which is why you gotta give me the dosage in my file! I'm still here, and if I hadn't started a discussion with the doc we might not have worked out why my pain hadn't diminished significantly. 6, for future reference, != 2.
I'm going to sleepwalk through tomorrow. Shit.