Allyson, and any others feeling ill today, I hope you feel better soon! It is no fun being sick during the holidays.
Allyson, I hope you are able to see a doctor and are able to get something to calm your stomach. Throwing up is no fun (I detest it).
Allyson! How are you? I'm posting from the ER. Left home at 9. You do the math. Do feel better than I am! It's an order, and my Chrismukkah wish.
I don't know--isn't it supposed to be the season of giving? Because they certainly don't want to give me pain meds. At least they managed to page my my migraine specialist and he talked them into more than what they wanted to give me ("That's the equivalent of 45mg of morphine!"), but they're certainly laggy about increasing it.
I have a cannula. I'm willing to compromise. And I've certainly promised to not stop breathing, because I'm nothing if not reasonable. And it seems that I've just been admitted into hospital.
I'm going to pout now. It's not world-ending pain or anything. I just can't go into work on Wednesday with pain like over the past few days. So I should, responsibly (because I'm also nothing if not also), get this seen to. It's just for pain management, not another shot at the cure.
Blpppbt.
My sister is doing QA over my shoulder. Despite being 10mg in the dilaudid hole, it's for the best. She says hi, meara. And best wishes for Allyson's health improving, stat.
The rest of you don't exist. Sorry about that. I don't think it's your fault.
poor LA noodles. we are winding down from present overload.
Just woke up. Dizzy. Hungry. Want a gigantic pizza with light sauce and extry cheese...but know my stomach cant.
I had thawed out a chicken to make a chicken dinner with mashed potatoes and gravy...but I think that's not going to happen. I can barely stand up without getting horribky dizzy.
I've only had three smokes in 12 hours, so that's pretty good.
I want my mom to call me and tell me she misses me.
Feel better, ita. I hope the hospital gives you the meds you need, and I'm glad your sister is with you.
Feel better, ita. I hope the hospital gives you the meds you need, and I'm glad your sister is with you.
Poor ita! And what Kristin said.
I want my mom to call me and tell me she misses me.
I'm not your mom but I called you and left a message earlier, Allyson. You want I should bring you food and prezzies?
(Okay, it's just one present. But, you know, food is being offered as well.)
I really do need something to eat, lik maybe a bagel. Something bready.
Keep trying to get up to go to bean.
Don't go to bean, Allyson! You're ill. Rest.
Me, I'm being admitted. Happy happy joy joy. I've got some last-minute remote gift shopping to do while my sister is getting me a care package from home.