Steph, I most certainly am.
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Congrats to Kansas.
GRONK!
So, S went in yesterday to have her labs taken in order to calculate her current MELD score and adjust her placement on the transplant list. Well, someone from the transplant team called half an hour ago to say her potassium is dangerously low. Now we are getting dressed to head in to the ER and have them fix that.
Yawn. Tired. Want to be in warm bed, not dressing for a day in the ER.
Jess, I will make my Scrabulous play when I get home.
There is too much gronk for me to adequately express the dismay in re: Aimee's boss, and S's newest trip to the ER. I hate that this is having to happen to either of you. So bestest new-job-finding~ma to Aimee, and health~ma to S.
{{{Sean and S}}}. Y'all need a break.
good luck to S
and I am singing the song of jobma~~ in Aimee's direction
Well she's ambulatory, and as much as we're not happy about a hospital visit, we're walking in, so it could be a LOT worse. But thanks gang. You're constantly reminding me why I love you guys.
{{{Sean and S}}} I'm so sorry. I hope the day at the ER is as painless as possible.
Aimee, your boss has the most frozen heart. Much job~ma to you.
I was so sleepy this morning, I neglected to put cream in my coffee. That is something of a problem. This is killing my stomach.
Best wishes to you and S, Sean. And did you do the gaming thing with the Michigan people? And pass on my effusive greetings?