'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
Is it stealing if you really, really NEED a cookie? (prepares to throw self on the mercy of the Buffistas)
And Steph, yes - do what you need to get through this procedure. And - in my experience - the anticipation? dread? is worse than the actual procedure. Get it done and once you find out what the problem is, you can make decisions based on actual information, rather than fear. (I would avoid the beer, though, until after the procedure.)
Odds are it's nothing serious
Which would make it me trying to justify my fat, which is just embarassing. But better, I suppose, than a gigantic cancerous tumor that's dissolving my insides.
I didn't say I hope it's an alien baby.
But if it is, can I have it?
TOTALLY!!!
But if it is, can I have it?
TOTALLY!!!
Awesome.
Aw, Tep. I'm sorry for the freakout. I think you should definitely pursue the taking of Ativan.
I'm glad you're getting this ultrasound taken care of today.
You are NOT to blame for your pain and abdominal weirdness.
You are NOT to blame for your pain and abdominal weirdness.
No, my blamey thing was for the potential result of "It's nothing; you're just OMG FAT HOW MUCH DO YOU WEIGH?" (like Fay's taxi driver). If my abdomen is disproportionately huge simply because I'm so fat, then that's my fault and I'll be horribly shamed.
It just makes no sense, because I've been working out SO hard for the past few months. But, whatever.
Sorry; I didn't mean to kill the thread with my endless boo-hooing and Stock Conversation #871 about weight.
I'm cool.
No, my blamey thing was for the potential result of "It's nothing; you're just OMG FAT HOW MUCH DO YOU WEIGH?" (like Fay's taxi driver). If my abdomen is disproportionately huge simply because I'm so fat, then that's my fault and I'll be horribly shamed.
Yeah, I know that feeling. But I think that your body is not functioning properly and you know that on some level. Believing that does not mean you're in fat denial. I'm sorry that you're afraid of being shamed, that's such a horrible feeling.
Steph, you're fine. Stop. That's what we're here for. Really.
Did you take an Ativan?
Sorry; I didn't mean to kill the thread with my endless boo-hooing and Stock Conversation #871 about weight.
Nah, it's good to vent, otherwise the anxiety demons will take over your brain even more!
What is PIV sex?
It took me a minute, because I kept seeing it as "point of view" sex.
Teppy, I hope it's something that's findable and fixable. You definitely want to drink the liquids, because otherwise they'll pump it in through a catheter. This happened to me once and I do not recommend it.
I have about 30 hours of work to finish before I leave for the F2F at this time tomorrow. How's that time machine coming, MM? Also, I had to scurry around yesterday, because Mr Peabody was going to stay with the woman who had fostered him, but she called to say that there was a hole in the fence that her pack of foster dogs had found, and she couldn't guarantee she'd be able to find it and fix it by today. Most boarding places wanted to "evaluate" Mr P and have a parent-teacher conference about his personality. I e-mailed a friend who's a part-time dog trainer to see if she had any ideas, and she offered to keep him. She is now my new hero.