Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
[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.
I'd think an MRI would be in order, Teppy, in order to see what the hell's going on back there. I hope you can find out soon. Glad the pains a little better.
I guess. It's just that the pain is better today, and everything I read on the Interpipes (because you can always trust everything you read on the Internet) said that, for the vast majority of patients with piriformis syndrome/sciatica, it's going to get better with time. The catch is that sometimes "with time" means "with A LOT of time."
So, since the pain is better today, now I'm second-guessing myself, wondering if an MRI would be premature, if maybe I'm on the front edge of recovery.
And I know there's no way to know if I'm on the front edge of recovery or if this is just a momentary break in the pain.
And mostly I don't want to jump through the hoops required to get ahold of a doctor to obtain pre-authorization for an MRI, then get the MRI scheduled/performed, then get a doctor's appointment to have them read the MRI, etc., etc.
So I'm trying to get ahold of my doctor to see what he thinks I should do.
Oh Aimee, I hope you are upright and okay today. Falling bad. Aimee pretty.
Steph, getting an MRI sounds like a giant pain (no pun intended) but when it's done, you'll know...ya know? Sometimes the best thing for speeding healing is info.
Teppy, I hate to be negative, but it could just be that the meds are really kicking in today. So, I really think it would be better for you to find out what is wrong. Although, I really do hope that it is something minor and it will go away on its own.
Cashmere, I'd go for the Brother, actually. Their quality is going to be similar, and the Brother actually has a few more toys--including the twin needle, which is actually wicked cool.
Steph, getting an MRI sounds like a giant pain (no pun intended) but when it's done, you'll know...ya know? Sometimes the best thing for speeding healing is info.
Yeah, but -- I know I said this already -- maybe my back pain just needed a little more time to start to heal, and that's happening now.
Er, what I mean by that is -- if it's improving, I think that getting an MRI might be overkill.
Plus, like I said above, there's the whole jumping-through-hoops aspect of getting ahold of a doctor to get authorization to get an MRI, then going and having the MRI done, and then getting back with the doctor to have him look at the MRI. Honestly? With all the red tape and phone calls back and forth that that's going to involve, it's going to take several days. That's just how health insurance works, which sucks, but it's a bureaucracy.
So while several days pass for the whole MRI-approval-appointment-etc. process, my back could be (and seems to be) getting better. And if it's getting better, the MRI isn't necessary.
Teppy, I hate to be negative, but it could just be that the meds are really kicking in today.
How is that negative? It's *good* that the meds are kicking in.
Yeah. I get that. Goodness knows, I'm not practicing what I preach on that front so...I'm with ya. Whatever it takes to feel/be better.
How is that negative? It's *good* that the meds are kicking in.
I just meant that it may not mean that your back is really better.
Thanks for the input, vw! I've been thinking about this for a while. I have to hem a lot of my pants and it would be nice to be able to do it on a machine, rather than by hand. Not to mention doing some crafty stuff for the kids.
Oh, yeah! Absolutely! I definitely approve :).
Shit. Just got my first Christmas card...the first of many that will say things like, "We've sure heard a lot about [CBD] and can't wait to meet him." I guess I need to do a better job of making sure my extended family knows that we're no longer dating, but I just don't have the energy. I had kind of hoped my parents had told some of them.
It's hard, because it's an expectation thing. My family--especially my extended family--thinks that I would be happier if I were married and having five million children. And that was closest I've been in over 10 years. This is stupid, but I just feel like I've let them all down.
Ugh. I need to go do something productive and quit whining. Also, I wish this stupid knot in my stomach would go away.
Had to share an incident from the show this weekend. This is the from the house managers report.
I held the house a bit longer because I had a customer who bought tickets over the internet for tonight's performance. She had tickets for A Christmas Carol, just the wrong theater. Her tickets read Anthens Theater in Chicago. I went ahead and sat her then at intermission she paid $270 for 4 seats.
um. Chicago. Dallas. Poor lady paid doubly for the show. Something tells me she won't be able to get a refund on her Chicago tickets.