'Dirty Girls'
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.
I don't say it enough, but I highly appreciate all the good wishes of the buffistas.
They are continuous, of course.
So, I was just wondering why the fuck I was still up watching SNL when it's not even funny, when: bonus Justin Timberlake! Good times. Now I can go to bed.
I'm not particularly needle squeamish, which is a good thing given the current conversation.
I'm trying to decide if I'm awake enough to put in hair color right now, or if I'd rather a) go to bed or b) watch a movie.
DUDE! I should be in bed. poop.
It's late msbelle, you should be in bed.
What? That didn't help?
ppffffbbbttt. I was in the middle of uploading pictures. NOW I go to bed.
I'm not especially needle squeamish, which is good because I got to the point where I could do my twice daily IM injections to myself. Not well and it was agonizing to watch because I didn't really believe in the jab and I would insert the needle at what can only be described as a incredibly painfully slow rate.
I think pregnancy (and not even my crazy pregnancy) would force most people to deal with their needle squeamishness.
I think it will soon be time for me to deal with my random holes in the body squeamishness and get trained on Grace's trache care and her G-tube care so that we can take her out at some point.
I so know who to call when and if we decide to do any home improvement around here.
Advice is free. However, now I has no brane. It is possible that home improvement might lead to leaking IQ points. Or is that just being tired?
Kat wouldn't let me administer her IM meds. I'd totally have been fast and gentle.
Tonight is another insomnia night, I fear. Melatonin ain't it.
I feared your obviously glee, ita, at the idea of sticking me.
Man. I hated those shots.
I may have all kinds of physical woes, but small veins aren't one of them.
Unfortunately, haven't passed the blood iron test for donation for a couple years now. But then I find the finger-poke for the drop of blood to be more traumatic than the phlebotomy itself.
One way to get through needle-sticks is to bite down on a finger -- I find that the mild pain distracts one wonderfully or possibly sets up some feedback to confuse the brain's pain receptors. It's too bad you can't do that for novacaine injections at the dentist's.