I somehow feel that it's good the work it being done by someone who loves the theater.
That's exactly how I feel. Whenever I went anywhere in the building, I was usually running my hand along the wall.
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I somehow feel that it's good the work it being done by someone who loves the theater.
That's exactly how I feel. Whenever I went anywhere in the building, I was usually running my hand along the wall.
I burst into tears. I didn't mean to.
Hands up if you've done that in a doctor's office before.
<hand goes up> On the upside, the doctor wrote me what may have been the fastest script for Xanax ever penned.
I'm really seeing the best in town and he's retiring this year (after 30 years) so if there's anyone I want to doing a procedure with internal cauterization he's the one.
I don't think that the other more invasive procedure is really on the table as a current option. It's pretty major surgery and so I'm okay with it being a last resort.
The way I feel right now is, I've given up caffeine and soft drinks, I'm going to have this cauterization done, and so I'm doing what I can to reduce my chances of getting UTIs. So after the procedure I'll wait and see, but if I keep getting them and there's a chance this much more invasive surgery will really work then I'll pursue that option.
On the upside, the doctor wrote me what may have been the fastest script for Xanax ever penned.
I'm currently going off not one, but TWO (2!) antidepressants at the same time.
I have officially entered the phase where I am LOSING MY FUCKING MIND. All I want to do is sleep (seriously; we were closed because of snow today, and I slept for 13 hours), and when I'm awake I just cry.
LOSING MY FUCKING MIND. I would be glad for some Xanax, I tell you what.
I have the world's most patient boyfriend EVER.
(Hand goes up) It's totally your call, askye, and obviously the wait and see approach hasn't been successful. But don't feel badly about the tears--I did that myself not long ago.
Whenever I went anywhere in the building, I was usually running my hand along the wall.
Like River inside Serenity. (((Sean)))
I'm sorry, Steph. That sound rough. I hope transitioning off the antidepressants is over soon.
~ma for Connie, TCG's step-grandmother, askye, and Teppy.
Hugs all around, for them as wants 'em.
Nora, I think you and smonster are amazing for putting feet to the words "rebuilding New Orleans".
Ugh Steph, that sucks.
we have cleared out our living room in preparation for the hard wood floor installation tomorrow- kinda scary!
Update, it looks like TCG's step-grandmother is getting a pace-maker put in tomorrow because they think that will keep her from passing out/falling again.