Everybody dies, Tracey. Someone's carrying a bullet for you right now, doesn't even know it. The trick is to die of old age before it finds you.

Mal ,'The Message'


Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?  

[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.


Dana - Dec 17, 2010 2:31:31 pm PST #11242 of 30000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Urgent care could give you an inhaler thing for the shortness of breath.


Steph L. - Dec 17, 2010 2:33:05 pm PST #11243 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Urgent care could give you an inhaler thing for the shortness of breath.

I have a new one, from earlier this week. It's not really helping.


Vortex - Dec 17, 2010 2:50:23 pm PST #11244 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

So, I went to have my air filter changed and have a looksee on the car before I drove it to Richmond, and it turns out that my mechanic wants to change the transmission fluid. The transmission is sealed, so it's a process . As in, it needs to be there all damned day. And it's going to cost $200. Not insurmountable, but puts a kink in some plans.


beth b - Dec 17, 2010 2:51:25 pm PST #11245 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

if you are hearing anything in your lungs head to urgent care


Spidra Webster - Dec 17, 2010 2:57:25 pm PST #11246 of 30000
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

If you think you've got those symptoms, urgent care Steph.

You are in law school, and you are an adult. If you cannot advocate for yourself, then you will not be able to advocate for your client.

THIS THIS THIS

Well, that's that. I may have nothing more than regular headache and crappy feelings. Or it could be the beginning of my sister's flu. Since it's only 2 hours away from the party and I still can't tell, I'm calling it. Spent all this morning making cupcakes for nothing. *grump*


Glamcookie - Dec 17, 2010 3:29:58 pm PST #11247 of 30000
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Steph, take care of yourself, lady. No-pneumonia~ma to you.

Baby's party is tomorrow. Still have so much to do. Argh!


Cass - Dec 17, 2010 4:54:08 pm PST #11248 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I'm just completely gobsmacked that a parent would approach a college professor and ask this. For their adult child. It makes me sort of sick to my stomach.

How else are they supposed to grow up and become POTUS?


erin_obscure - Dec 17, 2010 5:06:16 pm PST #11249 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

Steph - did you a see a Dr today to get the Rx cough meds? Because they should have thoroughly checked you for pnuemonia while you were in the office and not let you off with just couch meds if you showed decreased lung function or low oxygen saturation.

I say this because after getting badgered by 3 coworkers all laid up at home with severe step throat (apparently it's been "going around" like every other illness known to man that enters the secure, air-locked front door of our workplace) to make sure it isn't strep before patiently waiting out the rest of the misery. I did score prescription cough syrup (w/ codeine! watch me sleep tonight!) and prescription daytime cough pills.

Seriously folks, if you want the big-girl meds just tell the Dr you work for 911. They seem pretty eager to whip out the codeine when emergency services might be delayed by a wracking cough.

eta: i went to the Dr today. and the pharmacy. i think that part got ommited from my compound sentence there. might be time for another dose of vitamin I


Cashmere - Dec 17, 2010 5:12:40 pm PST #11250 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.

How else are they supposed to grow up and become POTUS?

I guess it just blows my mind. I'd heard tales of helicopter parents but I wanted to think they'd be relegated to legend or myth. Like the Yeti. Or welfare queens or trickle-down economics. Now, here it is in real life and it's sort of gross.


Steph L. - Dec 17, 2010 5:23:17 pm PST #11251 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Steph - did you a see a Dr today to get the Rx cough meds?

No, I just called and the doctor called me back. When I talked to him, I told him my cough was more persistent, but that's all. And the reason for that is because it was early in the morning and I hadn't been moving around much and exerting myself yet. The whole realization of oh-my-god-my-lungs-hurt came after I went to CVS to get the prescription. Just that little bit whipped me good.

Believe me, if I had realized earlier that my lungs hurt, I would have told him. But, again, I have no fever, am not coughing up green junk (actually not coughing up anything), am not wheezing or making rattly sounds in my lungs. I have this barking cough, and my lungs hurt, and I'm breathing shallowly (but that might be because I'm trying to avoid deep breaths because I cough when I breathe deeply), and I'm exhausted and achy.

If it *is* pneumonia, it's not severe, and most likely not treatable with antibiotics (because of the lack of green snot or other proof of bacterial infection). So all I would do is treat the symptoms and keep an eye on it. Which I'm doing anyway.

But wow, I really want to feel better.