In the meantime, I gave my mom a gift certificate for massage 3 years ago (she has fibromyalgia and massage would be great for her). Due to her Catholic and other issues, she hasn't used it. So I'mma make an appt with that sucker. So at least if she catalyzed today's suckiness, she can help make it better. Even though she won't know that.
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.
Nice, Spidra. It all comes around...
Oooh, a massage . . .
Did she ever sit on a knife that stuck out of her ass cheek?
Dammit, Hec, I resemble that remark. I will never live that down, not in my family, nor, apparently, on the intertubes.
Sean, Spidra, I have been there, done that with the depresso tunnel-of-doom (and probably will again.) I have to say, it keeps happening, but at least it gets shorter.
Here is my mantra, from the crankiest depresso bitch in the world:
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
Dotty Parker
I'm back home from the doctor.
So I am renting-to-own through my insurance company a Respironics® BiPAP® AVAPS® Noninvasive Ventilator. With added humdifier base. Final cost, before my insurance company will be about $7000. After insurance? Who can tell right now? We'll see.
Apparently it's a CPAP on steroids. It has a memory card and everything.
Oh, and a 10 inch wedge for my bed.
Yeah, C/BPAPs ain't cheap. And be careful of your mask, because they can be pricy to replace if your insurance doesn't have a deal for one free mask a year.
Spidra, I see you, but I have been bad about responding to people lately.
I bet the Germans have emoticons for those feelings.
Yeah, but they'd just be three or four separate emoticons joined together.
I find my reaction to almost everything is covered by @@.
I've found that applies to emus too.
People, please remind me that, next time I buy a large piece of furniture, I should pay the extra to have people assemble it. I take way too much pride in "I can figure out all the symbols and instructions that confuse other people, and I know how to use tools," and it makes me think that hiring people to assemble things is like saying that I can't do it. I can do it, but I'm still in pain two days later, and it's really not worth it. I really need to get over these issues -- I have no problem with hiring people to just lift and move things, but when it comes to assembling things, my pride gets in the way.