quester, health~ma for your sister.
'War Stories'
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.
Quester, ma for your sister, and continued back off my Jilli to 2011.
I just spent the last two hours on the floor after throwing my mid back out so badly that I couldn't even roll over onto my side. Two vicoden, 600 mg of ibuprofen, a heating and ice pad, some tiger balm, and half a Xanax later, and ND was finally able to get me on my feet and into bed. I really hope I wake up better because this sucks. I have never thrown my back out this badly not been in that amount of crippling pain.
That sucks, Pix; I'm sorry. Much back~ma to you.
And health~ma to quester's sister.
I'm sorry, Pix; back pain is pretty debilitating. I hope it heals quickly.
Much ~ma to your sister, Quester.
{{Anne}}
Yikes, Pix! Hope your back feels better after some rest.
~ma for your sister, quester.
Quick fix ~ma for quester's sister and Pix!
more coffee now
Pix, sending vibes for your back to ease up.
Pix, sending vibes for your back to ease up.
this.
Oh man, Pix, I hope you're feeling better now.
I do a variation of this every time I choke on something, it's "am I still breathing? yes, then I'm not gonna die...this time".
One of the weirdest sensations I ever experienced was when I had some dental work done and the spot where they did the novocaine injections also ended up numbing the area around my nose. I couldn't feel myself breathing and every few minutes I'd be all "holy crap, I'm not...oh wait, yes I am." Freak-y.