Ginger I'm so glad about your results. Sorry about the broken ribs.
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I'm not really sorry about the broken ribs, in the sense that I now have an explanation and knowledge that broken ribs heal. Before it was just freaky pain.
Scan shows progress! Yay!
Yay Yay Yay!
Broken ribs less yay. But still, now you know why it hurts and you've got drugs
Oh good grief, Ginger--broken ribs? No wonder you were hurting. Also, you are a champion stoic--you win the stoic sweepstakes. Now surrender the crown and *complain* when there's pain. But most of all, WooHOo, good scan!!
Kate, that's a beautiful baby girl (thanks for the Flickr pics), and her dad's pretty cute too. Her mom has always been beautiful, and still is.
It's 61 degrees today, sunny, with projected high of 69, low of 51, and high of 71 tomorrow. Ahhhh.
My envy of the Pacific Northwesterners knows no bounds. It's creeping towards 90 here.
Good news on the scan, Ginger. NSM on the ribs, but at least that's something easily dealt with.
Awesome news, Ginger! Now load up on the pain killers.
Stephanie, it is sad but also completely understandable.
It's not as hot here as weather.com was predicting yesterday. It's around 89. Hot, but not as hot as the mid 90s that were projected.
Ginger, clearly you Gould move to PNW! Also, yay scans, boo ribs, yay explanation and prescription!
Stephanie, that's very sad! Is it because he's a guy flirting with you, or is there more to it (gut feeling, the face that it's at work, he reminds you of someone, etc)?
Ginger, what wonderful news...and not so wonderful news. Yay for progress and may the broken ribs be the worst of it on your road to recovery.
Happy Solstice everyone. Blessings on all your houses.
Tomorrow, it will be six months since Bartleby died. My heart still aches all the time but Cagney is doing his best.
Right this minute, he is sleeping behind my in my office chair...right where Bartleby used to be. It's good for my heart.