Thanks, Liese. Getting support here means a lot.
Mal ,'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
For sure. I'm glad the elk bugling in my yard woke me up! Well, through Seabiscuit.
But yeah, being in pain in the night is no fun but at least you're not whistling into a vacuum. You're not alone.
I'm sorry, Pix. I hope your Ob-Gyn can find a way to stop this from happening again.
Pix, I am so sorry. I hope you were able to get some sleep.
Pix,
man, I hope you get relief soon. As someone who once had to take vicodin AND advil for cramps, I can believe that you don't have anything more serious going on - despite all the pain.
Those little fucker female organs are a bitch.
{{Pix}} I hope you were able to get some sleep and that your doctor has a better solution.
Health ~ma going out to Dana's grandma. I'll leave the smiting of the doctors to others more eloquent.
Has anyone heard from Matt the Bruins Fan? I have been thinking about him a lot and don't know if he has internet yet.
Today is doctor day for me. A bunch of cardiac type checks. EKG, Echo, US, blood stuff. The only annoying part is no coffee or breakfast or anything until probably after noon. I would have slept in, but it didn't happen.
Matt posted in Natter yesterday.
((Pix))
Thanks, Tom. I'll drop him a note.
Aw, Pix, I'm so sorry you're going through this. I really hope your OB/GYN can find a solution.
Pix, honey, that is awful. Take it as easy as you can, and I'm glad you're going to see the doctor.
My dear and darling father, when you call and ask, "Is this a good time to talk?" and I respond, "Actually, I have a nasty migraine," that doesn't mean "Sure, I can talk for fifteen minutes." That means "I am focusing on not barfing and keeping my brain from leaking out my skull and your voice is making all the hurty bits vibrate unpleasantly but ironically I can't even muster the words to tell you that I need to go so I'm just going to suffer."
I'm at work. We had a group meeting this morning. They are so non-feedbacky. They just sit there like sullen teenagers, for the most part. IDK. And any time I double check on something, someone gets pissy. But if I don't double check, shit gets forgotten. Oy.