That's excellent.

Here is an article with more of the MLPs.

And, holy damn, I need so many of the shirts on that site. I don't even wear t-shirts anymore, really, but I might have to start again.

Is Flexoril an opiod?

Like smonster said, it's a muscle relaxant, not a painkiller of any class (NSAID, opioid, etc.). And it does fuck-all for my hip. I feel betrayed. It used to work SO WELL.

Also, Sophia, I have HUGE issues with medical professionals who refuse to adequately medicate their patients. This isn't the Middle Ages; we have more than leeches and Advil available to us. If flexiril helps you, and your doctor is a douche who refuses to actually provide medical care to you (because refusing to adequately medicate you based on your symptoms IS refusing to provide medical care; make no mistake), then DTMFA and get a doctor who actually provides medical care to you. There is NO REASON for you to live in pain. None.

Ok, on the pain tip--if the foam roller isn't enough but a tennis ball is too much, what do I do? Which is to say, "ow, sciatic nerve!"

Also, I have bucket loads of flexeril, because for a while I had a monthly prescription for 30. I eventually stopped filling it because I didn't use anywhere near that number (because it makes me so woozy the next day). It does often help my headaches, because when I get a headache all my other muscles tense up.

Can you get a squishier ball? Like a nerf ball?

And, holy damn, I need so many of the shirts on that site. I don't even wear t-shirts anymore, really, but I might have to start again.

Great site! JZ, are you still up for doing some internet personal shopping?

Man, I am hoping it's the heat sapping all my energy away. I've gotten a couple of good nights' sleep in a row, am eating tons of protein thanks to Atkins, and am taking a multivitamin—by all rights I should be bouncing off the walls. Instead, walking a mile and a third zombified me, even after a cold shower and cup of coffee.

Ok, on the pain tip--if the foam roller isn't enough but a tennis ball is too much, what do I do? Which is to say, "ow, sciatic nerve!"

We used to use foam balls and soft rubber balls (like those red, white & blue striped ones we had as kids) in theatre school. I think we used the foam balls on our jaws. So much drool.

Does DTMFA stand for Dump The Mother Fucking Asshole?

I am not allowed to buy any more T shirts until I'm up to date on my cufflinks.

The other people on this conference call are being really quiet. I hope they don't think that *I* am going to have all the answers after this knowledge transfer. I'm not here to catch the know--I'm here to verify they are. But when I ask yes/no questions, everyone stays mum.

I don't understand how that's not professionally embarrassing. Like, seriously, say no. Even "I don't know" so that I'm sure you're alive and we don't have to hire a replacement.

Random question for meat-eaters: enchiladas with carnitas and sweet potatoes sounds delicious, right?

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Also, Sophia, I have HUGE issues with medical professionals who refuse to adequately medicate their patients. This isn't the Middle Ages; we have more than leeches and Advil available to us.

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