Zen, our brains are often very much in synch.
Fire bad. Tree pretty.
Buffy ,'Chosen'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
Connie Neil - Sep 03, 2015 4:46:58 pm PDT #21432 of 30002
brillig
WindSparrow - Sep 04, 2015 5:54:23 am PDT #21433 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I'm glad you caught up with me in Fb last night, Maria.
sj - Sep 04, 2015 7:35:16 am PDT #21434 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Hil, feel better.
Ginger, feel better. Lots of lung~ma headed your way.
Maria, cat~ma. I'm sorry.
Daniel, tons of ~am to your mother.
Hil R. - Sep 04, 2015 4:39:09 pm PDT #21435 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I made it through today. Now I'm debating whether to take a painkiller. I'm hurting, but I think I can deal with it, and I'm running low on pills and haven't made an appointment to see a doctor here yet. (I was going to call and make an appointment during my lunch time today, but a student needed to talk to me.)
Hil R. - Sep 04, 2015 5:15:27 pm PDT #21436 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I went with half a Vicodin and three Advil. It's working well enough.
Ginger - Sep 04, 2015 5:44:01 pm PDT #21437 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I sat up most of last night because I had a sharp pain on one side every time I breathed in, except when I was sitting straight up. Kaiser didn't have any appointments available, and my oncologist told me to go to the emergency room.
I'm having a fluid buildup in my abdomen that's scheduled to be drained Wednesday, and it seemed to be a reasonable to suppose that the pain might be due to the mashup of fluid pressure and pneumonia. I think my oncologist and I both had the notion that a hospital would be able to drain that earlier and I'd feel better.
Instead I got a doctor who threw out unlikely scenarios like blood clots and got all kinds of tests and scans that showed the same thing as tests I already had at Kaiser. He contended that the shadows in my lungs that my doctor says are pneumonia were fluid that needed to be drained. He proposed a leisurely 4-5 days in the hospital treating me for one thing at a time and seeing what happened. None of that addressed the fact that IT HURTS WHEN I BREATHE. I left against medical advice. It seems, however, that lying on a supportive gurney for 6 hours helped the pain, which is much better.
It did make me realize that I need a better contingency plan for Mr Peabody.
DavidS - Sep 04, 2015 5:53:06 pm PDT #21438 of 30002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Shit, Ginger. Ugh.
Connie Neil - Sep 04, 2015 6:00:59 pm PDT #21439 of 30002
brillig
Hospitals over major holiday weekends are a bitch anyway. Of course it would be leisurely, the staff won't be there do be anything else.
Ginger - Sep 04, 2015 6:03:14 pm PDT #21440 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
The gurney made me want an adjustable mattress. I struggled last night with pillows in a vain attempt find a comfortable position.
Ginger - Sep 04, 2015 6:06:23 pm PDT #21441 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Connie, that's one of the many reasons I didn't want to stay in the hospital. I've known too many people who were kept in hospitals over the weekend for tests that somehow never happened until Monday.