I finished from home the work I absolutely had to do today. I can get to the office early tomorrow to print out the handouts I need for tomorrow (I'm reusing stuff from a previous year, so no real prep needed), and everything else can wait. Blah. It's been a while since my ankle was this bad.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
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I'm sorry Hil. I'm glad you were able to work from home today.
I think that the social model of disability is a really useful construct, but it fails when it comes to chronic pain.
Thanks, sj.
It's pouring here again, which we need, but everything hurts. I'm lying in bed not sleeping waiting for my inlaws to arrive.
Yeah, rain sucks. I've been tracking my pain levels right next to where I'm tracking the weather, and I'm pretty sure it's not just my imagination -- I always have a ton of pain, especially in my ankle and hand, just before it rains.
Have ya ever felt invisible. I'm having one of those days.
I SEE YOU SUZI!
I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU!
Hi, Suzi! I'm sorry for all of the stress. ~ma headed your way.
Plei...really?
Thanks Jessica and Glam. Just wanna find a cave and sleep for the next week. Or shoot, the next month.