I think the last time he grinned like that was when we were on a battlefield together.
Perfection.
Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins. Twenty years old. Born on the fourth of July — and don't think there weren't jokes about that my whole life, mister, 'cause there were. 'Who's our little patriot?' they'd say, when I was younger and therefore smaller and shorter than I am now.
Anya ,'Potential'
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.
WindSparrow - Jan 26, 2014 7:48:51 pm PST #8604 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.
Connie Neil - Jan 26, 2014 10:24:18 pm PST #8605 of 30002
brillig
So we're in the er at the moment. He spiked a fever, and 101 is an automatic "get your butt in there" number. The side effects begin.
Typo Boy - Jan 26, 2014 10:31:17 pm PST #8606 of 30002
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Oy Connie. {{Connie and DH, the two Vikings}}
omnis_audis - Jan 26, 2014 11:19:15 pm PST #8607 of 30002
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
{{{ The Vikings }}}
omnis_audis - Jan 26, 2014 11:32:38 pm PST #8608 of 30002
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
ION- I believe it's Laga's birthday. Let me be the first to wish you a Hippo Birdies, two ewes!!
Connie Neil - Jan 27, 2014 1:43:48 am PST #8609 of 30002
brillig
Update: we're home, about to go to bed. His immune system has crashed, they're not sure what's spiking the fever, said Tylenol and maybe anti-biotics. Wear the mask, avoid people, use the Purell. Four more months of treatments with incrementing reactions. I'll feel more sane with sleep. In to work for the second half of my shift.
WindSparrow - Jan 27, 2014 4:51:00 am PST #8610 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.
Oh, Connie. I hope work is a good distraction for you. Sending~ma for both of you.
Burrell - Jan 27, 2014 5:53:55 am PST #8611 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Oh Connie, sorry to hear you're in that zone. Might the fever be caused by his immune system reacting to the chemo? Whatever the cause, I hope it responds well to the tylenol. And that you both get some rest.
Steph L. - Jan 27, 2014 10:15:56 am PST #8612 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Connie, I have this image of your husband wearing a mask decorated to look like a snarling tiger, or a T. Rex about to chomp on a tasty critter. If I had any artistic ability, I'd decorate some and send them to you. (Although that might compromise them from an immune system standpoint -- being thoroughly manhandled by another person with germs of sketchy origin.)
You guys, all my motivation is gone today. Part of that is that I'm drugged up to my eyeballs with allergy meds, and part is...no motivation. Bleh. Need some.
Dana - Jan 27, 2014 10:22:24 am PST #8613 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
We're supposed to find out the results of the blood test that will determine whether my mother can have her surgery in a week. They were supposed to be in Friday and did not appear. My mother hasn't called me, and I'm not going to call and add to her stress about it, but damnit, waiting sucks.