When ND was at the height of the acute necrotizing pancreatitis, he was screaming and had sweat through all of his clothes. Screaming. From a man who never even admits he's in pain. It was the most hideous thing I've been through as a partner--seeing someone I love so much in so much pain and being so completely helpless.

I'm so sorry that that type of pain is something you go through on a regular basis, ita. My heart hurts for you. I just want to find a magic cure so you never have to feel that kind of pain again.

What Pix said.

One of the stupid parts of migraine pain (or that being over the horizon) is that screaming is a feedback loop. It's very tempting and also repulsive. Quiet sobbing, punching the wall, breaking things, holding sharp things tightly--those are the only remediation options I currently have.

What I hate hate hate is not being able to talk without crying. Like, I can hold it together if I sit and stare, and then a person says anything and my throat closes and I sob and can't speak and feel like a moron even though it's an ER and collapsing people is what they do, and I have never screamed or flinched from anything other than touching my face, head, or shoulder. Stab me again with your needles medical people!

I am upset that any of us have any calibration. I am also upset that I'm supposed to have muscle relaxants around here and have no idea where...

Man, my boss said "Hey, can you print out PDFs of these and send them out for the meeting in 15 minutes and also work out how to record the audio of the meeting too?" Uh, no? I can do one or the other, maybe, if you hang up right now. But if you keep talking, I can do maybe one (and given that we use PDF Creator which has *never* not thrown an error (just usually also throws a PDF, BUT NOT TODAY) maybe not even one).

We started the meeting in front of the executives looking so disorganised, and ack.

First day on new role and I'm already planning trips to New York, San Francisco/Mountain View, and Toronto.

Breaking my arm a little over a year ago-- that took Percocet to take down but even when I had to manipulate it for x-rays it was never worse than a 7. Something about headaches have a worse character than any internal injury, IMO.

My worst pain was probably when I had my cast off after ankle surgery, and they had to bend the ankle for the first time to start to restore mobility.

Or dry socket from wisdom tooth removal.

I am a big ole baby and have zip for pain tolerance. The pain after foot surgery was bad, but not like labor. The only reason I did childbirth natural a couple times is that I am more afraid of needles than pain. With zero pain tolerance.

I am extraordinarily grateful that I have no chronic pain at all and rarely have any kind of pain other than stubbing a toe. The distribution of pain among the humans clearly isn't even at all.

Watching loved ones in pain and the helplessness associated is horrible.

ita !, may there be real and effective remediation options soon. Permanent options would be the best.

Nice, shrift!!!

Yeah, the broken arm was about a 5/6. And I have never screamed, although I have moaned and cried. I have a high pain tolerance, but I don't LIKE pain.

ita !, I wish so much there was a magic spell I could offer you to make this all go away. I feel for you so much.

Bon, your arm break was that long ago? Christ, how slowly are we watching SuperWire? Uh, don't answer. But we might need to do that again sometime, you know, this year.

Teeth pain has never been my worst pain problem. Not sure why. It takes a lot to make me numb (my pain medication tolerance is a good 30 odd years old), but when I gave up on being numb I sat through a few fillings. However, I've never had much long term dental pain, and I think that's an important component of headaches--you can't see out of them (well, I can't). Whereas a filling has boundaries--if I needed a root canal and didn't even have a dentist's appointment yet, that psychological component would be back in play.

Watching loved ones in pain and the helplessness associated is horrible

I sent my mother a random "thank dog you don't have cancer anymore!" email yesterday because I was feeling so sorry for myself. Good christ.

Whoever was in the room next to me had their first needles ever. It wasn't until the dilaudid kicked in that I started to wonder if they had been vaccinated then. They were accompanied by a pregnant woman who walked a few rooms over during the portable X-Rays and I was wondering "is that your mum? Is the bun in her oven not going to be vaccinated either?"

I love hypothesising on no evidence.

I got a Web Sheriff email today asking me to remove barefoot Rafael Verga from provocateuse. That is my first takedown request, and I still have more "put me up" requests than "take me down" but as soon as I realised it wasn't spam, boom, he's gone. I don't have a leg to stand on, so to not actually pun.

I wonder if I can tumblr him, though. Do you think rights protectors mind that, or is it probably the presence of google ads that means they need to lock rights down? I'd guess the former is exposure, the latter is siphoning.

I have a colleague here who refuses to use pain meds during dentistry. I looked at her like she said she was in the Church of Scientology. She saw the look on my face and just mentioned that she has a dentist who understands and works VERY CAREFULLY in her mouth.

I'm sorry, but give me fucking pain meds. I would take pain meds for annual gyno exam if they offered. But dentistry? Oh hell yes.