It's percent volume, and it could be high because you have more red blood cells or because you have less plasma.
Thanks, -t, that makes sense, then, that both dehydration and hypoxia can cause it. Not sure which one it is for me, but I think I'll start drinking more plain water.
My shoulder feels like I'm being stabbed repeatedly. What is my life?
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Nope, still hating everything.
My cupcakes look better in the light of day, so I'm not actually ashamed to bring them to work. That is something!
Sitting with Sara in grumpy corner.
Not only do I not remember verse, I don't even remember for sure if I have read something. The upside is when I re-read it is all brand new.
Too much work to do. Maybe I should look into this buying lottery ticket thing I have heard about.
I feel like I have been punched in the face. Sinuses, I presume. Also, broke my towel rack and my bathroom falling apart feels like my life is falling apart, highlighting that I do not have much of a life and it is held together with chewing gum.
On the upside, I have a Panera souffle and it is delish, and coffee cake for later.
Rose was up, crying, at 2am last night. When I went into her room, she said, "Mama, I don't like hedgehogs and squirrels."
Poor kiddo must have had a bad dream, but I confess it took some self-restraint not to laugh at that.
When I went into her room, she said, "Mama, I don't like hedgehogs and squirrels."
I'm with her in the anti-squirrel corner.
While I love poetry, I'm not at all good at memorizing it unless it's set to music. I can heavily quote most musicals once I get into them.
Rose was up, crying, at 2am last night. When I went into her room, she said, "Mama, I don't like hedgehogs and squirrels."
This sounds very upsetting to both of you!