Good that it is something treatable, Amy. No doubt I would be cranky too.
Instead, she got to live on her own to the end, relatively pain free and enjoying life.
Yes, this is the best we can hope for. I'm glad she was able to be surrounded by loved ones.
I'm looking forward to the March here later today. The turnouts at the earlier events have been incredible.
DW is driving me crazy. She wants me to get her new website up quickly, but she keeps changing what she wants.
I got one of those emails from Tumblr saying that I'd reblogged something from a Russian-linked account. Okay. How do I have any hope of finding what it was? My reblog on my Tumblr page includes the person I reblogged it from, but not the original poster. Is there any way to find those, other than opening up each reblog and looking at the notes?
I got one of those emails from Tumblr saying that I'd reblogged something from a Russian-linked account. Okay. How do I have any hope of finding what it was? My reblog on my Tumblr page includes the person I reblogged it from, but not the original poster. Is there any way to find those, other than opening up each reblog and looking at the notes?
I got one of those emails, too, and I can't figure out how to find the Russians either.
Find the Russians! A great new game for the whole family! Perfect retro fun, ask Grandpa about those wacky Cold War shenanigans!
I just want to note that an ingrown toenail hurts WAY out of proportion to its size. Also, there is apparently no such thing as "toe morphine," which is bullshit.
In your shoes, Steph, I would try Oragel or some such. Just because it is labeled for oral use does not mean it won't help your toe.
Gud, that is enough to make anyone grit their teeth. Or Cuss.
They don't tell you which post? Not so helpful.
That is a lot, Amy. Hope the gall bladder removal is easy and effective!
I went to bed early and still slept til 11. muscles are sore from gym and head is aching from allergies.
I am going to do some cleaning in the garage though, so the day will not be a waste.
hugs to you, scrappy.
glad it is something fixable, Amy.