I would have tried this yesterday, but sadly(?) there was no tornado so no evacuation.
Still, I’m really aggravated about this ankle. I can’t keep up with my 18-month old daughter. She has really fucking stubby legs and she can walk faster than I can. Plus, my ankle hurts (forgot to take my Ibuprofen) and it’s now really swollen because I also forgot to put on my compression wrap. My entire leg is purple. And goddammit, I’m tired of explaining why I’m limping.
I see how it works…
Only once a year I can count on you to go over and above the few chores you have. You came home and did the dishes without bitching. You organized a cupboard. Once we go buy some tubs, you state you’re going to organize the linen closet.
Thanks, I guess?
Tomorrow I am supposed to go in office so you and your bestie can do something fabulous for my bday. I don’t want to go in office, a good bday would mean me, in my jammies, working from the comfort of the couch. Not downtown with the ninnies.
It’s a good thing I love you, Kid.
I’m sick. 101.5 degree fever yesterday, massive achiness, tossed and turned all night. I would get the shivers because I felt cold, but since the cold isn’t REAL, as soon as I bundled up I would get overheated.
Then at about six this morning, I suddenly knew it was time to go throw up. I made it to the bathroom and hurled with such force that I burst a bunch of capillaries in my forehead. I now look like my forehead is speckled with maroon freckles. And I’m supposed to be shooting a commercial tomorrow and I have no idea if my new look will be gone by then. Hope there’ll be a makeup artist on the set.
Once I vomited with such force that I burst capillaries on my ears. You can imagine what my face looked like after that one. Heck, a decent gag is enough for me to pop a few capillaries.
Yikes. Please tell us that you didn’t sample a bite of the product you’re doing the commercial for. 
Also, I’m calling sneak-bragging on the commercial. But seriously, good luck, and let us know how it goes.
Is your daughter old/developed enough to play a game with Mommy? Something along the lines of “We’re kitties today, so we only go around on our hands and knees.”
Oh, believe me, there’s no bragging to be done. It’s not a paid gig – I’m just helping out an Art Institute student with a class project.
Why is it that vicodin can tame the pain from my tooth extraction and can make me feel pleasantly loopy but can’t even put a dent in my cramps? That’s just not fair.
Headache, go away! It’s Tuesday night. You’ve been hanging around since Saturday. Pain meds dull you, but I can tell you’re still there. You’re annoying, and not bad enough to take a day off work. So, get worse, or go away.
At least it works on SOMETHING for you. I’ve been prescribed Vicodin by my dentist several times and it never helps the pain at ALL – it just makes me nauseated and swimmy in the head. I watch House popping them like M&Ms and it just makes me cringe.
Yeah, Vicodin doesn’t do all that much for me. However, it is the Drug du Jour, so it is difficult to get anything else.
Last summer when I ripped up my right arm and shoulder, the offered me Vicodin. I tried to ask for something else, but the urgent care doctor went off about me seeking stronger drugs and threatened to give me nothing at all. I tried again to explain that I didn’t want stronger, I just wanted different, but she was too much of an asshole to listen.
In January when I injured my hip, they gave me Diclofenac and a small number of Tylenol-3’s. Worked a lot better. Hell, keep everything else and give me those Tylenol-3’s!!! (But no, Codeine is evil and highly controlled, can’t have that!)
Vicodin and Percocet both work great for me and I actually like the swimmy head feeling. I only take them when I am positive there will be no driving involved. The rest of the time, I suffer with Motrin that only takes the edge off the pain.
Tylenol 3 does nothing at all for me.
I used to be the same way. My doctor retaliated by giving me a stronger prescription for it. NOW it knocks out the pain…and knocks me out, too. If I’m asleep, there’s no swimmy feeling or nausea.
When I had a tooth extracted earlier this year the dentist gave me Vicodin for the pain, and while it did help it didn’t make me at all “loopy”. Today I had a root canal and the endodontist gave me Tramadol, mentioning that she didn’t want want to give me anything with codeine. So far what it’s mostly done is take the edge off the pain, reducing it to a dull ache.
Or it could be increasing deafness. One of my cats got very clingy as his ability to process the sound signals of his home and family lessened. We both adjusted and it got better.
I’ve been on hold for half an hour with Time Warner, and all I want is to pay my fucking bill. Live chat?
PayPal is evil. EVIL, I tells ya! What’s more, even when I want an item so badly that I’m willing to use its evilness, it gets amnesia and says that it doesn’t know me. Yeah? YEAH? It knew me well enough to be able to transfer funds a few months ago!
Fucking PayPal.
Good luck with that…I’ve been trying to convince them to remove my dead father’s name from my account since 2005. During the latest attempt, I was told that they would essentially have to shut down the account, and that I would be without cable and internet for up to three days. (For what it’s worth, this account has been paid from my checking account since 2000.)
Why change it? My grandfather has been dead since the 1970s and yet his name is still on the utilities. It’s quite useful: outside of the bills themselves, any mail for “William” gets trashed unread.
Maybe you can make your life a little easier if you just change your own name.
Sigmagirl, see if you can suggest that they get themselves a call-back function in their hold queue.