Then there's the upcoming surgery. I'm moving the week before, so I'll be coming home from the hospital/"hospice-at-the-'rent's" to boxes of stuff to be unpacked. My best friend and I haven't spoken in over 6 months, so that's not an option. Not that I haven't made the attempt to make amends. LUCKILY, I have "manly" volunteers from work to move all my big stuff, and I will have 4-6 weeks to "gingerly" go through boxes. Not to mention I'm taking a few days off at the end of next month so I can move some carloads and at least get the kitchen and bathroom set up. These two rooms are HUGE things for a female. GINORMOUS!
Can I have my morphine drip NOW, please? Do I REALLY have to go through this one more time before it's all over? Whomever out there has the voodoo doll, seriously...VERY FUNNY. Now take out the fucking pins, okay?
Luv,
Lady K
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Just think, though - after it's over, you'll be in a new place, you won't have the pain issues you've been having, and all will be right with the world.
(((HUGS)))
Alright, I'll take the pins out of the voodoo doll, but you should know that the next needle was going to be attached to a bag of liquid morphine.
More for me I guess.
I can get you some morphine...but it'll cost ya. ;)
Steve~
I'm just so glad you were finally approved for the surgery!
No more pain! Yipee!
Now tell us all about the new apartment....details, please! :)
Pins (i.e. needles) are cool when they're used by skilled acupuncturists.:)
I've found out (anyway I did this) that it's so much harder to move within the same complex because you don't really pack you end up making more than 1.2 million trips...with only about 4 to 6 items at a time. hope you will be better organized than I was.
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