I won't call you Sir if you promise not to call me Ma'am. Deal?
You know, I think your post came at a good time. It's true that something must
happen to calm this pain down. Maybe I need to lay around a bit more for awhile.
I don't know.
I was really active during the house move. Man! I had fun. Yes sir ree bob.(tee hee)
That could be it. I could have burst another pipe or wt f. (If you put those three
letters together the computer edit will get them. Try it.
I had the head of a very very fancy surgery center recommend a nasty-sounding
surgery. It involved cadaver bones, nails, chains ... terrible. I don't remember
very well. The doctor only spoke to my husband and me for SEVEN minutes. I
shouted, "I'll take it. I'll take it." And then I fled down the halls going really
fast fueled by Adrenalin.
If I ever have to have an MRI, I will tell the technicians that I get (serious tummy
problem) when I'm under stress. Maybe that would score you a decent anesthesia
with the approval of your doctor, of course. I'll be NO ONE has ever thought of
that before.It could work.
<--idea emoticon was supposed to go there.
So, anyway, A lot of this post has been written between the lines. If you have
questions, just e-mail me. k?
Thanks Chartreux and No-Opana
Post Edited (Pamela Neckpain) : 2/5/2009 6:50:14 PM (GMT-7)