You better get that looked into.Don't mess with your back.
You just want to see me try to bend over to clean it up...
My back has been messed up for the better part of ten years now. As of my last MRI, one herniated disc, and two with annular tears. Ive got a feeling one of those tears has finally herniated out, because the original herniated disc pushed on a nerve bundle that ran down my left leg. This time, the pain is radiating down my right leg. There is no real fix for it.
I despise going to a doctor.
So I started out my day by almost drinking a spider. It will get better, right?
Mine's on the disc between L4 and L5. The tears are between L4/L3, and L3/L2. But that MRI was done more than five years ago. There's no telling what it looks like now.Eh that sucks, L4 S1 here. It can pinch the left or right but it's been more to the right lately. You're right, not much they can do but take your money.
Oh, morning posse
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At least you saw it BEFORE you drank.I like having my coffee on the deck. I went to take a drink and there was a huge spider in my mug. *still gagging*
I like having my coffee on the deck. I went to take a drink and there was a huge spider in my mug. *still gagging*
(((krash))) It's so good to see you here!
can't like the post, and I am stifling my giggles.... or trying to.....
So I started out my day by almost drinking a spider. It will get better, right?
So I started out my day by almost drinking a spider. It will get better, right?
I certainly hope it can only go up from there!
Better dead than alive I guess but still... 
What she said
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I certainly hope it can only go up from there!
I found a dead mouse in a box in the garage today.Better dead than alive I guess but still...
James, you're entirely likable, but I just couldn't bring myself to like your posts today even though I was laughing at the breaking in part.
Good afternoon posse!
Sorry... But when people lock the door, and you cant find your keys, you gotta do what ya gotta do. Then you got Stretchy over in the corner pointing out the glass I didnt clean up just so she can watch me try to bend down with my back hurting.... I think she was hoping I would fall over or something.Well drat. I liked it! Once I could stop giggling long enough to control the shakes in my hands to hover over the like to click it...![]()
So I started out my day by almost drinking a spider. It will get better, right?
It can't possibly get worse. I hate spiders.
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Maybe a chuckle at my expense will help you get over the gagging?
Hi Posse - Long time no see - Since y'all are probably the only ones who would understand, I wanted to share my sad story with you this morning... (No, not *that* sad story, FV).
So I'm trying to reduce my nicotine level due to a couple health concerns (high blood pressure for one). I placed my Copper Creek order last week for my favorites - Crème de Menthe, Apricot, Passionfruit and a couple others - a bottle at my normal 18mg and another at 0mg to mix down. I took my stuff to work yesterday, and used my favorite (CDM) to cut a bottle of 18mg down to 15mg. Intended to take the other 20ml or so home and cut my remaining supply down to 12mg.
I got out of my car at my house, went to get the mail and was viciously attacked by fire ants (ok, 3 bites, not *that* vicious, but still...). In my efforts to kill the little red ba$&^*ds before they could bite again, I dropped the bag I had in my hand. Heard a crunch.... came inside and opened my juice bag and it was covered with sticky minty-smelling juice.
Of course one of the jagged pieces of glass from the bottle nicked my hand, so on top of the ant bites I now had blood. Started cleaning up all the stuff that was in the bag with it, and then panicked, thinking I had been all-but soaking my hands in nicotine, sure the hiccups would start and the blood pressure would skyrocket.
I started to run to the sink, and whacked my foot on the step-stool by my desk. Now I had ant bites, a bleeding hand, and a rapidly swelling middle toe. Then I rinsed my hands (blood and all) in alcohol (OUCH) and scrubbed with hot soapy water (OUCH again) to remove any nicotine residue. Hobbled back to my desk and realized that the bottle that had broken was the 0-nic bottle - duh!![]()
To cap it off, my kids were in my bedroom chattering at me while all of this was going on. Apparently I was quite entertaining, because instead of sympathizing with me over my pain and loss, they started giggling uncontrollably - took them longer to stop laughing than it did for me to clean up the mess, find the anti-itch cream and put on a band-aid!
Moral of the story: Plastic bottles for the clumsy! FV - another order coming your way shortly!
Y'all have a good day - hope my misery gave somebody else a giggle this morning, pretty sure my girls are still laughing behind my back, but it was SO NOT FUNNY at the time!
~krashnash
Krash! I would say "How's it goin' dude" buuuut, I think youve already answered that.
I just found out Mrs E is in the process of spreading the kids all over the county. Melanie has a friend that wants to have a sleep over. She just had her tonsils taken out and her parents wanted to do something for her. CJ will be spending Friday and Saturday night with my inlaws since the girls always get to go to friends' houses or to the mountains with my parents, and CJ never goes. And Kat is probably going to a friend's house again on Friday night. Could it be????? An evening with the missus???? With NO kids?!?!?!? Oh we are going to get down right juvenille! And fall asleep at 8:00pm.