I love the one I got. Also, I cannot wait for Beck to have more opportunities to bring the diary up. They're so ready to talk shit.

North and west* thanks autocorrupt

I've been saying it all along. I recognize it in her.

I'm gonna be brutally honest, if I didn't have my son to care for, I don't know that I could make it through this. The desire to be hit by a car because then at least I'd be taken seriously is strong.

This is what American medicine gives us.

Not relief.

A death wish.

I'm exhausted. I'm in constant pain. I've been rationing the 12 toradol pills they reluctantly called in for me. My apartment is a wreck, I'm stressed as hell and bored out of my mind, just sitting here feeling like I've got a live wire burning and shocking my uterus. And no one cares.

This is after my established gynecologist just fuckin retired, very suddenly, along with several others in the area, right around January of this year. Gee I wonder what that coincided with politically speaking......

That's week 3 after the ultrasound, to give the doctor time to go over results. This puts the grand total of weeks since the instigating ER visit to 6 weeks.

My pain levels have been at 6+ this *entire time.*

No, no exceptions are made. I'm not immediately dying, therefore I am fine.

That's pretty much who we bought it off of (game/curio shop versus pure thrift) but both bowl and fish are going to be very appreciated here with us.

I know it's not *quite* big enough, but it's a huge improvement on where it was, and we'll be upgrading the tank when we get a chance.