Well I'm In Pain But Guess What?????

[journiey]

WE GOT TICKETS TO THE ANTIQUES ROAD SHOW!!!!! I'll Have To Rent A Scooter If I Can, And Maybe I Can Get A Temp Pain Block, BUT I'm GOING!!!! Those Of You Who Suspected I Was A Nerd Have Now Had It Confirmed

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[journiey]

Oh Absolutely Not. :) I Can Take My Time Reading, It's In Answering In A Timely Matter That Goes Kerfluie(sp?), And I Suppose That's Just My Brain Telling Me I Have To RUSHRUSHRUSH, Instead Of Taking My Time! It Still Gets Mangled, But If I Take My Time Sometimes I Can Fix It All In Word. I Wrote College Papers This Way Though, And Who Wants To Go And Edit Every Little Line In A Word Processor? EVERYthing Would Take About 3 Or 4 Times As Long! LOL

Heh, My PTSD Occurred After I Bled Gallons (It Seems Like) Of Menstrual Blood In Front Of My Entire Class, The Cast I Had Just Directed, And The Writer Of The Play. By The Time I Could Move, (I Was Paralyzed With Shame And Fear) It Looked Like I Had Killed Someone. I Was Drenched, And By The Time I Got To The Restroom, It Looked Like We Were Making A Horror Movie. Yours Sounds Majorly Traumatic (Heh, That IS What PTSD Is After All Journiey! lol) And I Hope You Are Well Rid Of The Bastard, And That He Will Pay For What He Did!

I Know, There's Always Someone Worse Off Then We Think We Are. I Read What You Wrote And Found My Self Thanking Deity That I Wasn't Suffering As Much As You, And To Quit Feeling So Sorry For My Self. Heh NOW It Sounds Like I'm Playing Suffering Sally Morethenthou, Or Something, And I'm Not. I Hope This Made Sense, And That I'm Commiserating With You, Not Being A Jerk. :D

[teal_cuttlefish]

Whoa! I had my hysterectomy because I was bleeding so heavily -- but mine was due to tamoxifen. I was already on disability, so I mostly made our bathroom look like a crime scene. I cannot imagine how horrifying bleeding out like that in front of classmates would be -- I was once so terrified by my 2nd grade teacher that I wouldn't ask to go to the bathroom and peed myself in class, but your issue sounds so much more traumatic. I am indeed well rid of the bastard, and I'm lucky enough to have two wonderful guys now. I don't really care what happens to the ex; I'm happy and that is sufficient for me.

He had major psych problems he wouldn't seek help for, so I doubt that he is particularly happy. But I don't care enough to find out, though when I was having bad flashbacks I contemplated calling to see if he had a woman living there to warn her. My flashbacks are a lot fewer now, though I had a doozy last week, I'm glad those are rare.

And it isn't a contest. We are both disabled, and live with pain, and have PTSD. Most people generally decide it's easier to live with their own troubles than someone else's, but there is no reason we have to rate who has it worse. We both have it rough and we can commiserate instead.

[journiey]

True, And Support Each Other. :)

[teal_cuttlefish]

Agreed.