Just Not Into Poo: Shocking Revelations of the Assisted Living Industry
On the bright side, there was no vomit, and my ankle is doing better today. (every single one of the residents on my cluster that could possibly make me clean up after them managed to do it, plus I tripped on someone's footrest and wrenched the ankle that I landed on wrong getting off a bus a few years ago.)
It, my back and I are all communing with our sweet and awesome friend ibuprofen. I fell asleep last night at six and woke up this morning and until like ten o'clock I really couldn't move without something shrieking hysterically at me. o/
FUN TIMES.
Via Pengie:
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It, my back and I are all communing with our sweet and awesome friend ibuprofen. I fell asleep last night at six and woke up this morning and until like ten o'clock I really couldn't move without something shrieking hysterically at me. o/
FUN TIMES.
Via Pengie:
Tell me five subjects/things you associate with me, and I'll make a post elaborating on them.