So, this is the story:

Good news--the doctor is very pleased with my progress (as small as it is) and is still convinced that epidurals are the way to go before resorting to surgery. So, on Tuesday, I have an appointment with the surgeon who will be performing the procedure, he'll examine me, and then we'll schedule the first of the three epidurals ( Read more... )

I am presently downloading several cracked out techno remixes of songs that I love and remind me of a far simpler time where Saturday mornings would find me driving to to work at the Aquatic center at 4:45 in the morning in the dead of winter, techno remixes of "O Fortuna" and "Adagio for Strings" blaring in the speakers, cigarette in my fingers, ( Read more... )

"You smell so...comforting."

"The way he looks at you...it's like, he's home."

For some reason, that makes me really happy.
And yet, it scares me beyond all belief...because I want to have no doubts, and yet I still do.
Holy hell, I hope be proves my doubts to be false and unfounded...but then again, it wouldn't be the first time.

"That's the best way, ( Read more... )

A synopsis of my recent revelations for prosterity (in no particular order ( Read more... )

I'm a very lucky girl.

Remind me of that.

Thank you to all who read my journal and expressed concern regarding its contents. As my Tracy said "that should teach you to post when youre upset!" Its true....it was a brainless thing to do and I'm sorry if anyone fretted too much over it. All i can say is that it was what I thought and felt at the time, and if anything, I have that entry to ( Read more... )

I need sleep....40-something hours and counting is too long to go with no sleep. I am belligerent, irritable, weepy, and I can't spell. Oh well....hey, I'm a poet....and I guess add punchy to the list. The long and the short of it? Yesterday=see BF, drive back and forth from there, be a good BF, go to Grad Wind Ensemble reh, then off to Applebees ( Read more... )