After lots of logistics problems, phone calls, phone tag, and other malarkey, I made it to the gyno's office. ( You know the drill... )

I was finally able to sit down properly today. It's still a grimacing effort, but I can manage. ( Gross details inside... )

James Brown is so amazing that makeup getting in my eye, the cat barfing on the bed covers, my having to do a load of laundry before bed all fade into the background of his signifying and his timekeeping. He has his band WORKING. Every moment is a chance for him to ask, "Ain't it FUNKY?" and each moment is a chance for them to fucking prove it. ( Read more... )