hmmm.

[deadlightsgirl]

 Am inexplicably in unpleasant levels of shot-day-type pain.
This is rawther un-fun.  C'mon, Super-Advil, get to work.
As soon as I can move, there will be the hottest shower in the world.

*edit -- okay, so we learn that the super-advil needs to be taken with Ativan for it to do its job.
That helped, shower helped, and I foolishly decided I was feeling better enough to take Gracie for her walk (really want to tire her out so she will sleep better, plus she bounces off the walls in here if I don't let her play outside).  This, however, was my body playing tricks on me because once we got to the playground, my insides decided that being more than 10 feet from a bathroom was very very bad.  Of course, trying to explain this to Gracie and get her to leave and come with me to Dunkin Donuts did not go over well.  I prevailed, but we'll just say it was an unpleasant walk home and now I am completely wiped, since apparently my entire body has decided to rebel all at once.

Home now, more ativan ingested, we will see how tonight is and how I feel in the morning...I REALLY want to go riding, dammit...

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[ladyjoust.livejournal.com]

Sending happy, healing thoughts and the virtual cookies of your choice. I'd also be happy to send HT over to spoon with you (and I'm not just saying that to keep him away from my poor abused bedspread).