...Lots of ugly people, even sexy people without talent, make it in the business..."
At Fri Apr 15, 04:35:44 PM CDT, Merovingianne said...
Uh-huh, but we're voting on this one, that's what makes it different than some executive finding some ugly guy on the street. Unless you think the votes are rigged, too? I don't care too much. So, Chris, since you're unwilling to post a profile or email, will you at least tell me what state you live in?
Umm...the whole point in the matter is that she was told she could have an epidural for the duration of the pregnancy and then the bait and switch happened. If, at month 2, I found out that I couldn't have a epidural or whatever, I'd be fine with that because I'd have 7 months to prepare myself and whatnot. Anyway, ET and Merovingiannne, it is NOT the pain of actually giving birth, regardless of if it's vaginal or C-section, that frightens me. I mean, it would be NICE if either one of those situations could occurs pain free like we're led to believe in whatever show I don't watch. Because, honestly, watching Birth Day episodes (NOT a regular basis, but if they're on...I'll watch out of the corner of my eye) makes me never want to have one because they make it seem like all pregnancies are undesired. Anyway, I found this article on either WebMD or Mayoclinic that talked about how like 10% (or a number high enough to make me cringe) have issues from vaginal birth that are NEVER resolved. MOST involved bladder issues, but some involved bowel issues, scar issues from the cut, doctor screwups, and a few other things I can't remember. The point was that I KNOW I'm a low luck person, and so I'd be the one that something like that would happen. Anyway, it's pointless since I can't find the article. And your description of the cutting through my body layer by layer doesn't really gross me out at all. I've had a couple of elective surgeries and some tests that people apparently seem to think are worse than giving birth and it just did nothing for me. I'm a tough gal, I just want to be able to pee when I want to when I'm 50. :)
The scene: Rachel's apartment, Friday night, movie on TV (Blues Brothers)
The player: Rachel
The action: Rachel decides ½ way through the movie that she HAS to go to sleep at 10:10 on a FRIDAY night because she is way tired. Thus, she does, wakes up at 6:00 am and is back at her apartment after walking her dog on a the brisk trail for 5 miles in time for most normal people to just be getting out of bed.
The verdict: Rachel is a LOSER (or is recovering from being sick and shouldn't feel bad about herself for falling asleep at 10:10 on a Friday night)
So, I'm on the phone this morning with the vet trying to get Shelby's yearly shot/exam/whatever they do scheduled. And the receptionist asks me if she had her DHP or her DHHTP or something like that and I said I had NO clue. She replies, "Well, let me pull her chart for you." Like she's a human and I'm the mommy. Good stuff.
I hate getting sick. Even more than that, though, is the refueling period after getting sick. What do you talk? Ok...so I weigh myself every week and chart it. Just because I can. And since I got sick starting Tuesday morning and my weigh-in day is Monday, I had something to work with. During the days of not eating, sleeping, being sick I lost a total of 6 pounds. Wonderful? Not at all! Because I know that means my body will go into overdrive. And it has! My body is trying to make me drink and eat all of that 6 pounds at ONCE! Voracious appetties and heavy fluid drinking habits are just painful. I wouldn't/don't make a very good binge eater or drinker.