Holy crap, BA, you had me spitting out my water! (Notice, no diet coke here.) Kenya? LOL, I think that might be far enough away!
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you will know that Fran (the crazy) has found me, locked me in her basement and turned me into her little love slave - so please notify the authorities before she tires of me, dismembers me into little pieces and buries me in her garden! crazy
But you don't live in Cleveland, so this ain't gonna happen!
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I told him I was fine and to not give me any more Percocet because I liked that stuff too much!
I was 18 and got Demerol and found out I liked it a whole lot then too. But somehow, over time, I must have turned into my mom because I now can't take pain meds - they make me sick as a dog. D16 does not handle them well at all.
In fact, every surgery she's had since birth has wound up being a readmit to the hospital. I think the anesthesia, blood and pain cause her to get cluster seizures. Her dad and I have already made contingency plans at work for this scenario. And the worst part is that I can't reason with her. She just doesn't get it. Memo to me: lay in a supply of ice cream and mac and cheese. I might turn enemy into friend...
Your weekend sounds fun.
Let us know if we need to counsel you into plastic surgery and witness protection...
Betsey
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
