Jilli, you will be AMAZING with the camera crew. You will have them eating out of the palm of your hand. It will help with book sales, and gather attention from the nationals, and BAM, no need for job search. Book Royalties! Cha-Ching!

(what? So I'm an optimist? Shoot me)

t bang

Oooo, ya got me! t ded

Someone remind me that having a complete meltdown abouit how much pain I'm in and how useless I feel won't actually do me any good.

{{{sj}}}

sj, sometimes you need to have a meltdown. Your feelings are valid, and if having a meltdown is how you express those feelings, then melt down.

Being all stoic and stiff-upper-lippy about *real* pain is what won't actually do you any good.

Also? You are NOT useless.

{{{sj}}}

oh, sj. I am so sorry.

Like Steph said--sometimes a meltdown is its own point.

I'm so frazzled and wound up right now I'd love a meltdown. Or a Valium. Something. I just...I got an important call this morning, which got disconnected, and it's a big government organisation whose phone lines keep telling me they're overloaded so call back some other time. I'd wait on hold for ages, I swear, if they'd just let me.

This is my life they're fucking with.

Ahem.

Better now.

Congrats to Sparky on the new baby! Go team!

Hubby's been having bad days. He's getting what is essentially carpal tunnel surgery on his elbows in the next few weeks because he can't hold on to things anymore. He tried to cook dinner last night and couldn't hold on to the utensils. His thumbs just don't work anymore.

Pain is very wearying. Sometimes it all just hits you with a hammer of exhaustion, and no right-thinking person would blame you for taking a break from coping.