I'm high as a motherfucking kite. (so scuse the spelling)
Good thing Zoe is with my sister at Vacation Bible School. She goes after school all this week. Which is cool because I don't have to pick her up.
Butttttttt....
I went for my 2nd visit to the chiropractor this morning. He did some muscle stimulation (like electric shock to your muscles), and then cracked the hell out of my back.
I then drove to work. Except I had a freaky panic/pain attack on the way in. My back seized up and I started hyperventilating. It hurt so fucking bad.
I made it in to work, call our HR guy, and he came down to help me. He got me a bag of ice & the doc told me to take 2 of the muscle inflamation reducer pills (whatthefuckever they are called), and one of the muscle spasm pills. (yay - those make me dizzy).
I iced it for about 10 minutes and then my sweet Chef arrived. He gave me an escort home (where I was half-hyperventilating still the whole way), and then made me take a vicodan (because there wasn't any comfortable position for me to lay down - they all hurt like hell). He made me a grilled chicken sandwich with cheese and asparagus. It was amazing.
I then passed the fuck out.
A few hours later, I went back to the chiro and he gave me some injection of something that is supposed to make me pass out or whatever. Mostly it's made me highhhhhhhh.
I have a MRI scheduled for tomorrow at 10:30am. He thinks that perhaps since it is still so stiff and sore that maybe something else is wrong. I hope not. I hope that I'm just a wimp to the pain.
Good think I have work I can read at home. I swear I'm gonna get fired. It's a matter of days. I bet they hire my old assistant. She's been out of work for a while, but I wouldn't blame her for taking back the job. It sucks to work there though, so she might not. I dig my work, but I know she was less than thrilled.
Anyway. I can't fucking sit anymore. My back is aflame.
I love you, Frenchie. No, I haven't met your future husband. But I've talked to him on the phone. He sounds pretty cool.
Having sex when you are high as Snoop Dogg is fucking wild. He had me speaking in tongues and shit.
Thank God that is the only thing that makes my back feel better. heh.
Sexy. Sexy mofo.
I'm highhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Posted by debutaunt at June 14, 2004 05:43 PM | TrackBacksniff...I've been reduced to being called 'my old assistant'. I am not an animal! huh? what? hey, deb...sorry to hear about your back problems but if you'd actually get off of it once in a while, you might feel better! ;) just kidding... hope you feel better soon!
-Lara
Posted by: old assistant at June 14, 2004 08:09 PMOMG!
Lara lives! I've been missing your ass. I have a story about ol' Rog. I swear Imma get fired.
How's mom. Write soon. -D
Posted by: deb_U at June 14, 2004 08:38 PM