Thank you, Mari

The Nexplanon should have been easy to remove. I have no idea what went wrong there, but the bandage on my arm was hiding an incision that had to be closed with steri-strips. I kept putting off my shower, but after I finally got my *** in there, I felt a lot better.

Unfortunately, I still need the Vicodin. I'm still pretty swollen, and from what I know about abdominal surgery, I think the two things are probably linked. I need a few things at the store, and since I won't drive, I asked my husband if he'd take me today, and he volunteered to go himself

I could have killed Buddy last night because he jumped from the floor onto my stomach while I was laying in bed. He only weighs 7 pounds, but he had momentum and hit me just right. Even worse, Rocky who weighs 25 pounds, decided to walk right across my stomach this morning… it was a rude awakening
Buddy crawls all over me whenever I'm at the computer. I'm trying very hard to keep him off of my lap, and he's trying very hard to get on it repeatedly.


Everyone in my family yelled. I cried. My tears were like blood in the water… a sign of weakness. I think I probably stopped crying out of self-preservation. Yelling is still rare for me, too.

I don't think you need a lesson in compassion Bobby. You have unresolved issues with your sister and that makes it difficult to complete the grieving process… that's something different.