Dear Corruptor Kimberly Chapman…
I see wut you are doing….and I approve.
The not-so-subtle insertion of “bewbs” into what appears on first take to be a wholesome family meal…You wanton hussy and peddler of smut.
I took the liberty of copying your pornographic dinner, and circling the more firm potato breasteses for those less able to make them out.
#potatotits
You can get used to anything…
chronic pain with migraines, headaches, back and shoulder pain, abdominal/disgestive stuff, no sleep…crippling fatigue…it became the norm…
It changed me and my mood, affected my outlook and plans.
It’s also depressing AF.
Even with the best intentions to be among family and friends, by the middle of the day, I’d be snappish and short, ready to bite the heads off anyone who got too close.
What a strange and profound thing…
I am pain free.
It’s just…..gone.
And I feel rested. Alert. Taller, even.
Even tho I’m still recovering from the surgery,
I haven’t felt this good in over ten years.
O, I’m back…
Grrrrrr, Baby….I’M BACK!
I’m not back 100% yet, but I’m working on it.
Slept most of the day….WEIRD.
So, wut did I miss?
Thanks for all the well wishes and humor…
Feeling much better.
A lot like a toddler, tho….I eat, i whine, I sleep…
Sleep seems to be wut the plan is, so I’ll watch a movie and crash….
Can’t wait to get back in the swim, missed what’s going on with y’all….hope everything/everyone is capitol.
NOM NOM NOM.
Yea, it hurt to get up and answer the cave door.
But it was worth it…so very worth it.
EXPLODING KITTENS
Yep.
It’s weird to see a picture that captures your state of being so precisely…
a portrait, in frosting, of my anguish.
I look forward to recovering my previous self, but for now, this pretty much says it all.
thanks to Hugh Janus for finding it…it’s me, dude
Originally shared by Robyn Henry
Y so srs, bed controller thing?
This swing shift nurse hates sharks…
….it’s 2:47 a.m. and she no care I’m in some pretty hard core pain.
Documenting this moment to make sure I mention to the charge nurse….
Definitely shark-hater.
O, never give sharks steroids…we are allergic…
We break out in rage.
When you ask nurse *bae for something to dreenk…
…and she gives you a tiny moist sponge on a stick.
*never before have I used the slang “bae”…
It felt cheap and foreign…doing it weird
See you yahoos in a few…
Asking for the gud stuff….
PUT STUFF IN THAT BAG AND LET ME FLY!
Bruce Shark Swims 