Bad karma

[veronica_rich]

One of my wiser friends told me I was blowing all the good karma I've built up by doing a rare bitching last night about fandom (and yes - look back, it is relatively uncommon these days), and I'm thinking she must be right. I have just a *smidge* of a little extra money I came into, and instead of being able to go down to the Mexican restaurant for some chips and salsa, I have to eat my damn soup and my damn applesauce and my damn yogurt thanks to the loss of my damn wisdom teeth.

*kicks rock*

And my jaw hurts.

*kicks rock*

Ah well, maybe I can entertain somebody with my misery, at least. LOL.

Please, tell me about your worse health problems and make me feel lucky? I well know from the days of a 16.6 TSH how feeling like lower than bedrock demands the occasional rant somewhere not sullying your own space. Have at!

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[veronica-rich.livejournal.com]

*waves little white flag* We all surrender. You win!

[kahva.livejournal.com]

I do remind you again, you did ask for the worst pain, and so far, that morning in WNCT-TV9 is it. Had to drive 30 miles to get home after that too, which was such fun. Really. Loved it. Loved my bed and more painkillers MUCH more, however.

I've got a few more if you ever need them, but not as painful as The Day I Wanted To Use My Left Hip To Do Some Demolition To Commercial Building. Although having a cyst cut off of the end of my tailbone (three different times), and the sciatic nerve incident of last year do come close. Don't remember too much about the pain when I tried to take out the cinder block wall of my brother's dorm with my forehead. I was four, I was more upset about watching blood drip to the floor. The cyst on my left wrist was painful, but watching my hand flop around and not feeling a thing when I woke up from the whatever they gave me was oddly fascinating. Move arm, watch wrist flop, somehow manage not to giggle with drugged glee. Then there was the time when I fell into the alleyway between my Dad's service station and the City Hall and was bent backwards, or when I went headfirst off my bike in front of the old Volunteer Fire Department building in Bear Grass. So yeah, anytime you need, I've got a few more. ;)

And people wonder why I hate needles and hospitals so much...