Ah, I have a pinched sciatic nerve in my lower back. That’s the cause of these shooting pains in my legs that keep waking me up overnight. At least I made it until 4:30 am before the pain woke me up today.
So I’m back to seeing the chiropractor three times a week for a stretch, until we get this squared away. Ugh.
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And I’ve got a solid head cold.
But this is still better than the damn stomach bug I had.
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I hauled THEBOY with me to Dr. Wonderlich’s office today. Afterwards we hit Starbucks for a sugary breakfast.
THEBOY: “Are you drinking coffee?”
ME: “Yes.”
THEBOY: “Coffee tastes like birds to me.”
ME: “Birds? What does a bird taste like?”
THEBOY: “Well, it tastes like bird poop.”
ME: “You know what bird poop tastes like?”
THEBOY: “It tastes like grass.”
ME: “Have you tasted grass?”
THEBOY: “It tastes like coffee.”
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So there you go.
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Happy Friday.
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Go to Nadine's blog and you'll see that my nemesis manager from Belo is now doing the same crap to her that she once did to me. It wasn't my imagination.
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2 comments:
Went back and read your blog about leaving that evil place and was both horrified and, dare I say it, laughing my ass off.
I am going to copy that blog and send it to Cindy - she is in the process of leaving her job for another and she is finding herself in a similar, albeit not as crappy, situation as yours.
Bruiser
Thank you. I think that place scarred me for life.
I'm sorry to hear Cindy's in a similar situation. Sometimes life is too much like The Office or Office Space, right?
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