tiggerspoohbear -> RE: The Holly and Potty Show (10/28/2011 8:46:03 PM)
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ORIGINAL: soul2share ru-roh.....what'd ya do to yourself, Poohbear? Fell down a flight of a metal fire escape 2 wks ago. Bounced down on my arse about 10 steps. E.R. the next morning, told I had a broken tailbone, still can't sit down for longer than 2 minutes or so. Doc from that E.R. calls me 2 days ago and leaves a msg that there's a problem with my x-ray, after re-examining it I was told there was a "problem" with my lower lumbar section in addition to the break. Go to E.R. here in town today, they're smart, do a cat-scan. Doctor pulls me aside, says there's no break, there never was one and there's nothing wrong with lower back or pelvis. Look of disbelief on my face musta been priceless. But he was nice enough to forget about the damned T3s which didn't do a damn thing, and gave me a scrip for 5mg morphine. The cutest tiny little pale green pills ya ever seen. And boy, I may still hurt, but I'm so high I don't really care. [8D] And since I couldn't sit down, was pacing around holding my lower back. No bra on, too hard to put on and hurts to wear for now, so with buddah belly I have, elderly patient's wife asks me if I'm in labor, looking on as if I'm gonna drop one right there on the floor in front of her. Told her no, broken tailbone (still thought it was at the time). Didn't occur to me til later when texting a friend and telling her about it that I realized how absurd it was and kinda insulting to be asked if I was preggo. FFS, not unless it's an immaculate conception folks. And my dad has already said that I would most definitely not be the next in line for that. LMAO
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