That Time Some Lady Asked Me If I Was My Niece’s Grandmother (GRANDMOTHER!), And How I Deserve A Medal For Not Punching Her In The Face
Dear Fibro: Suck It
Hey-Do You Know What Kind Of Bug This Is, And Why A Whole Colony Of Them Are Routinely Committing Suicide In My Bathtub?
No, Seriously Fibro: You Suck Enormous Freaking Donkey Balls
An Ode To The Cracks In My Couch
And Speaking Of Being Confined To My Couch, How The Hell Did Everything In My Living Room Become Beige?!
Stop Calling My House And Asking Me For Money, Dammit!
&$#!@*&%!!
How All Of The Students I’ve Ever Taught Have Graduated From College And Are Getting Married, So Now I Am Officially Old.
OMG, Fibro: Give Me A F*&^#@! Break Already!
The Cats Will Not Stop Looking At Me Funny!
How I Hate Every Other Illness Because They’ve Stolen All The Good Ribbon Colors
Dear My Fibro Doctor: Please Just Let Me Be Sad And Hurting Sometimes; Please Don’t Try To Make Me Be Happy And Grateful And Looking On The Bright Side All The Time. Living With A Chronic Illness IS REALLY HARD.
How You Are Clearly Violating All The Laws Of The Known Universe By Naming Your Tea Shop An Adverb
How Math Is Still Evil
Fibro: I WILL CUT YOU AND I WILL KILL YOU WITH FIRE AND THEN EAT YOUR FACE.
How We Were Stupid And Then A Raccoon Started Showing Up On Our Back Porch Every Day At 2 In The Afternoon And Then We Had To Pay A Lot Of Money Because Of All The Stupid That We Were Being
I Love My Cats And You Should Too, v.1-27
How If I Have To Be Confined To This House For One More Nanosecond, I Will Have No Choice But To Go And Throw Myself In Front Of A Bus
Dear Fibro: Hit The Road, Jack, And Don’t You Come Back No More (Fibromyalgia: Mwahahahaha)
VERONICA MAAAAAAAAAARS!!
How I Will Clearly Never Be Funny EVER AGAIN, And So I Just Need To Stop Writing And Delete My Entire Blog, And No, I Am NOT Being All-Or-Nothing, And No, I AM NOT Stuck In Pain Brain; This Is Totally Real And True
How No One Seems To Understand The Emotional Significance Of The Death Of Our Vacuum Cleaner
I Just Can’t Deal With One More Day Of Pain. I Don’t Think I Can Do This Anymore.
Dear Keratin Treatment: Where Have You Been All My Life?
How French Fries Should Officially Be Approved By The FDA As A Treatment For Fibromyalgia.
Dear Cats: Could You Please Stop Passing Around That Icky Eye Goop?
A Hymn Of Praise To My New CPAP Machine
How It Only Took 14 Years, But We Finally Finished Our State Quarters Collection
I completely understand #9 and would hate it if you did what I think is #22.
Luckily my husband doesn’t let me near the computer when I get into that mood!
I think you already did a post about the ribbon colors. It was a good one, IIRC.
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