If you can’t say something nice…

Don’t say anything at all.

That’s where I’m at, folks. The internet didn’t do anything to deserve the wrath I would lay upon it today. So I’ll just tell you this:

  • I’ve gained 2 pounds in a week, probably 1 pound per cankle. Because I’ve misplaced my ankle bones. They’ve been REplaced with the likes of diabetic women-in-congestive-heart-failure-feet. I didn’t even get to say goodbye.
  • I’m a centimeter dilated but that doesn’t matter. People apparently walk around with baby heads between their legs dilated at 5 cm or something before anyone takes notice.
  • The doctor asked if I could find a place to lay down at work 2-3 times a day. I laughed.

That’s it for today folks, because I can’t do it without for-real-uncensored cussing. It’s just where I’m at these days.

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