Between my back and my pouch, I want to just lay in bed and scream and scream until they send the men in white coats after me.
I hurt. I've been up and down all night. I have an MRI today. This all sucks.
**How can you care?** 'Because I choose to.' **You make it sound so simple.** 'That's because it is simple. Hard sometimes, but simple.'
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*Hugs*
How did the MRI go? Can anyone do anything to help manage the pain?
Oops, That was me.
Jeannie
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