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An Open Letter To Stuff


Dear My Neck: Please to be re-aligning? Please? Will give you heating pad if you at least promise to fix pulled muscle that makes even attempting to align you hurt like a mofo.

Dear My Heating Pad: Please to be being where I think I put you last, because I am tired and do not want to tear up the house looking for you.

Dear My Bed: Please to be not catching on fire from heating pad if I happen to fall asleep before turning it off, k?

Dear My Orange Mew Kitty: Please to be staying just the way you are. Bestest under-desk toe warmer ever. Wish you could come to work with me. love, Mommy.

Dear My Brain: Please to be coming home! All is forgiven! Shall kill fatted calf (or at least buy lactose-free ice cream) and everything!


amberfox

2004-09-12 09:30 am (UTC) (Link)

my doc's reaction was "Oh, you should try one of those special neck-pillows"

Oh my. How... helpful. Hmph.

And what a cute cat!

mpoetess

2004-09-12 12:57 pm (UTC) (Link)

Yes. I'm seeing her again in October anyway, and this time I'm going to push for "Look, this is not about how I'm sleeping -- I have a vertebra that is contantly clicking and a neck that is constantly hurting, and it needs treatment.

And Mew Kitty Under The Desk (Again) thanks you!