Good luck, Princess!!
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Return safely! Preferably still alive and in one piece.
Ridiculous 2009 Predictions: Evil Queen will beat Martha Stewart to death with a muffin pan. All hail Evil Queen! (Some things don't need elaboration.....) -- Jester
Ridiculous 2010 Predictions: Evil Queen, after escaping prison for last years prediction, goes out and waffle irons Rachel Ray to death. -- SG15Z
Ridiculous 2011 Prediction: Evil Queen will beat Gordon Ramsay over the head with a cast-iron skillet. -- FireHeart
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Best of luck, Princess!I don't have an attitude problem. You have a perception problem.
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Sending good thoughts!!
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Update:
Introducing all the way from Massachussetts...heeeeeeeerrreeeee's my brand new intestines! This gift was given to me by a ##############. We checked into a bed at 5:00 am. Finally had surgery at 7 pm. Had to give myself an enema around 11:30 am to clean everything and given some medicine to make my antibodies stick together a couple hours later. Finally they knock me out at Tuesday night and I start remembering things at Thursday morning. They switched my ostomy onto my right side and added a j-gast tube. It'll stay here for a few more days. They said that my intestines was the worst one they had ever seen. It was all twisted and bloated and uggh. The surgery took about... I can't remember if it was 5 or 8 hours, but around that. Then they kept me knocked out for another 12 hours while I was on the ventilator. I still can't walk yet, but the nurses say that I'm the strongest they've seen so far. All that walking I've been doing made my legs strong enough to withstand pain when they roll me around daily, but for some reason, my left leg is all numb. No freakin' clue why. My sugar is real high, so they have to inject me with insulin. I told them to do it in my left leg so I don't feel anything. They just moved me out of the ICU around eight tonight. My leg is still numb, my throat is sore, my head is spinning from the morphine, and it hurts to cough! But so far, I'm happy! Hurray! *cough* *cough* ow."But I don't want to be among mad people."
You can't help that. We're all mad here. Every fucking one of us.
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