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And this is awesome news. I am very happy to hear it.

It is amazing how such events can put things into perspective, and show you what is important. I am not glad for the tragedy, or any of the pain and suffering of the victims, but I am glad to see positive coming out of a dark day.


He's intent on making an honest woman out of me.

He actually just came out of the operating room. Told me to go get the priest. Says his white hospital gown is good enough to pass for a wedding gown.

The worst of it is over. He's stitched up and ready to go home. They're gonna let him sleep the drugs off first though.
 
He's intent on making an honest woman out of me.

He actually just came out of the operating room. Told me to go get the priest. Says his white hospital gown is good enough to pass for a wedding gown.

The worst of it is over. He's stitched up and ready to go home. They're gonna let him sleep the drugs off first though.

Congratulations then! :) Yeah, you might want to let him sleep off the drugs first, so he can't say he was unaware of what he was getting into. ;) But seriously, I wish you both all the happiness you can get.
 
I'm really quite done with the amount of time I've spent in a hospital this past year. I'm rather bitter about it at this point.

Some of the videos I've seen have been pretty upsetting. And it's been unsettling to think if he'd run the race a little slower, if I'd lingered a little longer before going to get the car, if he hadn't gone in search of a restroom before meeting up with me...

It was a close call.

All in hindsight, Wicked.

The truth is... everything happened, where both of you are concerned, just as it should have. Still, I know, you can't help but think of what could have been...

To paraphrase...

There, but for the Grace of the Divine, go I.
 
He's intent on making an honest woman out of me.

He actually just came out of the operating room. Told me to go get the priest. Says his white hospital gown is good enough to pass for a wedding gown.

The worst of it is over. He's stitched up and ready to go home. They're gonna let him sleep the drugs off first though.

That's.. actually really sweet.
 
Thank you. Everyone's kind thoughts and words are appreciated.

And not that it matters...but I call him my old man because we might as well be married, but we're not. We've been together closing in on 4 years now. His daughter is very much my daughter and lives with us full time now. We made a promise to each other that she would come first. He'd made a promise to himself after his marriage to his baby mama ended he wouldn't remarry and he'd always put his little girls needs first.

She's been pushing for us to get married. We discussed it and decided that circumstances and the situation seemed right enough that maybe we should.

After today. We all decided that none of us wanted to wait too much longer. Stuff like this happens and...it makes you do crazy things.

So he's not my hubby now, but he will be in the very near future.


Wicked, we haven't talked yet, but I'm sending all my best your way. And I'm so glad to hear things are turning out for the best.
 
Congratulations then! :) Yeah, you might want to let him sleep off the drugs first, so he can't say he was unaware of what he was getting into. ;) But seriously, I wish you both all the happiness you can get.

If we're both crazy enough to go through with it, we'll go through with it sober.

All in hindsight, Wicked.

The truth is... everything happened, where both of you are concerned, just as it should have. Still, I know, you can't help but think of what could have been...

To paraphrase...

There, but for the Grace of the Divine, go I.

Hindsight is worth...a lot. We'll be thinking about it for a long time. Mere minutes separated his injuries from everyone else's in this hospital. Its hard not to obsess over. But we all do what we can.

That's.. actually really sweet.

Yep. That's my man. Retardedly sweet. And high on morphine. And sleeping like a drooling baby.

I may or may have not posted a picture of him in the glory of all his goofiness on FB for all our family and friends. We'll see if he's as sweet to me in the morning when he finds out...

Wicked, we haven't talked yet, but I'm sending all my best your way. And I'm so glad to hear things are turning out for the best.

Again. Thank you all. It's comforting. Even though these hospital chairs most certainly are anything but.

Fingers crossed we get some of those rocking chairs made for nursing mothers brought up. I'm hoping a nurse commandeers one for me for the evening.

The little one is 16. She'll live. I'm old dammit. I'm gonna be here all night I'd like to not have my back go out on me because of it.
 
Yep. That's my man. Retardedly sweet. And high on morphine. And sleeping like a drooling baby.

I may or may have not posted a picture of him in the glory of all his goofiness on FB for all our family and friends. We'll see if he's as sweet to me in the morning when he finds out...

Oh, yeah... that may not be so sweet when he finds out.

*snickers*
 
He's intent on making an honest woman out of me.

He actually just came out of the operating room. Told me to go get the priest. Says his white hospital gown is good enough to pass for a wedding gown.

The worst of it is over. He's stitched up and ready to go home. They're gonna let him sleep the drugs off first though.

If we're both crazy enough to go through with it, we'll go through with it sober.



Hindsight is worth...a lot. We'll be thinking about it for a long time. Mere minutes separated his injuries from everyone else's in this hospital. Its hard not to obsess over. But we all do what we can.



Yep. That's my man. Retardedly sweet. And high on morphine. And sleeping like a drooling baby.

I may or may have not posted a picture of him in the glory of all his goofiness on FB for all our family and friends. We'll see if he's as sweet to me in the morning when he finds out...



Again. Thank you all. It's comforting. Even though these hospital chairs most certainly are anything but.

Fingers crossed we get some of those rocking chairs made for nursing mothers brought up. I'm hoping a nurse commandeers one for me for the evening.

The little one is 16. She'll live. I'm old dammit. I'm gonna be here all night I'd like to not have my back go out on me because of it.

Grins

Well the devil is in the details. You are making solid responsible choices, I wish you nothing but the best doll. Just one thing quick though.

He might not be able to dole out retribution for the picture until sometime later on. The last thing you want to do is give him time to stew on something while in recovery from a painful surgery. Time for cold calculation, while grumpy because of a painful surgery recovery; your ass being bright red is going to be the least of your problems doll.

Just sayin..

Kisses her cheek, then chuckles

I am off to bed. The muse is not cooperating, and well sleep seems like a good idea all things considered. Congratulations Wicked.


Gives her a hug, then a Nina, and anyone else around who wants one

Night folks.
 
Oh, yeah... that may not be so sweet when he finds out.

*snickers*

*laughs*

Thankfully I'm not marrying him for his sweetness. Because this is the only time he's ever sweet. When he's drugged up or asleep. Of which he is both. So I felt compelled to document.

Because everyone knows most of the time he's a prick. And he knows it.
 
*laughs*

Thankfully I'm not marrying him for his sweetness. Because this is the only time he's ever sweet. When he's drugged up or asleep. Of which he is both. So I felt compelled to document.

Because everyone knows most of the time he's a prick. And he knows it.

And you, I suspect, love it.
 
This??


Please tell me its that... pretty please.

The dancy part..

laughs and laughs

For the life of me I couldn't tell you exactly what part it is, but Bubbles is chair dancing and singing along. It's wonderful.

But that video is awesome Nina.
 
Thank you. Everyone's kind thoughts and words are appreciated.

And not that it matters...but I call him my old man because we might as well be married, but we're not. We've been together closing in on 4 years now. His daughter is very much my daughter and lives with us full time now. We made a promise to each other that she would come first. He'd made a promise to himself after his marriage to his baby mama ended he wouldn't remarry and he'd always put his little girls needs first.

She's been pushing for us to get married. We discussed it and decided that circumstances and the situation seemed right enough that maybe we should.

After today. We all decided that none of us wanted to wait too much longer. Stuff like this happens and...it makes you do crazy things.

So he's not my hubby now, but he will be in the very near future.

Congratulations on all elements on this!

hugs

My cousin was running but had gone by before the blasts. Know how much the waiting sucks. Glad you and yours are ok! :rose:
 
laughs and laughs

For the life of me I couldn't tell you exactly what part it is, but Bubbles is chair dancing and singing along. It's wonderful.

But that video is awesome Nina.

He just might be stuck dancing like that... in my head... forever.
 
It's one of my hidden talents.

I can also dance very well to Mack the Knife.

I might be willing to pay to see that...

Unless someone tells me I ought pay not to see it, of course...

Hooray. He's awake. He's cranky. He wants to go home. He's ready to go to work and kick some ass.

So at the moment I'm waiting for them to give him back so I can take him home. Finally.
 
Answering the phone.

Juggling two calls.

Finished a post for Besieged.

Contemplating Time and Thorn-star. I have ideas for both, now if they would only solidify more.
 
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