Before yesterday, I thought whiplash was a phrase only used by money grubbin' folks who's car bumper got tapped from behind. Now, I know (good thing since I am in nursing school) that it is QUITE a real condition, and I'm not grubbin' for any money!
In order to celebrate my arrival to Chi-town, Little Miss Lottie Juett decided to acquire explosive diarrhea the first night I slept over at Jesse's place - good thing, because the damn fool has his air conditioning pumped so high that he can't hear his pup whining, and I am about the lightest sleeper known to man (if you don't believe me, ask my college roommates).
Anyways, on my way downstairs in the middle of the night to let her have a fireworks show out her butt, I completely slipped on the stairs and wacked my neck on the stairs. I have been in serious pain ever since, and 'webMD'ed" my condition - and the verdict is in - I am suffering from whiplash.
Here's to all the people I naysayed in the past about their "supposed neck condition". Karma is a bitch!
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So how is nursing school going? I could have diagnosed that one Doggie Howser (seriously I hope you are feeling better). Too far?? Now that you're in Chicago call when you get a chance, I want to hear about the move.
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