If it weren't for IHD...

[paris]

 I do agree that IHD is addictive. I worry about all of you. And it is the first place I come to when I need someone to really understand what I am feeling.

Flying monkeys! I love it!  I need some flying monkeys!

[goofynina]

I do agree that IHD is addictive. I worry about all of you. And it is the first place I come to when I need someone to really understand what I am feeling.

Flying monkeys! I love it!  I need some flying monkeys!

Hey, did someone say something about flying monkeys??  I asked Sam the other day if i could have another Catty and he said when monkeys fly out my butt,  do you know where i can get some of these monkeys and *ahem* how big they are? 

If it werent for IHD I wouldnt have found out about the flying monkeys, now i must have some so i can get me another Catty, *scratches head* i just dont know about them flying out my butt though 

[petey]

Oh, no, Goofynina, flying monkeys don't fly out of YOUR butt.  At your command (just like the wicked witch in the "Wizard of Oz" did), they fly out to get that person who's pissing you off at that particular moment and fly up THE OTHER PERSON's butt and then whip their ass!  It's wonderful to watch (at least from my perspective).  When I feel myself about to turn them loose on someone, I sometimes warn (in a very, very, very wicked voice), "I have flying monkeys, and I'm NOT afraid to use them.  Keep pissing me off!"  How big are they?  Oh, mine are BBBBIIIIIGGGGG !  So, the next time Sam says "No" to a new Catty, casually mention to him that you have an IHD friend who will loan you her flying monkeys!

[goofynina]

  Ahhh, thanks Petey, I just may take you up on it

[Romona]

I have a co-worker that just got some bad news today. I had no choice to know what was going on working in the same room. This person asked me to not say anything to anyone, which I won't. This is the same person that would tell others I had appointments ect...Then would ask questions in front of other people that I didn't want to answer. The shoe is on the other foot. Now my co-worker finally understands. When I said "I don't know what to say." He finally understood that it is so easy for people to say don't worry about it and you'll be fine. I said "Now you understand that every phone call that I get about this being possibly wrong or that possibly wrong, that it is a punch in the gut. Until tests and done and results are back I am living on red alert". It is hard to relax and live like nothing is wrong. The last few months I have been given worse case scenarios by doctors. Because of a suppressed immune system nothing is routine.
Thanks for listening.