Her Bad Mother

Monday, December 11, 2006

Of Platitudes and Percocet and, um, Love

I was feeling pretty good this weekend: I had managed to reach a point where I could be philosophic (as they say) about the gloomy turns that life had been taking. I found light and poetry in my reflections on death. I swore my commitment to love and light over gloom and dark. Life was giving me lemons, and I was making lemonade! Go me!

So it was with light heart and sparkling eyes that I loaded WonderBaby into our car and, with the Husband, plotted a sunny afternoon drive to a small town just outside the city, the kind of small town with cobbled streets and old stone buildings and little cafes and all the sorts of things that you find in pretty small towns that are keenly aware of the effect of their charms on romantic city-dwellers like myself. It was a sunny day, a mild day, and we were meeting friends. Maybe, later, we would find ourselves a Christmas tree. We would be light-hearted. Happy. Grateful for our wonderful life. Somewhere, I'm sure, an angel was just about to get her wings.

Or not.

We were only about fifteen minutes into our trip, still in the city, stopped at a light, when our sweet day came to a shattering end. I heard the crash, the thundering clang of metal on metal, felt my body lurch back and forward and back again. I felt my neck twist and my back wrench and heard myself scream and then all I could think was the baby the baby the baby and I didn't think about the pain in my neck as I spun around in my seat and grabbed at WonderBaby, clutching her arms, her legs, running my hands around her little neck as she stared back, wide-eyed, terrified, and I cried are you alright are you alright?

She was alright. She moved, she turned, she didn't flinch as I poked and squeezed. She didn't cry. She just stared.

Later, after Husband had restrained himself (with difficulty - my sweet, gentle husband restrained himself only with difficulty) from attacking the silly young man who had sped into us, and after he had dealt with police officers and after he had declined the ambulance to take us to Emergency himself, he said, we were lucky.

We were lucky.

We were fine. WonderBaby was thoroughly examined and determined to be unscathed (this, after she had overturned the waiting room at Pediatric Emergency). Husband was sore, but unhurt. I was (am) hurt, but nothing insurmountable: whiplash, torn muscles along the spine, an embarassing stint in a neck brace that wounded my dignity, somewhat. It was scary - really really scary - but we're fine.

I've had to keep reminding myself of that. I spent some hours struggling with disbelief - why me? why this week? - before the pain got too bad and I relented to a dose of percocet and a Beverly Hills 902010 marathon, after which deep thoughts - any thoughts - were impossible. For a while, the next day, I thought, maybe this is funny, in the manner of being absurd. But I soon dispensed with that thought - it wasn't funny. We were very close to being more badly hurt. My baby was in a car accident. Some tard got a bit itchy on the gas pedal and put my child in danger. My family in danger. He hurt us.

But, but... true to what I said in my last post, I can't dwell on the bad and the sad and the scary and ever-present spectre of death. I can't live sad and afraid. What I can do - what I must do - is be grateful that we're fine, especially when some others haven't been fine, won't be fine, some others close to me. If anything, Saturday's car accident serves as a reminder of how true is the maxim that we must be grateful for what we have, embrace what we have, seize it and squeeze it hard.

Such platitudes, but so true: life is fragile, and short, and bitter and sweet. Precious, for its fragility and its sweetness.

Precious, too, for the love that abounds in the communion of lives - and for the love that has been running over the cups of the blogosphere this week. While I was brooding, friends were joining together to take calls to action a little further than I ever imagined.

Kristen telephoned me on Friday to tell me that she and Julie, with the help of a host of other folks with big, big hearts (see full list here), had come up with a crazy, wonderful, spectacular idea - to lift Her Bad Spirits and make the world a better place. By doing something crazy, wonderful and spectacular for Tanner. They were putting together a raffle-auction, to benefit Tanner, to raise funds to be donated to MD Canada, in his name. And they were going to solicit letters, too: they would ask parents to ask their children to send him a card, a note, a drawing, a piece of cheer to brighten the life of a boy who has struggled with being different, with being marked as different because he has a disorder that is crippling him and that will, one day, kill him. They were doing all this Tanner. And for me, because they know how much I love Tanner, and how very much I wish for happiness in his short life.

My heart nearly burst. It is still bursting. It will ever be bursting, from this outpouring of love.

(I'm tempted, here, to make a joke about how maybe my over-bursting heart was kind of an air-bag against all the badness of the car accident, which happened the day after I received word of the auction, but then I'd have to account for the decidedly non-bouncy chest that contains the bursty heart, and the joke sort of starts to fall flat - no pun intended - because I got too literal which is why I avoid jokes and why was I trying to be funny in this PROFOUND post anyway?)

Go, go, see what they have done, are doing. Join in. Buy tickets. Have your children write letters. Spread the love.

Her Bad Auction

And accept my deepest, most hearfelt thanks, for being my friends, and for always reminding me that this world, this life, is indeed filled with so much love, so much laughter and so much joy.

Thank you.


Blogger Lara said...

i know, i know, i know it is not the focus of the post, but i am SOOOO glad you and hubby and wonderbaby are all okay. that was so scary - reading the beginning of this post! i'm glad you're keeping an eye on the love, instead of the fear and the doubt. sometimes, it's the only way to make any forward progress. am sending much love from my little corner of the blogosphere.

11:06 PM  
Blogger toyfoto said...

I can't believe it. I'm so relieved you are all OK, and I hope you're recovery is speedy. You are really such an inspiration.

11:10 PM  
Blogger kittenpie said...

OMG, I totally had my hand over my mouth for this whole post, holding my breath quite literally. Let me know if you need any help with anything, okay? I have Friday off and all next week, and I would be happy to come over and help out one way or another. So so so glad it wasn't worse. Big hugs of relief to the three of you.

11:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm so glad you are alright. That is so scary. I'd have been a nervous wreck, for sure.

11:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm so glad you are alright. That is so scary. I'd have been a nervous wreck, for sure.

11:31 PM  
Blogger Awesome Mom said...

I am so glad that you are OK! I would freak out too if I was in a car accident with any of my kids. It is so different when they are in the car.

11:35 PM  
Blogger Blog said...

OH MY GOSH! Thank GOD you're all okay! How horrible and terrifying. I can't imagine. I'm sorry you went through it. Thank God you're all okay! I hope you're feeling better now, and that you're not too sore, etc..

11:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow. I felt like my own neck started aching as I read this post. I think my heart rate is not quite back to where it started. I'm very glad to hear that you, WBaby, and your Husband are ok, and I also want to add that you should include your amazing talent for powerful writing on your mental list of things to be grateful for in life.

[Usually a lurker, so hi.]

11:53 PM  
Blogger Girlplustwo said...

bad...mother of god.

i am so thankful - on knees thankful - that you are ok. that wonderbaby is ok. that you are ALL ok.

bad...mother of god.

12:06 AM  
Blogger Lady M said...

Thank god all three of you are (mostly) ok. I was in a freeway-speed crash that totalled the car one month before I got pregnant, and I can't imagine how much scarier it becomes with the baby in the car. Much love to you. It's beautiful how you've inspired so many people to start great projects like H-b-Auction.

12:18 AM  
Blogger Jaelithe said...

Having been in a car accident with a son in my car, caused, incidentally, by a silly young man who accelerated into us from behind (while talking on his cell), I know exactly the level of horrifying panic that comes when someone hits you when your child is in the car, and I'm so sorry you had to deal with that, and your own injuries, on top of everything else!

(Incidentally in my case it was me forcibly restraining myself from beating the young man. My husband is a lot nicer and calmer than I am . . .)

I would wish you luck, but you don't want my car accident luck, woman. (Which you already know).

So, how about, I will buy some raffle tickets and have Isaac draw Tanner a picture, and just send you mental hugs instead?

1:06 AM  
Blogger Mel said...

Holy shit, Catherine, that is scary.
We got rear-ended in our little Jetta when Really Rosie was a baby; it was a small impact and nobody was hurt, but my first thought, too was ohmygodthebabythebabythebaby... and I really believe that you really couldn't have cared less about your own pain at that moment.
Frightening and intense and holy shit, I'm glad you're all okay.
Heal quickly.

1:31 AM  
Blogger Blog Antagonist said...

Oh my heavens...I don't know how your husband restrained himself. I'm glad you all are okay. And what a wonderful thing that Kristen and company are doing. Those are the kind of friends that a person never, ever forgets. I hope their auction raises scads of money for your Tanner.

6:56 AM  
Blogger Sandra said...

Sooooo glad the three of you are okay. And hope that you are feeling better soon. Big hugs to Wondergirl.

If you need more dvd's, I have a few seasons of Felicity that would go very well with the percocet......

6:59 AM  
Blogger Suzanne said...

Close calls like this can always summon the what-ifs. I'm so glad you and your family are all right.

7:05 AM  
Blogger Karen Bodkin said...

While I would never make light of your situation - I'm glad you emailed me in your Percocet Haze, but that was some funny shit.
I hope you're feeling better extra-very--really-soon, and I'm so PROUD that Kristen asked me to participate in the auction. I will post about it later on today. I hope it raises a ton of money.

8:09 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

because THAT was just what you needed...a car accident to top it all off...
i'm glad to hear that wonderbaby wasn't hurt and that a little 90210 therapy has helped with your pain!!

8:19 AM  
Blogger motherbumper said...

Sweet baby bumper - what a time you've been having, so freakin' overwhelming. Anyone else (say, moi) would have just crawled into the basement to emerge sometime in 2007 but you are one strong momma. That 90210 marathon helped me out too.

Here's to a successful auction and I'm glad WB is safe.

8:21 AM  
Blogger karengreeners said...

Oh my god - not funny. not funny at all. so so glad that you are (almost) all ok. But i know that you would suffer the pain of whiplash a million times over for the relief of turning around and seeing your babe, wide-eyed but safe, in the back seat.

speedy recovery to you, my friend.

8:24 AM  
Blogger chichimama said...

How utterly scary. I am so glad everyone is OK, physically at least. Take care of yourself.

8:25 AM  
Blogger Chicky Chicky Baby said...

Damn! I'm glad you're all alright. How your husband restrained himself I'll never know. I don't think that young man who hit you knows how lucky he is to not have had his neck wrung by a very angry father.

Onto something happier: I've got my auction trigger finger all ready to go for tomorrow. I have no problem spending money on worthy causes.

8:51 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, Catherine. There's never a good time for a car accident, but of all the weeks...

I'm so glad you are all okay. I was rear-ended when Julia was a newborn and by rear-ended I really mean lightly jostled, but I flew out of my car, frantic, checked on Julia and then turned to the other driver and ripped her a new asshole. I couldn't help myself.

Be good to yourself, my dear. I hope you're not too uncomfortable (or stiff).

The outpouring of love and support that has gone into this auction has left me teary at times. I'm honoured and proud to be a part of such an amazing project, and to be part of such a kickass community.

8:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So glad that everyone in your family is OK after the accident. How horrifying and scary that must have been.

Love to you, as always. I can't think of a more deserving person to direct action to than sweet Tanner and his family. (Mimi's working on her letter.)

8:55 AM  
Blogger metro mama said...

Oh, how frightening. Thank God you guys are (mostly) OK.

I have the Sound of Music. Can I bring it over, along with a bottle of wine?

9:18 AM  
Blogger crazymumma said...

I really cannot believe that this happened to you this week. I am now firmly convinced that sometimes the universe tests us to find out our limits. And I am so relieved you are ok, esp Wonderbaby...Make sure you go and get some massages, you may not realize it now, but some 'kinks' may have to be worked out of your neck and back. Probably for little girl as well. Sorry to sound so health preachy....

I just re read Sticks and Stones, I was recalling it the other night, and it still upsets me so much that the parents have excluded him.

Get better.

9:25 AM  
Blogger AngelHawk said...

WOW- so glad that everyone is basically, ok - and my word is that child beautiful ( both of them!) and isn't it amazing that just when you think you cannot take one more moment of the crap that you have been handed- someone/something comes along and makes you believe in faith and friends and angels- God Bless the ones that are praying and doing for Tanner- isn't it amazing how quickly you can have your faith restored in humanity and start counting blessings instead of the hardships- ( hugs)- gentle ones since youre sore- get better soon-

9:47 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


I just want to sit there and hug you.

9:52 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh Catherine. What can I possibly say besides what a shitty shitty thing to have happened and how reading that made my heart hurt for you. I'm so happy that you are all OK. Better than OK, that you are well and can find a way to not be sidetracked emotionally by this. You are one tough cookie & I'm so ready for auction day!

9:53 AM  
Blogger Granny said...

My life has been a little nuts lately and I've been remiss coming over here.

Awful feeling an accident is. I remember one with my oldest son in the car (before seat belts) and getting him to the floor with me on top of him.

I think I know what you were going through and I'm so glad all three of you came through mostly okay.


10:00 AM  
Blogger PunditMom said...

HBM, I cannot believe that happened to you. I don't know what I can say, except that I'm glad I can do a little bit to help with the auction and that you should rest and get better. I'm so glad you all were OK! We wil keep you in our thoughts.

10:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So so scary! And I am so so glad you're all OK.

10:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

OMG, I'm so glad you are okay, wounded dignity aside. (I bet you look hot in the neck collar. If not, add pasties. Pasties make it better, isn't that what you said this summer at BlogHer?)

Facing mortality is so hard, so demoralizing, so intense. Sometimes, it almost seems to cycle in and out, sort of pattern-like.

Here's a hug dot com to help you through. Must go buy ticket now.

10:30 AM  
Blogger karla said...

I'm so glad you and your family are OK. I remember feeling the exact same when when I was rear ended at 26 weeks pregnant with this baby. I just kept thinking "why me" after loosing two babies already...and then being in a car accident and having my baby at risk for a detached placenta? I too felt lucky knowing baby and me where OK in the end, but damn, car accident's are scary.

I hope you're feeling better soon.

11:32 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's good to hear that you all turned out ok considering. When my 2 kids were smaller a older lady ran a stop sign to cross over into the church she worked at and hit me with the kids. She was unconcerned with my children and questioned how I could have the nerve to run into her! Kudos to your husband for keeping his cool.

Kids Toolbelt Queen

11:34 AM  
Blogger moplans said...

I am so sorry to hear about the car accident. That is terrifying. I am glad wonderbaby is ok and hope you are on the mend.

I am so excited about the auction and the letters to Tanner.

11:52 AM  
Blogger Redneck Mommy said...

I am so happy to hear you and your family are okay. Your husband showed incredible restraint. When I was rear-ended when pregnant with the second, and my daughter was in the car, my husband did not show the same restraint. It was awful.

As for the auction and the letters, you know I am in.

My kids are already composing their letters to their new friend, Tanner.

12:21 PM  
Blogger Christina said...

Yikes, it's just not the week for cars, is it? I'm glad you and your family weren't seriously hurt!

The raffle auction looks awesome, and of course the cause is wonderful. And I just sold some items on eBay for a little more than I expected, so I should have a little money to play with at the auction as well!

12:32 PM  
Blogger Beck said...

Good grief, that's awful. Car accidents are SO scary. Isn't it shocking when our gentle, pacifistic husbands suddenly become these raging maniacs? I hope you're feeling better - I hurt my neck in a car accident when I was 13*, so I know what you're feeling!

Off to check out the auction - that's the loveliest thing!

*I was in an orange Lada, too.

12:49 PM  
Blogger Nikki Stafford said...

Oh my goodness, thank god you're OK.

Three weeks ago my husband and I drove to London from Toronto to pick up our new car that we'd just bought. On the way home, I was driving with my 2-year-old, taking the 401, and he went 403. He watched as a white van sped across three lanes at a time, jumping in front of other cars (as they braked hard), zipping behind others, just trying to get ahead. Then she moved in behind him. She thought his lane was going a little too slowly, so she watched for a break in the lane beside them, stepped on the gas... and just then he hit the brake because the person in front of him did. She rammed right into the back of him, turning the car toward the concrete barrier, and smashing him into it. The car crunched like an accordion.

She turned out to be a 16-year-old girl with 2 friends in the car she was showing off for, and admitted full culpability to the police officer. My husband was upset that our new car was completely written off, but I was so thankful he was OK. In the end, as he said to me, what angered him the most (and yes, he turned into a raging lunatic at the scene, shouting obscenities that are not in his nature) was that our 2-year-old daughter should have been in that car with him -- WOULD have been, had we not been picking up a new car and therefore driving separately. The impact of the van crunched the trunk of the car up into the backseat, which is where my daughter would have strapped in. I don't want to imagine what would have happened had she been in that car, and I absolutely feel your terror in the moment of impact. Thank god she was OK, and that my husband ended up walking away with whiplash and bruises, but nothing more.

I hope these maniacs get off the road before they kill someone.

12:59 PM  
Blogger Mad said...

HBM, I'm glad to hear you're doing ok and that no one was hurt.

On a separate matter altoghter: ARE YOU CRAZY? Wonderbaby and a Christmas tree? Won't this be a disaster waiting to happen? I can just see her now, swinging from the star and tossing the ornaments pell mell. Will it be a gated tree? Poor tree.

1:23 PM  
Blogger Gabriella said...

So glad that you are all ok!

1:32 PM  
Blogger Run ANC said...

This is one of my worst nightmares, and the reason I drive less than I could with the baby. I'm so glad to hear that she's okay, and you and the Husband will recover.

I have every season of Buffy, if you need it. It would be cool to watch while on drugs. ;-)

2:10 PM  
Blogger Melissa said...

That is so scary and I'm so glad you guys are okay. Word to the wise, if the doctor rcomends physical therapy or whatever, do it. Trust me, it will help in the long run.

I think it's great, the auction thing and the letters for Tanner. I plan on donating. Oh and I have all the seasons of Alias and Charmed if you'd like to borrow them. I'd send them to you, I really would. Feel better.

3:51 PM  
Blogger Kate said...

Very glad that you're better... and remember that Percoset-better is still better.

And how sweet, for the auction for Tanner. Such a good cause. He's worth it.

4:24 PM  
Blogger ewe are here said...

Good grief! This is my nightmare!

I am so glad to hear you are all going to be okay. And I thank god that baby car seats were invented; we always check ours so carefully and make sure MF is strapped in tight.

On the happy side, the auction is going to be a lovely event.

4:32 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What a frightening thing. I can't imagine. I'm so glad everyone is safe and I look forward to the auction tomorrow.

5:16 PM  
Blogger Namito said...

Holy shit!

You're ok! Mostly. Don't I just want to do major damage to the asshole who ran into you. WTF!!

Big hugs to all of you.

5:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's been some crazy times for you these days huh?

I'm making beaded snowflakes for the auction, warm wishes going into every bead for you, tanner, wonder baby and the rest of your fam.

8:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Glad you are all okay. Car accidents are so scary.

I'm glad to be a part of the auction, and I hope we raise a lot of money, and awareness for Tanner.

8:12 PM  
Blogger Mom101 said...

First and head and shoulders above all, I'm glad you're all ok. Your optimistic perspective is inspiring and a great lesson for all. We can't dwell on the "what if's" when there's living to do. Thank you for that.

8:40 PM  
Blogger Her Bad Mother said...

My optimistic perspective has been helped along by percocet, Mom101, but I'll take the props.

You all rock so much, do you know that? SO MUCH.

(And, um, Mad Hatter? I totally had not thought about the tree-icide - tannebaumicide? - that might occur if I give WB access to a tree. *smacking forehead*)

10:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh my!!! I so know the scariness of being in an accident with the baby! I am so glad everyone is ok within reason! I hope you mend quickly!

I am so plugging the raffle ... the sweetness of it all is so so overwhelming!

11:05 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

So glad you're okay, hubby is okay, and especially that Wonderbaby is okay. I would've done the same thing - checked on my baby over and over. But no one would've been sensible in our house and we might've just took turns beating the person who hit us while the other held them down...yeah- we're a little whacked.

12:39 AM  
Blogger Alex Elliot said...

I'm so glad that you're okay! That must have been terrifying.

12:43 AM  
Blogger Bridgermama said...

Why is it during my gray period I choose to read your blog? Fate. Thank you so much for helping me put things into perspective and awakening the compassion and empathy buried so deep within myself, covered by my own pity and self-consciousness.

I send you so much love and hope you and yours get through this time. My heart and gratitude genuinely goes out to you...

12:46 AM  
Blogger Haute Mama said...

Whew. COuld Wonder baby BE any cuter?

Where's Zanta these days?

2:14 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've never wanted to hug you more than right now.

6:12 AM  
Blogger liz said...

Jumping jeebus... how scary.

Needless, I'm happy to read that you all escaped relatively unscathed.

However, I find the need to comment about percocet and 90210. Back in "the day" one of my favorite pasttimes was popping a recreational percocet, enjoying a glass of a nice single malt and sinking into oblivion to the 90210 marathons. Heaven, I tell you. But I don't think you need me to tell you that.

How wonderful that the ladies have organized the auction.

9:53 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've had whiplash, and I know it's worse than people make it out to be. Even after the initial constant pain subsides, you have assorted aches and pains and your muscles fatigue easily for a while.

Wishing you a speedy recovery--and the tard that hit your car, a call from your lawyer. : )

10:34 AM  
Blogger Nichole said...

How terrifying. I cannot even imagine the fear that raced through your body. I'm trembling at the mere thought of the situation. I'm grateful you are all okay.

11:32 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

all that good feeling--you brought it lady.
so so glad you are ok...

(and if you wear the neckbase with a matching sweater, maybe people will just think it's a trendy turtle neck;-)

11:37 AM  
Blogger The Domesticator said...

So sorry you had to deal with this (on top of everything else) but thankfully you are all ok. I hope your back and neck are feeling better soon.
I think it is wonderful what all those special ladies are doing for Tanner, and the other children afflicted with that awful disease. I'll be buying some tickets for sure! :)

Take Care of yourself....

11:56 AM  
Blogger ms blue said...

I'm just so thankful that you and your family are ok. I hope the pain subsides quickly.

12:36 PM  
Blogger j said...

I'm glad everyone is fine. My sister got whiplash from being in a car accident, I hope you're not feeling too much pain.

This is my first time coming to your blog and hearing about Tanner. I'm so sorry, he's such a beautiful child to want to spend his last wish on someone else.

12:46 PM  
Blogger Julie Pippert said...

So glad you are okay...and hope you feel better soon.

Is it three yet?

12:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

SO glad everyone is ok!

Methinks you need to get some sparkly butterfly pasties and stick them on your neck brace thing. That'll make you smile, at least. :)

1:28 PM  
Blogger Sandra said...

So glad you are okay.

So glad you have so many friends who are sending so much love to you and your family this week.

1:41 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Love you. (Now I'm the one too emotional to leave a lengthy coherent comment.)

1:58 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm late on the scene, but wanted to add I'm sorry to hear of your luck and hope you're all doing much better. I can totally give you stretches and exercises to help with your neck if you want (having been in a car accident a few years ago).

Will be off to bid on her bad auction!

P.S. Wonderbaby, as always, is gorgeous.

5:30 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The tix have been purchased and Savannah is working on a letter.

Much love. *smooch*

6:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You know, I think you are perfectly right to be upset and feel depressed about a string of bad luck. I don't know why we rationally think we can't be both at the same time, when in reality, it is EXACTLY what is going on. A car accident is horrible and you can't help but wonder why your day should have gone as planned and not ended in fright and pain. But, you are still grateful it didn't end worse. I am a firm believer you don't have to trade one feeling for the other, but they can live together side by side!

P.S. The auction is wonderful. These women are amazing, as are you!

8:31 PM  
Blogger cinnamon gurl said...

Very scary! But I'm so glad you're going to be ok and wonderbaby was fine. Just sit back and enjoy the percocet now! ;)

10:36 PM  
Blogger scarbie doll said...

Sorry Catharine, I've been self absorbed in my own bullshit -- nothing nearly as awful as yours and hadn't been by in a while. Sorry that life is taking a massive dump on you, but I'm glad you're all alright. Checking the auction site now.

11:19 PM  
Blogger joker the lurcher said...

sorry - somehow i missed seeing this in the babble of life recently. i hope you are feeling better now. i cannot believe how life is on such a thread. some jerk can wipe you out with no warning, just because they think their purpose in life is more important than anyone elses. take good care.

4:37 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My name is Monica Stone and i would like to show you my personal experience with Percocet.

I am 35 years old. Have been on Percocet for 7 days now. It did help the pain but the side effects weren't worth it. I'd rather have the pain.

I have experienced some of these side effects-
nausea, very itchy, racing heart, anxiety, flashing lights(almost hallucinogenic?), weird dreams, tiredness

I hope this information will be useful to others,
Monica Stone

4:24 PM  

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