Resurrection After Rape Community Group
Discussion, question-and-answer, general social support, and journal processing for progress-oriented rape survivors. No crisis, no damaging or triggering conflicts--this is for individuals who want to contribute to collective, cooperative action toward the goal of making actual PROGRESS through rape trauma. Much of this work is based on the book "Resurrection After...
I mean, more than the number of them I usually see.
LITTLE PEOPLE!!! could you people be any less PC? Fo realz....
Hey Steht! While I am still under the influence, I will tell this....and erase it when I am fully myself and embarrassed - my status is true! The one I have up about a pain in the ass....I had this thing that showed up on a CT scan...on the base of my spine. They called it a "pilonidal sinus"....and, those get really inflammed and often end up being removed. SO.....funny part....my "friend" at work, when I asked about a surgeon for this thing....told me one's name....it is Kurt Stockamp, M.D. - a General Surgeon operating out of Sacred Heart Hospital in Pensacola....(I tell you all of that because if you punch in 'Sacred Heart Pensacola' on Yahoo's search....or Bing...or Google...it will bring up the hospital...then you click on the 'find a physician' tab, and put in his name...then....then you will see why I called her from the lobby as I was leaving and called her ugly words while she laughed hysterically!! He is one cute thing! I mean, I had to show this beautiful man...and when my husband saw him...and he is straight as an arrow....I think I even saw a little glint of ..."Yum" come up in his eyes (nah, but...hey this is my drug-induced tale...no pun)! Anywho....he might have been the stud I was all Freudian about. LOL. So, here I am with a crack in my crack...acting like I'm ON crack...and writing about it to all of you. Yep....I'd say the drugs are good at this stage of the game. I just don't want those freaky dreams....midgets....paying hockey...now that is a dream.....last week the bar up the highway advertized "Midget Wrestling" (only in the South)....and I actually wanted to go, lol. And....in true Southern tradition....we ain't PC...it really was "Midget" wrestling.
And...and, and, and....that doctor, Stockamp....his picture doesn't do him justice....he wears these tight scrubs, and they kind of bind up around the biceps....and he has a mild tan....and really perfect white teeth....and he was cutting on my rear end. I had already filled out the papaers and faxed them in....and I had a thing....really embarrassing but...I thought it was one of those things best treated with Preparation-H (hemorrhoid...lol), and I had now seen this doctor as I was checking in and was all ready to just turn around and go ask up front if they had any old, ugly doctors to look at my ass....but, they called me in...then my pulse was all fast and the girl said, "Did you run up the stairs?"....then, I remembered the hemorrhoid thingie and was mortified when he asked me to show him....so, he said he could take care of it too, and that it was only a skin tag, not a rhoid...so, YAY for me, huh? It wouldn't have mettered if it had been a bright, shiny diamond worth a ga-zillion dollars...it was still attached to my ass.....
She sounds like that guy from the Ford commercial...pray its on purpose though ;) naw just kiddin!!!! i know it is...lol