Walk a Mile in My Shoes...
That said, anyone who has a problem with it being in print-put yourself in my shoes. If you were busting your ass while dealing with a health issue and worrying that you don't have rent money, with the situation I've got, would you do what I did?
If you don't like what I have to say, lose the link. I am serious. No one is forcing anyone to read what I'm writing. I have always been an open book, and that's not going to change. Don't read it if you're bothered by what I say.
Yes, I am crabby. I've got a new emerging health issue that probably needs medical intervention. I did some more research beyond the triage that Nurse Giggles provided before. She's going to be a damn fine nurse when she goes into practice, because I think she nailed what's bugging me damn good. Lucky me, in that she's good. Unlucky me because this hurts, even with the vicodin.
On the other front, we've had a serious conversation-one that may not have occurred if I didn't put it in the blue and white. As I said, sometimes, things need to be in print before they sink in.