A ten-minute grand mal, and I feel like I had a serious workout. I need a massage. And a hot tub. And some Greek food. And hey, everybody, remember this weekend is the Greek festival downtown. Who's going? I might need a scooter, though. I can barely walk.
Seriously.
Oh, I wanna go...but I don't gidda go...if I were there, though, I'd throw you over my shoulder and carry you to the Baklava and back! Or maybe we'd get stuck at the vat of hot wine..and then.........who cares??? :):):) I'm sorry you're still hurting :(