Ugh. Beekilling cramps of doom afflict me. My magic pills from the doctor are either doing nothing, or the cramps are so overpowering that I don't want to think what they'd be like without the anti-inflammatories.
I'll be glad to go home and moan quietly rather than sit up and sound upbeat on the phone.
I'll be glad to go home and moan quietly rather than sit up and sound upbeat on the phone.