Daughter of Sweetness and Light (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lucretia_borgia) wrote in aunt_becca, |
1. The worrying doesn't end. I still check my kids' breathingkiss them goodnight every night before turning in myself.
2. At least you had the Ativan on hand. But the acute anxiety will probably lessen if you get more sleep.
3. Stop. Laughing. Damnit. I know that was a boneheaded thing to say, but it had to be said. Stop. Laughing. And put down that knife. Please. Argh! Mercy!
4. You don't have to wander the streets of Brighton. 12 Waldo Terrace.
5. There's nasally-drippy pukey-fevery (one puke, then 101-102 for 12 hours) rheumy-eye-but-never-pinks-into-conjunct
2. At least you had the Ativan on hand. But the acute anxiety will probably lessen if you get more sleep.
3. Stop. Laughing. Damnit. I know that was a boneheaded thing to say, but it had to be said. Stop. Laughing. And put down that knife. Please. Argh! Mercy!
4. You don't have to wander the streets of Brighton. 12 Waldo Terrace.
5. There's nasally-drippy pukey-fevery (one puke, then 101-102 for 12 hours) rheumy-eye-but-never-pinks-into-conjunct
