Out of pain killers

Yes, that's a sad place to be: having no painkillers. I'm going to the doc today which means he's probably going to poke and prod a little and I would really like to get drugged up first. I don't like pain. Alas, I guess I will have to face the pain head on. I'm glad God gave me friends with hands to squeeze the fire out of while I'm there. Thank you to all those martyrs. You are the truest of friends (Ashlee, I hope you can feel your fingers by now).