Fun With Medical Tape

I was so full of pancakes and love the other day. I’m glad Bee was able to capture it.

I’ve had an increasingly difficult time breathing, over the week. My friend finally forced me to the doctor who informed me that I had been walking around with three fractured ribs all week. I’m no genius but I would go ahead and say it happened right about the time I took this photo, while working a show:

I’m not taking pain killers for it. I figure if I walked around this long with the problem, I could tough it out. Although what I lack pain killers I make up for in things I should strap and wrap to my chest to keep my ribs from malunion. One being a nude colored tape. Yesterday, I tried to wrangle my boobs into this tape, to see what life would be like if I was a little more like Ken than Barbie.

It was a task that got boring pretty quickly for me, but I think I found out my pups new favorite game!

all this rib talk sure makes a girl hungry. mmmmmmmmmm riiiiiiiiiiiiibs

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7 Responses to “Fun With Medical Tape”

  1. ! Says:

    awe. they fractured your little ribs.get well…

  2. JC Says:

    You’re hardcore, three cracked ribs and I’d be requesting an I.V., bed pan, and sponge baths. Maybe even security, and visits from a priest.
    Your dog is growing up quick, doing what any other fully grown warm blooded mammal would do in the event a girl runs around concealing her breasts in nude tape.
    Ah, the life of a dog.

  3. :: smo :: Says:

    has it gotten to this point already??

    but seriously you’re pretty badass. ribs injuries are some of the most painful you can get…i’m glad you got it checked out, even though they were probably just like “oh damn you’ve got three fractured ribs? yeah…there’s nothing we can really do for ribs…you’re just gonna have to wait this one out…”

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