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[kittydesade]

Making a request, using the て-form of a verb + 下さい
そのとけいを見せてください
Please show me that watch.

Irregular verbs
Drop ます from the polite form and add て
する　します　して
くる　きます　きて

Drop ru from the dictionary form of ru-form verbs and add te
いれる　いれて
みる　みて
たべる　たべて
いる　いて

The て form of　う verbs differ depending on the verb ending
If a dictionary form ends in く (or ぐ) the て-form has いて (or いで)
かく　かいて
きく　きいて
あるく　あるいて
およぐ　およいで

If a dictionary form ends in す the て form has して
はなす　はなして
だす　だして

If a dictionary form ends in む or ぶ, the て form has んで
のむ　のんで
よむ　よんで
つつむ　つつんで
あそぶ　あそんで

If a dictionary form ends in る, う, or っつ, the て form has って
かえる　かえって
はいる　はいって
とる　とって
かう　かって
もつ　もって

Exception:
いく　いって

The word ください by itself means please give me, so you can use it to make simple requests by saying ~を　ください
この　オレンジを　下さい
Please give me/I'd like this orange.

painkillersを下さい...


Dear Back,

If that ever, ever happens again you are fired. No ifs, ands, or buts, I will fire you and replace you with a length of PVC and a series of very small wire clusters. You are a disobedient mongrel son of a flea-bitten she-bitch and you are come straight from hell to torment me. Shape up, or I will find a way to make you pay.

No love,
Me

So, this morning's fun adventure was even better than getting wisdom teeth pulled. This was stabbing, excruciating back pain, yay! Full on series of incoherent involuntary yelps, falling to my knees because pain stole my legs out from under me, it got to the point where I was lying face-down on the carpet because literally any other movement or position hurt like red hot pokers being shoved into the small of my back.

I have no idea what happened. I bent over to put the kitty food dish down last night and my back spasmed, only in the usual way of things it was just a sudden sharp pain and I straightened up and grumbled and was fine. The ache lingered, but I could pretty well move, I just had to be careful about it and it was more irritating than anything else. I went for my walkies as usual, showered with a minimum of twitch-ow-twitch-ow, grabbed something squishyish for breakfast, sat down to do Russian. Got up to get ready to go to work when I was done.

And the body went "no, you go crashing down now." Literally, my back hurt so bad that my legs just crashed out from under me and the next several seconds were an exercise in writhing around till I found a way I wouldn't hurt. Which appeared to be, lying face down and stretched out. This went on for about... three hours or more. At the third hour it was pretty much, get me to the doctor or call 911, so we dragged me to my feet and, of all things, first we dragged me to take care of the necessary. I had about maybe 5% range of movement back, whee, but I managed to change into sweats and somehow get my sorry ass into the car and not fall over, pass out, or pee myself. Which I consider a victory. We got to the doctor's, waited about 45 minutes (next time I just go to the damn urgent care) and then he poked and prodded me and told me that since I didn't have this or that pain, but this kind of pain, it was probably muscle spasm. I love having informed confirmations.

I am now the proud owner of two prescriptions, one for a muscle relaxer, and one for Dr. House's Happy Medicine. Okay, not that specifically, but the generic, I think. So many jokes. He thinks I should be better by Monday, but if I'm not experiencing significant improvement, call. And he sent me over to the radiology place for some scans just to be sure that it wasn't anything involving actual factual spinal damage.

Using a wheelchair is not a skill I wanted to have, and I think I can safely say it still isn't a skill I have. But at least now I know what's wrong, I have something to help it and the other thing to help it will happen tomorrow, work and aunts and family and people have been apprised, and now you have too. Yay.

The day can only get better from here, I swear.