For those who still reading Just an update ... Turns out i crushed and injured my sciatic nerve (largest nerve that runs from the lower back all the way down the leg and ankle). So yeah let me tell you now ... this has not been a fun week or so. The pain is still nasty and chronic and never goes away ... but moving around has gotten easier thank goodness! (considering i wasn't even walking or standing this time last week) My doctor says it will take somewhere between 6-8 weeks to calm down. I'm trying acupuncture next week to see if that helps. Fingers crossed. Love and hugs to all xxx
For those who still reading Just an update ... Turns out i crushed and injured my sciatic nerve (largest nerve that runs from the lower back all the way down the leg and ankle). So yeah let me tell you now ... this has not been a fun week or so. The pain is still nasty and chronic and never goes away ... but moving around has gotten easier thank goodness! (considering i wasn't even walking or standing this time last week) My doctor says it will take somewhere between 6-8 weeks to calm down. I'm trying acupuncture next week to see if that helps. Fingers crossed. Love and hugs to all xxx
I've had that...the only way I got rid of it was to do squats (it helped to strengthen my gluts).
Here's hoping your doc can get you recovered. The pain is excruciating! Hugs to you!
I immediately panicked. I literally was meeting up with a private investigator to find Pammie for me but she landed right in my lap. I planned to have her threatened so she wouldn’t mess my story up or take my Sean away from me. After I had spoken to Sean I didn’t want to go down for this woman. And the fact that she was coming to my house I had to have a plan. I had connections through my Private investigator to have people hurt … but I completely bailed on our lunch since I found her myself and decided to rush home. I paced my living room for more than an hour deciding to make some orange juice in the food processor and crush up every kind of anti-depressant, Valium tablet, and my daily Clozapine that I took. I completely lost count of the tablets after about 20 and I wasn’t completely sure what the effect would be.
I just knew I wanted to mess that witch up good. When I added ice to the tablet and orange mix I heard the doorbell ring. I quickly gathered the tablets and placed them in the cupboard before swiping the bench down before answering the door. Pammie and her photographer friend were in the door way, and she looked completely unimpressed. Once we were inside I just wanted to dive at her and strangle her, but I gave a half smile to her male friend and directed them to the kitchen island bench.
“I was just making some refreshments….” I said politely bending into the fridge getting some soda water out.
“So. What do we want to ask today?” I said casually before pouring some soda water into the food processor.
“Well basically the real story about the other night….” Pammie’s friend said eagerly.
I placed some more juice in the blender and then turned it on while I contemplated my answer.
“Well …” I began looking directly at Pammie while I grabbed the jug and a few glasses. “It’s complicated it really is…” I said before pouring the juice.
“What happened with Sean?” Pammie asked. I couldn’t help but smile at her but more in a cheeky way. She kind of knew what happened, but I had the feeling her friend did not. I slid them both over a glass and poured myself a glass so the drinks was unsuspecting.
“Please enjoy…” I said before going to answer the question.
“Well he escorted me out of his room. He told me he didn’t want our baby and hit me. I fell down. And…” I said turning away as if to look upset.
I grabbed my drink and pretended to drink it and then placed it on the bench. By then I watched her friend pick up his glass and drink half of its contents.
DRINK YOUR DAM DRINK PAMMIE.
“Sorry I … I didn’t think he would do that. I thought he was generous, loving, caring, and so charming. I didn’t think he would ever hit me. He was mad because I caught him with another girl….” Pammie nervously took a drink of her drink looking over her cup at me. She was mad, and I could tell. “She was such a witch. She attacked me … she stole my boyfriend. And she was some dumb old lady who thought she had more going for her than me. I wished Sean hadn’t come back to him room actually. Because I wasn’t finished with her. By far…” I said lingering on my words evilly looking at Pammie. Pammie finished the contents of her drink and slammed the cup down before cleaning her throat.
“Well that’s all we really need Samara. Thank you very much for your time…” Pammie said getting up from the stool.
“No actually there’s more. Please sit down… You need to hear more about this other woman.” I said cheekily.
“Nah I’m good thanks.” She said bitterly.
“Pammie what are you doing?” her friend said looking angry with her. Pammie glared at him and I saw her nostrils flare before she slowly lowered herself back on the stool.
“So anyway…” I continued. “We fought and she was in some hideous lingerie. I mean no wonder Sean didn’t want her.” I smirked.
“I heard from sources he didn’t want you either. I mean isn’t that the reason he escorted you out?” I laughed at her sarcastically because I knew she was taking a stab at me unknowingly to her photographer friend.
“Yeah but we have talked through our issues. And we've made up…”
“Sean Hyatt doesn’t have one just one mistress. He has many…” Pammie said.
“Who?” I said in a surprised tone.
“I follow him around daily to know he has many women…” I couldn’t tell if she was lying or not. But it made me instantly mad.
“Are you talking about that red head from the park that I saw on the cover the other day?” I asked wondering if that was one of the other women Sean had ‘moved on’ with. Pammie shrugged,
“Who knows…?” she said coughing and then shaking her head.
Well I’m going to have to find out who this woman is!
I looked over at Austin and he was swaying slightly on the chair looking a little spaced out. I evilly grinned,
“So how are you feeling?” I asked. Pammie looked down at her glass and then looked at me. She went to grab the glass, but it tumbled on the floor and she went backwards off her stool and hit the floor just after it.
“Oh poor Pammie. Now… what to do with you?” I said smiling over her.
Samara...the forum won't let me tell you what I think of you!!!
You've gone off the deep end! This has so many broken laws to it that WHEN you are caught (and I know Seannie will find this out), you'll be put away for a loooong time!
SMH!
(And glad to see this post! Hope you're feeling better! )
Thanks Pammie. Ugh yeah my back is been such a pain. Physiotherapy has been helping slowly but not quick enough for my liking since i am still pretty laid up on my bad days ... but at the end of the day life doesnt stop and the simple things just have to be pushed through, even though my back doesnt wanna do it! It took me about two weeks alone to get the poses together (because its painful to sit for too long). Luckily the writing was already done. Hopefully the days to come i can get writing again and not take 5 and a half weeks to update.
I have the perfect man for that witch hanging out in my story. He also likes drugging people's drinks. I think they would be great together.... (Is Samara willing to have a gender change?)
@skcaga6 HAHA. Yes shes definitely stepped up the psycho in this case. And gone beyond what's legal ... so this could be interesting. Do you need a male Samara? LOL. @haswh - I don't think Samara's fantastic plan was thought through enough.
I had some scans, nothing sinister going on. Some bio- mechanical issues and some issues with the irritation of my nerves. I've been having acupuncture and some nerve stimulation weekly. It helps slightly turning my pain from a 8 out of 10 to a 4 for the days following ... but returns back in full force. It's not very fair, but hopefully it wont return one day after more sessions. I cant sit for longer than 20 minute periods and can't stand for longer than 10 minute ones. I can walk around longer than i can stand (work that out ?) but can lay all day. But laying all day is depressing, lazy and it sucks! If i had a laptop i'd be able to catch up my reading, i'd be able to write and make poses and not be so long in the process. But since i have a desktop it has made things hard. Love and hugs though to all of you that have stuck around xxx.
I wish you better soon. Having a way to read would at least fill the times you have to be in bed. I can only imagine how awful and depressing it can get. Sending good vibes your way!
And I hope someone finds them soon, because they both need to get to a hospital fast. If one or both of them dies, it would be terrible.
It had been days and I was completely over being held under the microscope. I had people invading the Hyatt, reporters, and even employees questioning me about everything. Finally the police arrived and I hoped they had some news since Beth had not found Pammie either. I directed them into my meeting room and gestured them to sit down.
“What may I do for you officer? Have you any news on Pam Cromwell?”
“Well Mr Hyatt. We have asked a lot of questions, and we have had some witnesses. But Pammie is missing. She has not been at her residence for 3 days, she has not shown for work and her photographer Austin Poole is also missing. At this stage we are placing this case as suspicious and would like to ask you some more questions about Mrs Cromwell…” I sat back and flailed my hands about not believing what I was hearing.
Where could she be?
“So does her boss know the last time he saw her? Or Victoria Major?” I asked.
“Let us talk most about the night in question. What was your relationship with Pamela Cromwell?” the detective asked sternly.
“Friends for many years. The night in question she had come over here and we were beginning a romantic night of sorts. Until Samara Becke showed up. I’m sure you know the rest. Since I have stated it to you MANY times now.”
“Witnesses say she left the building crying and you are one of the last to see her. Is there something you’re not telling us about Pam Cromwell?” the detective said sternly.
“No. Nothing. I just want to know what you know so I can help you locate her….”
“Her boss says he sent them out to get an interview from Samara Becke. But there has been no confirmation on them ever arriving to the eatery.”
“Have you spoken to Samara?” I asked.
“We have spoken to Miss Becke. And she has no knowledge of the two at all….”
“What you need is a warrant to search her residence. She’s a psycho. She is currently holding a grudge against Pam because she was caught in my apartment. Pam and Samara got into a fight. Why don’t you believe me? Why is more passable for a man to slog a woman than a woman to get into a cat fight?”
“Because we have many witnesses about your hostility. Not only did we witness it ourselves. It was very distressing for everyone Mr Hyatt.”
“Well you got nothing on me. Search the bloody place. Every room if you like, you have my permission…” I said waving the officer out.
“Your mother has already given us permission to do so and we found this.” The detective said sitting down and pulling out a plastic bag from his pocket with a phone inside it.
“Oh c’mon. She bloody left it in my room before leaving that night. This is bollocks. And completely circumstantial.” I said angrily shaking my head.
“Well we will be looking into this a little bit closer over the next few days. So you are still under house arrest Mr Hyatt until Mrs Cromwell has been located.” The detective said before getting up from the table. I didn’t say anything because I was wondering what my next step was going to be. “Have a good day Mr Hyatt…” I waved him away and ignored him. My mind was going a million miles an hour and knew I had to leave the Hyatt knowing in my gut that Samara had done something to Pammie.
10 minutes later, I stormed into the lobby seeing my mother and David there as if they were waiting for me.
“Might I have a word Sean?” David asked.
“Not now David. I have something to do.” I said heading to the exit.
“He’s just out of control Deidre.” I heard him mutter before turning back.
“What did you say to me? Do you forget who your boss here is, mate?” I said getting in his face. David looked a little intimidated at first, but looked to my mum for back up.
“Enough Sean. Please not another scene.” My mother said in a begging but firm tone.
“Look whatever…” I said shaking my head and walking away from them both.
“If you leave here, you will be arrested …” my mother said coming after me.
“If I don’t leave here, I will be stuck in this place or jail anyway.”
“You’ve lost your mind son. Take a step back and think about what you’re doing,” she asked.
“I’m sick of all fingers pointed at me mother. These police are treating Samara Becke as a victim. When I can guarantee you that she has Pam. I know it…” I said heading for the door.
“I won’t bailing you out again Sean Hyatt! Get back here …” she demanded.
But I ignored her and called a taxi hopping in it and directing the taxi to Samara’s house.
@xJojox - I wanted to add, everytime I’m doing screen shots for my game I think of you, because I think I have all of your poses and use at least one of them in every chapter! I have since learned to pose, and it’s time consuming and sometimes frustrating so thanks for sharing them and making them easy to use.
@AudreyFld when ur first starting out yes, it is tricky and very very time consuming. I have taught possibly 100 people or more how to pose in the years You could have asked me if you needed help. While poses only take me about 20 mins to make a chapter, i often suffer in pain to think long enough to get all the things done. Writing, pose making, loading the game, setting up statues, picture taking, editing, and actual posting. It's a long process really. And i have to change my posture too often to get a run going while im inspired. But i'm hoping step by step i can get ontop of it all again. Chronic pain is a daily part of my life now and i have to just do one thing at a time.
@AudreyFld when ur first starting out yes, it is tricky and very very time consuming. I have taught possibly 100 people or more how to pose in the years You could have asked me if you needed help. While poses only take me about 20 mins to make a chapter, i often suffer in pain to think long enough to get all the things done. Writing, pose making, loading the game, setting up statues, picture taking, editing, and actual posting. It's a long process really. And i have to change my posture too often to get a run going while im inspired. But i'm hoping step by step i can get ontop of it all again. Chronic pain is a daily part of my life now and i have to just do one thing at a time.
I can do them faster now too. Have learned a few shortcuts as well! But I know what you mean. It takes a long time to get a chapter out.
@AudreyFld - Trust me i will be doing way more this summer. My air-conditioning is central to my living areas (where my computer is) and sore back or not i have to spend time around my PC and lounge room. The weather here in Australia is absolutely disgusting right now. For instance the weather here tomorrow is 46C is approx 115F. This kind of heat is dry and awful. And we have had an entire week of it and it will continue all the way til Saturday. This generally goes on for about 10 days at a time before we get relief dropping down to the high 90s (F). I'm so thankful i'm doing hydrotherapy right now with my foot and back. I get in the pool everyday!
@AudreyFld - Trust me i will be doing way more this summer. My air-conditioning is central to my living areas (where my computer is) and sore back or not i have to spend time around my PC and lounge room. The weather here in Australia is absolutely disgusting right now. For instance the weather here tomorrow is 46C is approx 115F. This kind of heat is dry and awful. And we have had an entire week of it and it will continue all the way til Saturday. This generally goes on for about 10 days at a time before we get relief dropping down to the high 90s (F). I'm so thankful i'm doing hydrotherapy right now with my foot and back. I get in the pool everyday!
I thought we had bad temps. Sounds like Arizona weather. I am glad you have A/C and hydrotherapy sounds awesome.
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I've had that...the only way I got rid of it was to do squats (it helped to strengthen my gluts).
Here's hoping your doc can get you recovered. The pain is excruciating! Hugs to you!
SAMARA POV
I immediately panicked. I literally was meeting up with a private investigator to find Pammie for me but she landed right in my lap. I planned to have her threatened so she wouldn’t mess my story up or take my Sean away from me. After I had spoken to Sean I didn’t want to go down for this woman. And the fact that she was coming to my house I had to have a plan. I had connections through my Private investigator to have people hurt … but I completely bailed on our lunch since I found her myself and decided to rush home. I paced my living room for more than an hour deciding to make some orange juice in the food processor and crush up every kind of anti-depressant, Valium tablet, and my daily Clozapine that I took. I completely lost count of the tablets after about 20 and I wasn’t completely sure what the effect would be.
I just knew I wanted to mess that witch up good. When I added ice to the tablet and orange mix I heard the doorbell ring. I quickly gathered the tablets and placed them in the cupboard before swiping the bench down before answering the door. Pammie and her photographer friend were in the door way, and she looked completely unimpressed. Once we were inside I just wanted to dive at her and strangle her, but I gave a half smile to her male friend and directed them to the kitchen island bench.
“I was just making some refreshments….” I said politely bending into the fridge getting some soda water out.
“So. What do we want to ask today?” I said casually before pouring some soda water into the food processor.
“Well basically the real story about the other night….” Pammie’s friend said eagerly.
I placed some more juice in the blender and then turned it on while I contemplated my answer.
“Well …” I began looking directly at Pammie while I grabbed the jug and a few glasses. “It’s complicated it really is…” I said before pouring the juice.
“What happened with Sean?” Pammie asked. I couldn’t help but smile at her but more in a cheeky way. She kind of knew what happened, but I had the feeling her friend did not. I slid them both over a glass and poured myself a glass so the drinks was unsuspecting.
“Please enjoy…” I said before going to answer the question.
“Well he escorted me out of his room. He told me he didn’t want our baby and hit me. I fell down. And…” I said turning away as if to look upset.
I grabbed my drink and pretended to drink it and then placed it on the bench. By then I watched her friend pick up his glass and drink half of its contents.
DRINK YOUR DAM DRINK PAMMIE.
“Sorry I … I didn’t think he would do that. I thought he was generous, loving, caring, and so charming. I didn’t think he would ever hit me. He was mad because I caught him with another girl….” Pammie nervously took a drink of her drink looking over her cup at me. She was mad, and I could tell. “She was such a witch. She attacked me … she stole my boyfriend. And she was some dumb old lady who thought she had more going for her than me. I wished Sean hadn’t come back to him room actually. Because I wasn’t finished with her. By far…” I said lingering on my words evilly looking at Pammie. Pammie finished the contents of her drink and slammed the cup down before cleaning her throat.
“Well that’s all we really need Samara. Thank you very much for your time…” Pammie said getting up from the stool.
“No actually there’s more. Please sit down… You need to hear more about this other woman.” I said cheekily.
“Nah I’m good thanks.” She said bitterly.
“Pammie what are you doing?” her friend said looking angry with her. Pammie glared at him and I saw her nostrils flare before she slowly lowered herself back on the stool.
“So anyway…” I continued. “We fought and she was in some hideous lingerie. I mean no wonder Sean didn’t want her.” I smirked.
“I heard from sources he didn’t want you either. I mean isn’t that the reason he escorted you out?” I laughed at her sarcastically because I knew she was taking a stab at me unknowingly to her photographer friend.
“Yeah but we have talked through our issues. And we've made up…”
“Sean Hyatt doesn’t have one just one mistress. He has many…” Pammie said.
“Who?” I said in a surprised tone.
“I follow him around daily to know he has many women…” I couldn’t tell if she was lying or not. But it made me instantly mad.
“Are you talking about that red head from the park that I saw on the cover the other day?” I asked wondering if that was one of the other women Sean had ‘moved on’ with. Pammie shrugged,
“Who knows…?” she said coughing and then shaking her head.
Well I’m going to have to find out who this woman is!
I looked over at Austin and he was swaying slightly on the chair looking a little spaced out. I evilly grinned,
“So how are you feeling?” I asked. Pammie looked down at her glass and then looked at me. She went to grab the glass, but it tumbled on the floor and she went backwards off her stool and hit the floor just after it.
“Oh poor Pammie. Now… what to do with you?” I said smiling over her.
You've gone off the deep end! This has so many broken laws to it that WHEN you are caught (and I know Seannie will find this out), you'll be put away for a loooong time!
SMH!
(And glad to see this post! Hope you're feeling better!
Glad to hear your managing with you back sending healing thoughts and prayers!
@haswh - I don't think Samara's fantastic plan was thought through enough.
I had some scans, nothing sinister going on. Some bio- mechanical issues and some issues with the irritation of my nerves. I've been having acupuncture and some nerve stimulation weekly. It helps slightly turning my pain from a 8 out of 10 to a 4 for the days following ... but returns back in full force. It's not very fair, but hopefully it wont return one day after more sessions. I cant sit for longer than 20 minute periods and can't stand for longer than 10 minute ones. I can walk around longer than i can stand (work that out ?) but can lay all day. But laying all day is depressing, lazy and it sucks! If i had a laptop i'd be able to catch up my reading, i'd be able to write and make poses and not be so long in the process. But since i have a desktop it has made things hard. Love and hugs though to all of you that have stuck around xxx.
And I hope someone finds them soon, because they both need to get to a hospital fast. If one or both of them dies, it would be terrible.
It had been days and I was completely over being held under the microscope. I had people invading the Hyatt, reporters, and even employees questioning me about everything. Finally the police arrived and I hoped they had some news since Beth had not found Pammie either. I directed them into my meeting room and gestured them to sit down.
“What may I do for you officer? Have you any news on Pam Cromwell?”
“Well Mr Hyatt. We have asked a lot of questions, and we have had some witnesses. But Pammie is missing. She has not been at her residence for 3 days, she has not shown for work and her photographer Austin Poole is also missing. At this stage we are placing this case as suspicious and would like to ask you some more questions about Mrs Cromwell…” I sat back and flailed my hands about not believing what I was hearing.
“So does her boss know the last time he saw her? Or Victoria Major?” I asked.
“Let us talk most about the night in question. What was your relationship with Pamela Cromwell?” the detective asked sternly.
“Friends for many years. The night in question she had come over here and we were beginning a romantic night of sorts. Until Samara Becke showed up. I’m sure you know the rest. Since I have stated it to you MANY times now.”
“Witnesses say she left the building crying and you are one of the last to see her. Is there something you’re not telling us about Pam Cromwell?” the detective said sternly.
“No. Nothing. I just want to know what you know so I can help you locate her….”
“Her boss says he sent them out to get an interview from Samara Becke. But there has been no confirmation on them ever arriving to the eatery.”
“Have you spoken to Samara?” I asked.
“We have spoken to Miss Becke. And she has no knowledge of the two at all….”
“What you need is a warrant to search her residence. She’s a psycho. She is currently holding a grudge against Pam because she was caught in my apartment. Pam and Samara got into a fight. Why don’t you believe me? Why is more passable for a man to slog a woman than a woman to get into a cat fight?”
“Because we have many witnesses about your hostility. Not only did we witness it ourselves. It was very distressing for everyone Mr Hyatt.”
“Well you got nothing on me. Search the bloody place. Every room if you like, you have my permission…” I said waving the officer out.
“Your mother has already given us permission to do so and we found this.” The detective said sitting down and pulling out a plastic bag from his pocket with a phone inside it.
“Oh c’mon. She bloody left it in my room before leaving that night. This is bollocks. And completely circumstantial.” I said angrily shaking my head.
“Well we will be looking into this a little bit closer over the next few days. So you are still under house arrest Mr Hyatt until Mrs Cromwell has been located.” The detective said before getting up from the table. I didn’t say anything because I was wondering what my next step was going to be. “Have a good day Mr Hyatt…” I waved him away and ignored him. My mind was going a million miles an hour and knew I had to leave the Hyatt knowing in my gut that Samara had done something to Pammie.
10 minutes later, I stormed into the lobby seeing my mother and David there as if they were waiting for me.
“Might I have a word Sean?” David asked.
“Not now David. I have something to do.” I said heading to the exit.
“He’s just out of control Deidre.” I heard him mutter before turning back.
“What did you say to me? Do you forget who your boss here is, mate?” I said getting in his face. David looked a little intimidated at first, but looked to my mum for back up.
“Enough Sean. Please not another scene.” My mother said in a begging but firm tone.
“Look whatever…” I said shaking my head and walking away from them both.
“If you leave here, you will be arrested …” my mother said coming after me.
“If I don’t leave here, I will be stuck in this place or jail anyway.”
“You’ve lost your mind son. Take a step back and think about what you’re doing,” she asked.
“I’m sick of all fingers pointed at me mother. These police are treating Samara Becke as a victim. When I can guarantee you that she has Pam. I know it…” I said heading for the door.
“I won’t bailing you out again Sean Hyatt! Get back here …” she demanded.
But I ignored her and called a taxi hopping in it and directing the taxi to Samara’s house.
I saw 21 Jan and was like.....yeesssss!
I hope he’s not too late and finds them.
I can do them faster now too. Have learned a few shortcuts as well!
Sean is certainly going to get into trouble leaving while under house arrest.