post-op
August 08, 2005, 10:27 P.M.
I'm groggy, tired, and in a considerable amount of pain. Things did not go quite as well this time, and it hurts a lot more.
On the plus side, I have Darvocet for the pain this time. But I can only take them when I'm prepared to pass out, so if I want to be conscious, I have to be prepared to deal with some fairly nasty pain.
I wasn�t prepared to do that this afternoon, so of course I spent it passed out in the recliner, my hand propped on a pillow. Now I just want to drink a glass of milk, pop a painkiller, and hit the rack.
This fucker hurts.
Reading: �Rumpole Rests His Case �, by John Mortimer. Which came before the one I just finished, but I goofed and got them out of order.
Listening: nothing.
Beading: nope.
One Year Ago, I was up early.