Scoundrels, Reckless miscreants and other interesting people

I gotta get back to work. Sure my job is easy but it still requires a clear head.

After I crashed and then fell yesterday I have been hurting. Its okay though because I got some SLEEP. Sleep is a wonderful thing. Never underestimate sleep.

Sleep is good
Sleep is great
Sleep is better then the cream of wheat I ate!

Tittays tittays.

I am working on a book of prose now. I don't say poems because I don't fancy myself a poemtress. Poet. I like my pen to be as mighty as a sword. But then there are poems that make you bleed a little and that is good.

I can get prose out quickly. Crafting stories takes a bit longer. Maybe I should of been a reference librarian who wears expensive lingerie?

My camera is missing. I wanted to take some photos of my incisions. They are in the shape of a small shark, bite. A playful nip, really.

My son is brilliant. He lacks the arrogance to go along with his sensational adeptness at whatever instrument he picks up. The life of a person in music is hard though, glad he is getting a degree. 16.5 years I have been a parent. I wont count the 9 months of reading Shakespeare and listening to good music and eating right.

I feel 25 really, 30 on worse days. Age is such a funny concept. I keep looking in the mirror to see if I am wrinkled or anything beyond my normal self. If you look really close, there are 1-2 laugh lines. That just means I laugh alot.

It might be the braces.

So nice outside

So hot in here. Fever keeps coming up. Have a z pack for strep, wonder whats lurking in my intestines? Turtles, the candy? That would be great.

We can't force healing. Rest and hydration and narcotic pain medicines are the way to go. Oxycontin hasn't really been doing it for me. Sure it knocks me out but then 2 hours later I am up and the pain is there.

So I am on Lortab, which I believe to be liquid Vicodin.

This a peek into my day.

Around now, go to sleep after reading a few paragraphs.
Sleep 2-3 hours. Wake up, assess pain. Slowly and with much gentleness switch positions.
Dog moves with me. Cat is indifferent.
Fan is on me, heating pad is on the place that hurts the worse.
I feel like there is some kind of volcano Tiki king that needs to be calmed down. So I throw vitamins and medications down there in hopes it will calm the hell down.
Go back to sleep.
Wake up hopefully less then 3x before my daughter comes in. Full of sweetness and love.
Get up. This part sucks, stomach muscles cut, I gotta do labor breathing for this one.
Go pee. Sit there for as long as it takes to summon the strength to get back up.
While in the bathroom I am visited by every living thing in my house, save for the cat I call Loaf.
Loaf and I don't see eye to eye. Also, wont it be funny when Loaf, the feral ceiling cat breaks through the ceiling because she has become so grande?
Suck down pain medication.
Kids off to school.
Shower. Standing or sitting.
Fresh pajamas/lounge wear.
Have cup of broth with whey protein.
I had TEA today! It was wonderful and a step back to normalcy.

By this point I am so whipped, I get back in bed and try to read or make something of myself, but I end up sleeping for several hours in preparation of the kids coming home.

Through all this I drink water. I can't just swig it down, each drink is actually 3 sips, to measured out in my mouth slowly. If I fuck up and the swollen pouch is too full the pain is immediate and severe.

Yep, pissed off God. Very old testament.

I forgot to add that I clean light stuff throughout the day and get my daughters clothes together. I had 6 outfits ready pre op and now I am hustling to get her dressed. Otherwise she would go to school with ill fitting clown type club clothes.

I am keeping up on forums and facebook.

We had to replace a tire and get a new water heater. Usually I would be stating that it is my birth month and saying that its 12 shopping days till my birthday but this year, I am not as amped.

Fun times to be had. Gotta get healed. Walked alot today.