It’s 6am. I’ve slept probably 3 hours at the most. I’ve increased the dosing intervals for my Percocet from 6 to 8 hours and I’m feeling it. My leg starts to ache well before it’s time for my next dose, probably not because I need it for pain suppression but rather because I’m addicted to […]

Today was a pretty good day. Edward’s assistant came by this morning and washed my laundry. I went to physical therapy. They said I’m making good progress. We had lunch, then I came home and rested. Later I went to dinner with some friends. Then I had the most amazing, comfortable nap. I had a […]

Me at 2:30a this morning: My leg decides to start the day early by waking me up throbbing with pain. I decide to take medication and get something to eat. I am sitting on my bed trying to calculate the most efficient way to get the cereal that is on top of my refrigerator into […]

I guess everybody cries

Today I cried for the first time in as long as I can remember. It’s been at least a few years. I’m on the type of person who cries. It takes a lot to make me want to cry, because I go through every waking moment dealing with social anxiety, generalized anxiety and migraines. I […]

I’m still trying to scrub my way through the top layer of filth on the bathroom fixtures here. It looks like whoever was the last roommate here they never cleaned the bathroom, so there’s a layer of plaque on the tub, toilet and sink. Scrubbing Bubbles is my ally.