To sleep…

Personal / Saturday, May 16th, 2009

Sleep. Is. My. Friend.

My goodness I’ve been sleeping a lot.

Thursday night I went to bed as soon as I left work. And I woke up at 10:30 pm from my nap and I went back to bed. I woke up Friday in a panic at 9:30 and thought I was late for work really it was 8:30. My mind is not about me. Sleeping HARD. DREAMING like mad. Crazy dreams. Not sure how much is drug induced though. Lil brother reminds me I did have surgery this week and my body is recovering. I just feel like a gimpy lazy mess. Don’t have the energy to properly unpack and make my home a home. Don’ t have the energy to cook (but I have AMAZING friends who sent me dinners!)

Thank you Da, Shan and Stephanie!

I’m slightly annoyed with the damn hand. Tis not been painful and I’m slowly weaning off the pain meds. But I can’t do things. And I’m impatient you see…so taking a shower and washing my hair or washing the dishes or making the bed…aggravates me. It could be so much worse, so I mean not to complain, complain…I’m just stating the obvious.

The one thing that is the hardest thing in the world for me to do right now (and painful) involves putting on my bra.

Impossible to do this one handed and not pull down with the other hand. And it hurts like hell when I do this. And yet, I have no other option…other than not wearing one, which I’ve been doing an awful lot of lately. But trust me, the girls need to be contained in public…and putting it on and taking it off is a hassle I’m not fond of at all.

At. All.


I did however manage to get a bra on to go out for dinner and a beer last night.

That lasted for a while until my incision started to feel, well, feel so I ended up napping with a pain pill instead. Baby steps!

Whatcha talkin' bout Willis?