Reality Bites (which is good because I can’t)

Let’s see.

Found out that I could have diagnosed Bruce’s mother rather than Bruce, as I wanted.  Oh well.

I had dental work done on Wednesday and was fine.  After all, I’d been loaded up with Novocaine.  By the end of the day, the Novocaine began to wear off, and I felt sore.  I expected that, so no big deal.  I took some ibuprofen and got on with my night.  It was a fun one.  I went to the 50th anniversary of the first AA meeting that I ever went to.  I was able to visit with people I hadn’t seen in years.  It was great!  Came home, blah blah blah… bed.

Then 9 AM came around, and I woke up in excruciating pain.  I desperately wanted ibuprofen, but that meant having to get out of bed, something I really didn’t want to do as it involved moving.  It took over an hour of suffering before I was finally able to pull myself together enough to get up and medicate.  I was miserable all day.  But I know that because I am malnourished, I take longer to heal and pain can linger.  I had a practicum preview at school last night, providing us with info for our practicums in summer.  This was supposed to be followed by my appraisal class, but I just couldn’t make it to the latter.  The prof took one look at me and excused me.  I came home, curled up and whimpered for the rest of the night.  Randy brought me flowers, sweet man.

I woke up today feeling a little better, though still in pain.  I got to share the wealth, so to speak, by bringing the cats to the vet.  Now everyone in the family except Randy has been traumatized in the past 24 hrs; for all that he does, he deserves the exemption.

We have fleas, but have treatment for the cats and plan to bomb the house.  Flea bombs, not incendiary devices.  Not that I would object to that, per se.  Destroy and rebuild.  Might be easier.

Ok, off to do other things now.  Or not.  Maybe I’ll just curl up and whimper again.  It’s a coin toss.

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