Okay, my doc has no openings until some time in January and I will have to depend on steroid shots into the joint (and the damned Norco) for pain relief until then. Since the reason we decided on the more serious surgery was because the damned shotsweren't lasting more than a week, I am not very happy.
I am going to go see my family practice doc about pain relief and remind myself every time I start feeling sorry for myself that one of my closest friends is undergoing chemo and radiation for a squamous cell carcinoma.
I am also going to stay in a wheelchair. No more walking until this gets fixed. Have noticed that people tend to be very nice to people in wheelchairs.
You know the strange thing is that for DECADES I have had occasional reoccurring dreams (maybe once every 6 months) that I am using a wheelchair when I don't really need it and feeling guilty about it.
Since I am a total materialist (in the philosophical sense--monist, not dualist) I flatly refuse to believe that is anything but a coincident.
So it may be longer before I can write again. Having enough trouble signing onto WoW due to my hand-eye issues. My Goblin Rogue is making very poor progress so far.
Love you all, but haven't been able to read much. I try to look at it as "Look at all these finished stories I have read now that 3/4 of my brain isn't involved with try to remember how to focus my eyes!!!!)
A Complete Waste of Time
(or: At least it is exercise for an aging brain)
- *deep sigh with trembling lower lip*