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09 December 2015 @ 09:36 am
 
I made an appointment to see my back doc next week. I am still not clear to drive, walk much, or bend. So I spend a lot of time sitting or lying. The hardest part is keeping my feet and back in the proper positions. I need a footrest. Like a lot of people in the lower-middle income (or lower) bracket, we don't buy much furniture, instead getting it from other people or occasionally the sidewalk. But I think in this case we could go to Goodwill and get an ottoman.

It's boring. I wish people would visit me, but they don't do that much in the best of times. I was talking to my mom and said "Somebody get fuckin' R"-"(A cousin's wife)-to come visit me, I could use the company, I like her." To which my mom said "she's having hip replacement surgery next week!"

I mean, really. My dad is having surgery next week too. What did we do? I know we didn't do anything but exist, but still.

You'd think i'd be writing more but I'm not. Maybe it's the painkillers-they're great for not doing anything. But nope, eking out a few hundred words a night is all. Maybe I'll finish that original short story I started in March.
 
 
Territurps33 on December 12th, 2015 04:43 pm (UTC)
How are you feeling now? A little better I hope.
I'm a thunder-breathing dragonettei_amthecosmos on December 12th, 2015 09:12 pm (UTC)
Honestly, it's mostly the same.