Grumpy asshole-ishness
I stayed home today. My back hurt so bad I slept on the couch so that I could pull myself up off of it easily enough the million times I have to pee at night. So now the rest of my body is sore, but my back might actually feel better? I'm taking the anti inflammatory they gave me last time it was bad, which is expired, but I don't want to leave the house and visit the doctor by bus since something is working. So now I'm taking the back medicine and sometimes a muscle relaxer, and antibiotics from the tooth pulling. I've been living on mashed potatoes and scrambled eggs and I can only eat during the three hour period in between medicine. So, I'm grumpy, sore, and the pennicillin has made everything that I do eat leave in rapid fashion. Which is fantastic considering how long it takes me to pretzel twist into a position where I can wipe my own ass. Derek is doing better with his cold/fever thing, and I'm greatful for that.