March 17th, 2008

me and my vulture

Driving the Snakes out of Croydon (long and bad-tempered)

I am in two kinds of pain today.

The first is the usual, though it's been more intense of late, requiring my maximum dosage almost every day. Fortunately I have a backup stash if I run out (not on the scale of House's backup, but enough to get me through a week). The Lidocaine patches help a little, but not much.

The second is the absence of Bob, who is down at the farm, building us a garage. I know I sound like a complete baby, but I miss him so much, my heart aches. I honestly don't know how military wives do it, and I have a tremendous amount of respect for what they go through - I am lonely after four days with daily phone calls, and I will see him on Thursday, so have nothing to complain about. But I still can't sleep without him beside me.

Wah, wah, wah. Enough about me.

Let's talk about the end of the world (You know how I love it).
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