I have busted out every single pain med I have, and my jaw is still a font of misery. I need a team of dental professionals to sedate me, fix every problem they find in my mouth and jaw, and wake me with a morphine drip when it’s over.
Where they shoot BIll Gates? I know their pain.
Thursday is my Monday.
I went to breakfast this morning, despite my wallet’s protest. Don’t care. I have to have sanity where I can find it.
You know how I wrapped up super early last night? Yeah no. Chattering brain struck again. One of my daily meds is supposed to help with that. Definitely will need to address that at my next doctor appointment. Also the dreams. They ranged from French theatre absurdist to Stanley Kubrick disturbing.
Brief morning lie down, then I’m starting my day.
You’d think a chemically aided sleep would be restful, but no. Woke up several times during the night. At least the migraine seems to be gone.
Woke up at 2 am feeling hot and needing to pee. Went to the bathroom and turned my fan on. I feel like I should fall asleep pretty soon.
Woke up to a child who “forgot” computer was yesterday only and slightly more of a winter wonderland. Waiting to see if work gets cancelled again for tonight. Probably not. Can’t afford a second night off but not looking forward to driving in this mess.
Not a bit. Facebook tells me 15-20 miles away, where work is, is covered in an icy mix. This is gonna suck tonight.