I have a new rule for living, one that I should have learned a while ago: doctors lie to their patients all of the time. For example, if they say that you'll be "up and around the next day" after a surgery, what they actually mean is "five days later, you'll still feel like barely warmed-over death." It's a slight, subtle difference between the two.
As fknmclane mentioned earlier, I've been down since Thursday after having...well, I guess it's fair to say that they pretty much removed my sinuses and decided to "start from scratch." It's five days on now, and I still feel lousy - I can't breathe, my nose hurts and is still oozing blood/water/mystery liquid (brain juice? transmission fluid? Tang?) every few minutes. Plus, I'm tired. Really, really tired. Like, "falling asleep at my desk" tired. At least my office passive-aggressively guilt-tripped me into coming into work today instead of working from home.
Good times!
Expect the posts to be even more bizarre and meandering than usual - at least until I can get through a day without washing my Vicodin down with a whiskey chaser. So, probably early April.
3 comments:
vicodin? the only thing that does is not let you shit for days upon days. been there done that.
Get well Duke. I miss you. I miss your smell. I miss your laugh. Maybe when you get better we could get a condo together.
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