I've been so bored I can't stand it. Making myself stay put is killing the fuck out of me. I went to Michael's the other day and got a latch-hook rug for one of the bathrooms. OOH. Yesterday I made/simmered spaghetti sauce. Yea. Everything wears me out. And they're only showing the "jump the shark" episodes of "Charmed" in the morning (the ones with that stupid "BILLIE" ho), so I'm forced to watch The Price is Right. Don't get me wrong, Bob Barker is cool and all, but come ON...bring on the Drew already.
Today, I woke up and the "nummies" are gone in my belly. Holy fucking SHIT, the pain is indescribeable. And my incision itches. I "rub/scratch" it, but because the numbness has worn off, the nerve endings just scream. I'm out of pain meds, and ibuprofen barely handles this shit.
I know I made the right decision, getting this done and all, but FUCK I wish it was over already. I thought it was, but the second part is sucking pure hairy ass.