rootofnewt | (no subject)

the sport i'd most like to excel in is the luge. honestly.... to be able to reach those speeds and to *feel* the speed right underneath my head, back, butt, legs... wow. talk about an adrenaline rush.

i'm feeling quite a bit better. still rather sore, but mending nicely. and i've nearly removed all the damn adhesive.

i've been a little less nauseous, but it's still pretty nasty. i can make myself eat, but i don't like to... even so, some things appeal at different times... bruschetta, lime kojel (fake gelatin), salad, tacos.

i'm very grateful for all the support i've had. it's certainly made things a little less scary. not entirely so, but better.

i just don't even want to think about going into surgery again. i'll wait until the results from the ct scan are in.

boy is awake. i should go shoo him into bed. it's past his bedtime and i don't want a cranky boy tomorrow.

gonna be bad enough having a cranky me tomorrow. of all things, i should not have to visit the doctor then, but it was her only opening for awhile.

i had a lovely 13 hours of sleep last night, but i'm already tired. i think i'll hit the sack around midnight.