Seriously Not Funny
Been sleeping on the floor the last few days, which is supposedly good for the back. Between that, the Ixprim tabs and the anti-inflammatory ones I woulda thought things might be easing up. Either the Ixprim are having no effect at lessening the pain (not good) or they are and i'm only feeling the half of it (bad). I thought things were getting slightly better this morning, then I stood up and it was just as bad as wednesday. On the upside I eventually managed to stay on my feet for ten minutes and have a shower, on crutches.
I've a fairly high threshold for pain, or at least I'm getting more used to dealing with it having gone through the gallstones/pancreas/amylase thing, so this is really getting to be rather annoying. And boring. The pain I can manage, it comes and goes when I move my back to bend or reach for something, or simply to get more comfortable. What's annoying is not knowing how bad it's going to be when it does happen, mostly I can grimace and bear it but twice it's dropped me to my knees. I'll give it till wednesday morning, and if there's no improvement it's back to the doc or, preferably, get him to call out. Beginning to wonder what it'd be like if things don't get better; I know they will, but being bored the mind wanders.
I think the worst part is that my head still works fine, it's just being frustrated by a body that just won't function properly. There's stuff I want to do but can't. Gillian's going to bring my iMac up to me tomorrow, so I should be able to get some work done for Calor. That should occupy my headspace for a couple of hours. Might even be able to process some images and check my email.
The real pisser is that the last few days have been good weather wise from what I've seen through the bedroom window; not too sunny, not too cloudy, just right. Coulda gone out and taken some photos, maybe finished the damned Coastland project. Worse still I'm missing playing with Jack. He comes in to visit me, which is lovely, but he can't run and jump at me like he's always done because I can't catch him and pick him up. Miss that. Still, he gives me hugs, gentle ones, tells me silly stories and makes me laugh. He's just like his mum.
Finished watching season 1 of Dexter, really enjoyed it. The 'twist' is pretty obvious quite early in the season, but it's still fun watching Dexter try to figure things out and resolve issues the only way he knows how. Watched the first two epsiodes of season 2, looks like it's going to be just as much fun. Maybe more so now that Dexter has other domestic issues and a nosy cop sniffing around. After Dexter I'll move onto Deadwood, Gillian got it for me a while back but I haven't had a chance to watch.
Pete and JB are racing ahead in the volvo ocean race game, but I've got a plan. Just hope it works better than the last one. Plans never work out like you expect, which makes things interesting.