Shew, rough night last night. Serious ear/jaw pain, couldn't get comfortable. Only made it about 4 hours before I sat straight up in bed choking on I don't know what. Supposedly, this is the time when the scabs are supposed to start sloughing and I do feel some strange stuff back there, but I can't really tell what's what. I can't get my mouth open wide enough to actually see what's going on and I'm not sure I really want to anyway. In any event, the night was rough (also, puggies decided they'd potty in the bed! HELLLLLO, bad poo poo's!) and I ended up on the couch with laundry running at 3:30 AM and poor Dave, no rest for the wicked in this house.
After sleeping most of the morning and choking down enough Slim Fast that I could take another dose of meds, I am feeling pretty ok now. Course it's not quarter to 3 in the afternoon and I've done absolutely NOTHING today. Thank god I have this time off from work, there's no way I could be working during all this. Even on the days when the pain is pretty tollerable, there is just no way I'd have the physical stamina and/or voice to handle a full day of work. I may end up being off a little longer than I really need to be, but I figure a few extra days of recovery time isn't the worst thing in the world.
Supposedly the scabs should start coming off some time in the next few days, which some report as the worst of all of it and others report as mostly just gross. Guess we'll see. I don't see me getting much in the way of actual food down until that happens, anything that isn't super liquidy rubs and makes it feel like my throat is going to split in half and I'm scared one of those little scabbies will come of before it's time and land me in the ER with the bleeding and all, so I'll just stick with what's working for now. Popsicles for dinner, it's seriously not the worst thing in the world :)
In other, more pleasant news, Maxter is moving into his first rental on November 1st. I'm so excited for him, I just can't believe how within a year, that kiddo has managed to march off down his own path in a blaze of glory. I keep telling him that we've got a ton of things for him if he can get to Colorado, furniture, desks, tvs, etc....mostly, I'm hoping it will be a way to bribe him to come visit so I can squeeze him, but I really do want to help him get set up in his first place. He says he's coming for Turkey Day, I sure hope so! If not, we'll go up there to have Christmas at his new place, if he's ready that it is.
I miss Max so very much and every now and then, the voices try to point fingers at myself and tell me that it's my fault he's not here with me, close to home. Mostly though, this all feels pretty ok and I believe Max and I will continue to grow in our relationship. I couldn't ask for anything more really, we talk regularly and I see someone who's experimenting and trying on different things. He's at a very exciting time in his life, I am very happy that I have the opportunity to be involved, even if from afar. It may be different then what I envisioned, but life never really turns out exactly how we expect now does it?
More soon, if I am lucky tomorrow will be a better day and I'll have more motivation/energy to manage some oneline picture maintenance.
Love to you all
S
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