post op.

Oh yes, I'm back. Somewhat alive... with less pain but still on antibiotics because I got sick.

I really felt like a little old lady and my movement is still hindered. I can't sit up or stand up straight because it pulls on the stitches. At least it's done and over with, that's the good thing. Sadly, painkillers didn't do anything for me. I think the amount the gave me should have knocked out a horse. I felt everything, lucky me. I had to move back to the couch because I couldn't get in and out of bed. Now, I'm covered with bruises, very pretty. Now, I just have to get back to normal. I had a couple friends stop by and visit me and it really got me thinking.

If you had a choice, would you choose something you're used to but it may not be so good for you or would you take a chance and try something new. This has been floating around in my mind for the past week or so. How do you choose between those too? And of course, like all big decisions, you can't really go back and change your mind after you make your decision. I guess you can think of it like choosing a breakfast... if that makes sense. Do you go for your standard bacon, eggs and toast kind of breakfast (my favorite kind of breakfast) or do you let someone order for you. Let's say this person does not know you and they cannot pick your standard breakfast.

Oh and my boyfriend is turning 29 tomorrow. I guess this birthday is hitting me the hardest.



A lot of strange things have been on my mind lately. There's quite a list on my phone of things I have to write about.

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