Yesterday Jerry dragged my drugged up self to the doctor who told me that the super-duper drugs I was taking were crap and would only make me feel brain dead. This was true, and I had great hopes for the ones he gave me in their stead. We even watched Meeting People is Easy last night, which I was thrilled to get for Christmas. And I even remember watching it, unlike the night before when I am told we watched The Filth and the Fury, which I only vaguely remember. I was thinking that today we might even get out of the house to see Walk Hard.
But it seems my optimism was premature, as this morning I woke feeling worse than ever. I am so bummed out by this crap, but it has taught me to appreciate the relatively painfree moments (like right now). And I have learned that this does not necessarily mean that I will be going out salsa dancing tomorrow, but I am glad to have been able to sit and play a game of Scrabble this afternoon and to have sufficient attention span to hit the computer for a while.
Because who knows what tomorrow will bring.
I hope you are all enjoying your Christmas break, and are gearing up for a great weekend. I hope to return to regularly scheduled programming shortly.