I'm not hot shit in a wineglass, more curried goat in a paper cup

I woke up at 2AM with nightmares. It's great that I've gotten off the serious painkillers and got myself down to Tylenol and Advil, but I still have to sleep on my back, and that always increases the chances of me having these ( dreams where I'm paralyzed and the aliens are coming to get me.  )

Now I feel so achy and horrible. Stretching might make me feel better, but I'm not allowed to do much of that. I thought a shower might make me feel better, but then I remembered what an ordeal that is, under the circumstances. Lately it makes me feel more shaky in the knees. And I haven't been allowing myself caffeinated tea, on the hypothesis that sometimes caffeine makes women's breasts hurt and mine are in enough pain already. Also, that when I get a chance to sleep, I should do so. But I am so damned fed up with feeling tired. I know that's natural, my body is healing, it's going to be tired. But then not being able to sleep! Not fair!

Which is why I've been concentrating on posting awesome things the past few days. Talking cats, pictures of pirates, Hugh Laurie acting like a dork. Did I ever get a chance to mention that when I was coming out of surgery and needed to eat, Eor brought me blue corn chips and cashews? Yum. :) And the first few days when I could barely use my arms at all, he was doing everything for me - putting my glasses on and off and tucking me in on the couch, helping me sit u and lie down. Not being able to use your arms is not awesome, but having someone who'll do everything for you and sleep near you at night really is.

Now maybe I feel bucked up enough to go take that shower.

Hey, I heard it's supposed to stop raining by the weekend.  Yay.  Being as it's Wednesday I have to take the garbage out.  Oh, it's Wednesday.  It's the 18th - Eor, my doctor's appointment is not today, as I told you, it's tomorrow.  I guess I'm just trying hard not to forget about it and be late, but being a day early might be a bit of overkill.

Last night I dreamed I was watching an animated movie where Bertie Wooster and Jeeves were in Discworld!  And it was all done in lucylou's style! :)  Or styles, rather - the poor family they were staying with (I don't remember why) all looked like this sorta style, but Bertie and Jeeves of course looked like this - which totally clashes, I know.  (It was that one which stuck in my mind rather than the J/W picture she did for me, I suppose because this animation was a family show, so he kept his hat on.)