Things Hurt

I am having an extremely bad pain day.  Vicodin doesn't even seem to touch it.  I feel like a walking pharmacy.  I guess it's a good thing I finished and posted chapter thirty of Leap of Faith last night because I never would have been able to do it today.  18 days until my surgery.  I wish they could also take out the damn pain center in my brain while they are at it.  And also my knee chose today to act up as well.  I am seriously feeling sorry for myself.  I hate it when I get like this.  I am generally such an optimist, but right now I just want to curl up in a dark room and sleep my life away.  And I'm pretty sure I'm getting a UTI, just for the fun topper on that particular cake.  Since my pre-op appointment is on Thursday, I'm really hoping not, because I can't be sick or they'll cancel the surgery.  I've drunk about a gallon of cranberry juice.  I hate being so miserable and having such a bad attitude.  It isn't me and I don't like it.

Things Hurt

I am having an extremely bad pain day.  Vicodin doesn't even seem to touch it.  I feel like a walking pharmacy.  I guess it's a good thing I finished and posted chapter thirty of Leap of Faith last night because I never would have been able to do it today.  18 days until my surgery.  I wish they could also take out the damn pain center in my brain while they are at it.  And also my knee chose today to act up as well.  I am seriously feeling sorry for myself.  I hate it when I get like this.  I am generally such an optimist, but right now I just want to curl up in a dark room and sleep my life away.  And I'm pretty sure I'm getting a UTI, just for the fun topper on that particular cake.  Since my pre-op appointment is on Thursday, I'm really hoping not, because I can't be sick or they'll cancel the surgery.  I've drunk about a gallon of cranberry juice.  I hate being so miserable and having such a bad attitude.  It isn't me and I don't like it.