Oxycodone

I tell you, life on Oxycodone is just about impossible!  I hate the stuff, it leaves me with massive hangovers that last most of the following day -  all without the partying the night before!  Oh ugh!

But, it is the only thing which will cut the incredible pain in Mr. Stumpie this infection has brought!

Swelling is way down, enough so, that I was able to wear my leg for five hours - but the next day, the swelling returned with a vengeance.  So back to drugs and scooter :(  it took 5! pills just to get me to bedtime!  And now I am so hungover, all I want to do is spend the day face down in the toilet.  Lord, I hate this painkiller!

But, I have been able to spend about three hours a day for the past week on my next painting, the drawing and layout all are done, the paints selected, now if I can just be stable enough to paint this afternoon?

And to really complicate things for me, this physical battle has extended into a mental battle I am not able to meet.  Past hurts soar to the forefront, questions unanswered now want answers - but there never will be answers I fear.  Just memories in my tormented dreams and current waking hours.  Then I was to see that 110 friends disappeared on FaceBook again.  I guess I should not be surprised - welcome to my nightmare!

Oh well, an incredibly disappointing year, a horrible summer, a horrible month, a horrible week, a devastating day for me emotionally.   I quite literally - just give up ...  I wonder how many of those will even notice I have been lost on FB?  Guess we can judge by friend requests I will get or not .

ARGH!