I feel old today. I hurt. My feet are still tingly. I wonder how long it will take for that to go away now that I've stopped the Diamox again to prepare my body for the spinal tap that has to be rescheduled once my new doc is back in the country and able to tell the spinal tap doc what he's looking for and all that jazz.
I feel sometimes like all I do is complain. I feel like all I do is hurt. I do hurt all the time now, but I hope to God I don't complain all the time. It's just so frustrating to not be able to do what I want to do...to be in pain no matter what I do, but to have to watch what I do because doing too much makes the pain worse...I don't remember signing up for this. Did I sign up for this?
This is not a good day. I found all these pics I wanted to upload to WalMart.com and print out, and then the damn site bleeped on me and I lost them all in cyberspace somewhere. I don't have the patience to do that again this morning so in a while I'll just put them on a CD and take that in. It'll be a lot less hassle.
Whine, whine, whine....
It's gonna be one of those days.