And...
I'm back again.
I said I was gonna go check the rabbit.He was fine.
Just needed some grain is all.
I came back in and fed the following: Outside cats (filled the feeder)
Inside cats, including water.
Murphy, and
the parakeet. Moving around a little seemed to loosen me up some. Got done with the critters and took a coupla Ibuprofen again and laid down. Never really did fall asleep.
Just laid there, reading, mostly. Got up to go to the bathroom (which has been becoming steadily easier, thank God) and when I got done reading in there (Dreams of Ada in the bedroom, Deadly Relations in the "library"...), I found myself bent over, putting my hair up in one of those "top-of-the-head" ponytails.
Then, I came back down here and looked up "salmonella" to see if I'd poisoned myself with the chicken I made whenever it was a few days ago and that Eric said was the last thing he saw me eat. But, the symptoms don't match that well. Maybe it was some kinda "stomach thing". I have no clue. I'm just glad it seems to be over now, or getting close to "gone".
Now, if my back would give me a break... *rolls eyes* Maybe if I start moving around some...
Get Eric to knead into it when he comes in for breakfast... Meanwhile, I think I'll go splice my speaker wire back together that some dopey, random cat chewed through on the CD player... the "big" one, not the Walkman...
Then, since there ain't jackshit on TV (I'm watching friggin' Saved by the Bell, for God's sake) and I don't wanna waste energy fighting with the tape and/or DVD player in the kitchen, I'm just gonna (blast?)... have music playing. Like the soundtrack of Jesus Christ Superstar... Yeeeaaahhh...
*grinning* Back later. Peace
*Update*
Fuck, I forgot again... my ankles have been back to normal size since yesterday afternoon.I think that's what all that peein' was about. And... I got two showers during that tour of duty in hell.
They helped a lot. Also, apparently, sometime during alla this, my eyes decided to age. I've never been one who wants, needs, or can even stand 100 watt bulbs in every lamp, light fixture and whatever else, the stove, I suppose.
Anyway, I have a 15 watt bulb in the bedroom to read by that won't wake Eric up.
Apparently, that's not enough, anymore. I was having trouble seeing the letters toward the end, there.
Started while I was in the bathroom and I think it's a 40 watt bulb in there, but it's directly over where I was laying and more irritating than helpful. But, if I do read too much, my eyes get all blurry, up close.
They usually clear up, though, if I lay down or sleep. Not this time. I'm sitting here now, wearing Rob's glasses to even be able to see what I'm spelling. So.
Guess I hafta go brighter in the bedroom.
25 watts, I suppose. Or a miner's helmet.
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