Sunday, May 10, 2009
Mr. Jones And Me Tell Eachother Fairy Tales
So much for dancing in the streets... I didn't even have time to lace up my dancing shoes when I realized the morphine barely helped. I am still taking my norco as usual plus the morphine, impatiently waiting for this coming week when I can ring my angel doctor and start a more potent dose of the oral morphine. At this point, I am on the lowest dose, so there is much hope that my yearned for relief is still in the near future. The plan has been to titrate me up from the get-go, especially due to my miniature size, but RSD pain is so severe that there is a chance morphine may not be my liberator. Thankfully, my options are not out of stock just yet.
There is a sizable hole in my back yard because we are putting in a pool for the summer, so that means a little swimming (breast stroke, of course) is also in my near future!!!!
Who has a better life than me?!?!
Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there to children and fur babies alike!!!!
I leave you with one of my favorite quotes:
"It takes more courage to reveal insecurities than to hide them, more strength to relate to people than to dominate them, more 'manhood' to abide by thought-out principles rather than blind reflex. Toughness is in the soul and spirit, not in muscles and an immature mind." --Alex Karras
P.S. My t-shirt in that picture proclaims "I <3 Boys That Recycle." How fun!