…so please excuse me if I’m not my usual happy self the next few days.
It’s been over 241 weeks since the hit & run. Sometimes I feel like there’s been no progress at all…like every battle I go into is just a waste of effort. Other times I feel almost strong enough to take on the world again. Occasionally I drink to forget – but wake up worse than I started.
Today is one of the bad days. I am unable to move my neck. My back muscles have all decided to go into spasm. My head is pounding up one side. The drugs are making me nauseous.
And I’m stuck here…sick, tired & alone.
I can’t even find the energy to read my emails…sorry. Normal service will be resumed soon, I promise.
Just got to pull my sorry self together.