Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Stick a fork in me

I hate when I feel like I do today. It started last night when I was forced to IM boyfriend laying on the floor with my laptop on my stomach. My lower back can go into fits (I do have arthritis in my lower back), and sitting on the couch was just too uncomfortable.

Then I tossed and turned a lot last night. I normally sleep on my side most of the night, but because my lower back was giving me fits, I'd wake up, roll over, fall back asleep....repeat. Finally around 3:00 AM, I gave up and laid on my back and went back to sleep. And for some stupid reason when I'm on my back, my head has to be on its side. So the few good hours of sleep I got because my back was bothering me cost me a stiff neck and some shooting pains in my face along my cheek.

Then Adira started to pester me for about a half hour until I finally gave up and dragged myself to work. On the drive in, my lower right leg was causing me pain every time I moved my foot. Fine, I can drive with my left foot.

Drag myself into the lab to find that (again) our incubator has become a pencillin factory. I am not too surprised since Monday was the last time stuff in there was used, just before we smelled the rain in the fresh air intakes. I was half expecting it, but it still made the thundercloud over my head a bit darker.

Perhaps when my right cheek isn't trying to electrocute me with pain, I can get a better handle on today's events. Until then, I ask "is the day over yet? Damn....."

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