Reading that last post made me hate myself for caring so much about those things when, on nights like tonight (and last night and the night before), I’m in agonizing pain and would give anything for it to go away. I can’t get to the doctor until Friday morning. 800 mg ibuproufen is my saving grace right now. Can’t eat. Can’t sleep. Can’t focus. I have no idea what it is. Okay, I have some idea of what it might be but they are bad ideas that I should not have.
