I've been down with the Plague for most of the week. Four consecutive days off work and I'm finally starting to feel better now the weekend's half over. And I haven't managed to consume any red wine at all.
I went to the dentist today and was brutalized by a bad tempered hygienist who made me want to poke her in the eye with that pointy little thing she kept stabbing my gums with. I never understand why some hygienists can make a cleaning so painless while others seem to enjoy making it torturous.
So tomorrow I'm back to writing my paper, finishing touches, and then it's due Tuesday. I wish I'd chosen a different topic now but I don't want to rewrite at this late date. So onward. Go go go... B-plus. Phhhttt.
Things have been calm with C for the last little while. I'm not entirely sure why. I keep reading about people who've lost their addicts to overdoses, heart attacks, organ failure... and I want to believe C can get better... but I'm worried she won't. Truly. So maybe I should treasure these moments of calm as much as I can. I've agreed to take them out tomorrow for a couple of hours. Again, hoping for no incidents.
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