I’m feeling a bit better

Everyone has been so nice to me for the past few days (not that you aren’t usually 🙂 I really appreciate it. I realize that this is going to sound completely cheeseball, but it means so much to me that you guys have been so concerned about Doc (and me) and have been so quick to help us out in so many ways. I know that’s what friends do: we get each other through the tough times, providing an ear, a shoulder and a kleenex when we can’t figure out how to cope with the shit that life has thrown at us. And sometimes, when we haven’t seen each other in way too long, we pick up like it was only yesterday. I just hope that I can return the favor someday.

I’ve felt rather wiped out, mentally and physically… I guess it was a cumulative effect, culminating on Wednesday with the emergency room visit and all. I’m definitely feeling better now than I was last week. Stopping my Project 365 was a surprisingly huge relief, and once I beat it into my own thick head that it was OK to just go out to eat if I don’t feel like cooking, I suddenly felt like cooking again. Go figure.

My boss let me take the day off on Thursday, Kathryn came over that evening to hang out, and Brett showed up with a cubic meter of Italian food. I saw Debbie and Rachel, neither of whom I’ve seen in ages, on Saturday at Ginger’s wedding shower, then on Saturday night Brittney, Yvonne and Nate came over for margaritas and dinner. I had a great time playing with Zoe, and she smiled and laughed a lot (Yvonne said it was real smiling, not just gas 🙂

Enough about me. Doc has been up and down since I last wrote. The hydrocodone prescription from the E.R. has run out, but I think those pills were causing him not to be able to sleep (even moreso than usual). And also, did you know that those pills cost thirteen cents each? Crazy. I was expecting multiple dozens of dollars for the 5-pill prescription, as seems to be our fate with the medications that we need, and it was all of 65 cents. Embarrassingly enough, I did not have exact change and had to break a $20. The pharmacist looked like she wanted to roll her eyes at me, and I don’t blame her. Who doesn’t have 65 cents at the bottom of their purse?! (Me, apparently).

Anyway, Saturday was a pretty good day: Doc felt better than he had in a long time. Today was not so good. His head hurt pretty bad and he’s been falling asleep randomly all day. About 9 p.m. he said that he felt awake for the first time today.

I’m hoping that he’ll at least start having more good days than bad ones, if he can’t be pain free.