Entry tags:
another day, another doctor (all this week and into next, oh boy!)
Orthodist = hunky as usual. *swoon* He's fixing my orthodic (basically putting a hinge in the ankle part) and frankensteining my shoes that I bought to wear with it (built up sole on the right foot, 'cause my right leg is shorter; toe caps on both feet so they'll slide and not drag/catch and wear down when I walk with 'em.). I have my sandals back, just in time for the weather to turn nice. I'm going back on Friday to pick everything up.
(It's 55F here right now and gorgeous. You wish you were here, you know it.)
Clickies:
I know far too many people with chronic pain conditions. (And I mean that in the "it sucks that so many people have them, including myself and one of my loves, goddamnit." way.) How chronic pain throws your cortex out of sync.
Space kimchi!
I have whined to the nurse about my lack of non-narcotic pain meds. She's calling me back. But first, lunch.
(It's 55F here right now and gorgeous. You wish you were here, you know it.)
Clickies:
I know far too many people with chronic pain conditions. (And I mean that in the "it sucks that so many people have them, including myself and one of my loves, goddamnit." way.) How chronic pain throws your cortex out of sync.
Space kimchi!
I have whined to the nurse about my lack of non-narcotic pain meds. She's calling me back. But first, lunch.
