I'm feeling much more me now that the narcotics are out of my system. Don't worry, I saved lots to get me through the next school holiday.
So what is different? When I fold my arms across my chest, they actually touch my chest. That was pretty different the first time. It still feels like I did too many push ups. I'm sore around my armpits - my pec majors, pec minors, a little deltoid, levator and lat. Not too bad, considering I did an incline push up against the counter last night to test my strength. (Two-Drain said not to do push ups, but I figured a modified one would be ok.)
My sleeping is back to normal, being woken up every two hours by a kid or a cat. M woke me up at 1:30 AM to change her bed. I just replied, "You gotta be kidding..." I had to boot Dan out of bed to get it done. I guess incapacitated isn't on the fourth grade vocabulary list. But it should be!

"What's that?" he says.
"It's a Russian Tea Biscuit." I answer.
"Can I have one?" he asks.
"No, it's only for people who have had body parts cut off."
(It was worth a try...)
So for breakfast I had half a Russian Tea Biscuit, 2 colace, 2 doxycycline, 2 ibuprofen, one zoloft and a liter of water.
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