More apocalypse, less angst
so i’ve been pretty depressed all week… some combination of pain in the nerve canal of my jaw and painkillers and being in my house all alone and not feeling motivated to do much more than a little walk down to the post office.… Continue Reading “as simple as building a fire”
illness frustrates me to no end – the seeming uselessness of lying in bed while the body goes through its healing contortions – the total lack of power, lack of ability to speed up the process, the reminder we are mortal wrought each moment… Continue Reading “the fourth practice”
i am feeling wretchedly ill from the painkillers these past couple of days…. unable to do much except lie about and read and do the occasional stitching between naps… here is the latest installment on the rug… i’m in the home stretch now.
the T3s and the pain have caused some disjoint in my logic processes and i seem unable to post a coherent entry – so instead here are some notes from my day…. it seems an odd thing to do – to add a memorial… Continue Reading “random notes for the day”
i now have extra room in the back of my mouth – sans wisdom teeth. david drove me home from the surgeon’s and all in all i’m feeling okay (though i can only eat soft things for the next week, and i’m sure without… Continue Reading “more room, less teeth”