Or like I forgot how to write updates of more than a sentence at a time.
It's hard to write anyway, my right hand is painful and wrapped in a massive, stinking, ugly bandage following surgery to treat a badly infected cat bite wound acquired at work. I had surgery a week ago, was hospitalized most of last week, and will have this bandage until next week. I am not working. I am not productive.
I am bored.
Things I Cannot Do Right Now:
Bake
Knit
Sew
Ride motorcycle
Shoot guns
Apply makeup
Drive
Things That Make Me Happy When I Am Bored & Depressed:
See Above.
You see the problems I am having here, yes?
Busiest baking time of year, and I can't make a fucking cookie. Hell, for a while I couldn't even eat a fucking cookie because after my intubation for anesthesia, my uvula decided to become necrotic and fall off. That was a helluva sore throat.
It's hard to take a shower. It's hard to get dressed. It's hard to put on all but the most basic makeup. All these things take forever, my left hand is inefficient. It's hard to feel pretty, to want to go out. So I put on scrub pants and stay in my house. Fuck my life right now.
Charles has been excellent, but I hate that he sees me this depressed ...
