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My right patella was broken on 1/12/03. This is about the recovery process. |
| Last night was a nightmare. I maybe got 3 hours sleep total. Between my leg/knee and my son not wanting to sleep last night I was up all night. my son decided that he was not tired after only about 4-5 hours of sleep last night, so I let him stay up in the livingroom with the tv on as long as he had his head on his pillow. I just had no energy to fight him back to bed otherwise that would not have happened. I have to choose which battles to fight and which ones are not worth fighting for. Right now, and especially last night I was so rundown that that was not one I really cared about. Around 3:30am I finally had to take a Vicodin because my leg was hurting and I was so rundown that I could not stand the pain anymore. I felt a little better about a half hour later but still could not really fall back to sleep because my son was up -- so I could not really fall to sleep long enough to get a good night's sleep. This morning after my family went off to their own lives though I went back to bed. I need some desperate hours of unfittful shut-eye and I got it, thankfully. **************************** I am more myself in solitude. For in solitude I am myself. -(c)Melia Benjamin, August 2000 **************************** |