u know how ur husband (significant other) all of a sudden thinks they are the boss of u in a weakened condition?....Pat is now Al Haig....he thinks he's in charge in the white (yellowish actually) house...get a grip dude.
I have been trying to scratch thru the bandages because everything is itching like crazy...i think that means i am healing, right? Can't officially shower until tomorrow, its a sponge bath one more day. The occupational therapist gave me a groovy sponge on a bendy stick that is like heaven....Pat says if the neighbors hear me scratching they will think there's some afternoon delight going on over here.....I have made less noise doing the wild thing but at the moment, I'm not sure it could've felt much better.....I might need a cigarette.
I'm waiting to be fed some breakfast and trying to figure out what people do all day from home if they aren't working.....t.v. on daytime is crap....and I can't concentrate enough to read yet....Check u later XOXOXO - Anne
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