atomiccherry

Sometimes life is really frustrating. Being in pain most of the time is an *ahem* pain in the ass. I want to be able to do things like the laundry, for instance, without having to worry about how much pain that I am going to be in later. And after 10 months of near constant pain I'm getting to the end of my rope. I kinda forget what life was like when things were "normal" and not shifted and skewed. I think that it must be a wonderful thing to get up and go to work and come home and make supper and tidy the house and never once have to stop because of pain. Going to bed and not crying out in pain every time I roll over...that would be nice. BAH!

Enough bitching, it's not good for the soul. Hey, I got a new Ipod and I'm learning Spanish, so I guess that things are ok