Every time I complain about being sore and why am I not better already, people around me look at me like I'm crazy. "Um. You had abdominal surgery? A week ago? That you're up and about the way you are is a frigging miracle." God, I'm a pain in the ass, seriously.
I've done this. Wednesday - surgery. Thursday - passed out cold, banging my face up and jarring my abdomen rather badly. Friday - bored. Saturday - clubbing. Sunday - Messiah sing-along. Monday - dinner with friends. Tuesday - into the office and work, walked the dogs, grocery shopping. Wednesday - Christmas shopping and grocery shopping all over town. Thursday (today) -"why the fuck am I not healed yet? why the fuck am I so sore?! Ooooo, I need to lay down." "Fuck. Bored. I wonder if I can lift weights yet?"
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I've done this. Wednesday - surgery. Thursday - passed out cold, banging my face up and jarring my abdomen rather badly. Friday - bored. Saturday - clubbing. Sunday - Messiah sing-along. Monday - dinner with friends. Tuesday - into the office and work, walked the dogs, grocery shopping. Wednesday - Christmas shopping and grocery shopping all over town. Thursday (today) -"why the fuck am I not healed yet? why the fuck am I so sore?! Ooooo, I need to lay down." "Fuck. Bored. I wonder if I can lift weights yet?"
Yep. Pain in the ass.
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