phases of the day
from 9am -12pm
I literally crawl out of bed. groaning and muttering. dragging the covers off like they're made of lead. I strain under the weight and only slowly do I reveal my broken body to the light of day. using my uper body strength I aid my legs off the side of the bed and gently put my weight on them. as the pain shoots up the length of my body, my vision goes black around the edges and I push myself off the bed. I shuffle through the bathroom and into the kitchen hunched over with my body positioned like i'm trying to cartoonly sneak around. taking deliberately careful steps, as if I’m afraid the floor is softly rotting away in spots I’m not sure of. someone says "good morning" and I let out a long gravely grunt of disapproval. at this point sarala usually offers to make me some espresso. in a deep voice I utter YEEEEES and make my way to a chair and fall into it. at some point between the first espresso and my morning pills I shuffle to the orange reading chair in the living room and check my email. I love my laptop, it gets warm enough to double as a heating pad on my knees. this is the way I stay as the pills kick in and the pain recedes enough to make basic movements possible.
I literally crawl out of bed. groaning and muttering. dragging the covers off like they're made of lead. I strain under the weight and only slowly do I reveal my broken body to the light of day. using my uper body strength I aid my legs off the side of the bed and gently put my weight on them. as the pain shoots up the length of my body, my vision goes black around the edges and I push myself off the bed. I shuffle through the bathroom and into the kitchen hunched over with my body positioned like i'm trying to cartoonly sneak around. taking deliberately careful steps, as if I’m afraid the floor is softly rotting away in spots I’m not sure of. someone says "good morning" and I let out a long gravely grunt of disapproval. at this point sarala usually offers to make me some espresso. in a deep voice I utter YEEEEES and make my way to a chair and fall into it. at some point between the first espresso and my morning pills I shuffle to the orange reading chair in the living room and check my email. I love my laptop, it gets warm enough to double as a heating pad on my knees. this is the way I stay as the pills kick in and the pain recedes enough to make basic movements possible.