Wednesday, June 23, 2004
Headlight Fixed: the update in one Faulkneresque sentence
Aside from the fact that I had to get up at a quarter to five this morning, the iv insertion hurt like hell, I'm hoarse from the tube down my trachea, and I have some residual pain, the day was not wholly icky; I managed somehow not to barf (due to the fact that I am not at all nauseous....I think now that it was the vicodin they gave me on the last two occasions which prompted the reenactment of the whole Exorcist/pea soup thing), and am back home in comfortable surroundings, clutching some new dvds--both borrowed and mine--joyfully (I will, of course, have to hold off on clutching them to my bosom for obvious reasons), having eaten a satisfying lunch, and relieved things are on their way to being over.
