We watched like four episodes of TNG tonight. I’m happy to report that Season 7 has redeemed itself.
I’m still feeling poorly, but I think the antibiotics are making progress. The swelling has lessened ever so slightly.
I’m supposed to take them every eight hours, so I have an alarm set for 1:30 am. I’m not willing to lose precious progress.
It feels weird that it’s December. I’m not prepared for everything this month will bring. It’s a lot.
I’m sad the long weekend is coming to an end. Despite the shitty health issues, I’ve quite enjoyed my little break from work. I mean, I did work some this morning, but it’s not the same.
Tomorrow will be a weird day. I have to try to get in to see a dentist in the morning. Then, in the afternoon, I have an appointment with my plastic surgeon regarding my implants. They’ve been recalled. I’m not sure what to expect from that appointment.
D is asleep next to me (we’re in bed). I wish I was sleepy. I feel wired. I’m hoping the codeine I took will kick in soon and maybe help me fall asleep.
I’d rather be watching TNG. (Next episode!!)
Good night. 😘😘