Hey Bram, so sorry you’re having a tough few days hon. You are such a great gal and I sure do hate that you too have this damn thing and that it’s rearing its ugly head. Good for you that you keep trying to go through the motions of preparing for the day, even if that means that you’re all cleaned up and ready for bed.

I truly feel your pain. We’ve had clouds roll in every day for a couple of weeks in the afternoons in the mile high city and it’s just insult to injury. For like three, pushing four weeks now things have been going steadily downhill for me and this past week has been shear hell. I almost waited too long again to take Percocet last night. Good grief I get tired of crying in pain at night (only makes my head hurt), then waiting/hoping for the drugs to kick in while every inch of me is screaming. I hate the way the drugs make me feel. Sick to my stomach, wired for sound… yuck. I’m waiting for the birds to start singing to let me know that the new day has officially begun… on zero sleep… awesome. Soon I will stumble around to get my daughter off to school. I am falling SO FAR BEHIND in every aspect of my life. I need to go in and see my doc, but even that is a struggle in every way right now.

Anyway, enough about my crap, it’s the same story over and over again. I wish I had something clever and cute to say that might make you at least smile. Perhaps that will come as the day progresses I really do hope that perhaps you can find a warm blanket, and a comfortable position, and can get a little bit of rest that includes sleep.

No need to respond, I just wanted to let you know that I care, and that I so get right where you’re at… right now. Feel better quick my friend.