Fee Fi Fo Fum. I wake with pain that hollers down the hallway throat. I will rip out of you! And then I have to eat, because none of my medicines sit without food ottomans to put their feet up on.
The pain killers make my vision fuzz. The head only finds comfort in one position on the pillow. I must not move or read or watch tv. I am really afraid of what heaving will feel like in my stomach.
The anti-nausea drug that takes the pain killer's hand just bring me to a sudden sleep. Until my mom wakes me up telling me she's going to get a sandwich.
The pain killers and the iron pills both constipate me. The one day I managed movement was the most miserable pain yet. I'll just take the anemia.
Then there's the stool softener to battle that.
There are more kinds but that's all I'm going to mention for now.
If you put both grapes and blueberries in your mouth, it tastes good. I really wish I had the capacity for finishing my homework.
That sounds so miserable. I hope you feel better (in all the ways) so soon! Once when I had the flu and couldn't really read or watch television, I played the BBC Pride and Prejudice mini-series just to listen to it. But then it affected my speech in very amusing ways.
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