'Til The Cows Come Home

Enjoying It To the Maxi

Howdy, y'all. The connection between my brain and my fingers has been a little slow lately (mmm, pills) so I've been lax on the blogging. Recovery is going slowly but I'm making progress. Hoping to make it back to the office tomorrow on as low a dose of pain killer as possible. And regular blogging will resume later in the week.

The worst part of the recovery has been the stir crazies. Fortunately, I've been able to remedy that with a couple of short excursions around the neighborhood to enjoy this glorious spring weather and work on building my energy back up. Losing track of what day and time it is has also been a bit confusing. I remedy that with taking another Percocet and forgetting the concept of time in general.

And the best part of the recovery? Many would say that it's the pills. Some may say it's the time off of work. Others might say it's the suppressed appetite and the handful of pounds shed. While those have been enjoyable perks I must say the best part was the look on the Duane Reade cashier's face when she commented on how nice it was that I wasn't afraid to buy the feminine hygiene pads for my girlfriend and I told her that they were, in fact, for me.