Not a good day today. In fact, it's been quite a bad one. Between the surreal joint pain and the fistula acting up, I haven't been able to sit, stand, type, walk, or do much of anything. Normally, vicodin just handles it, but I feel like I'm in a fog today. I sound like I'm talking from the bottom of a well, and it's entirely too easy for me to stare for long minutes at all of the pretty colors.
I really need to get out of this heat for good. It wouldn't help the fistula, or completely get rid of the joint pain, but it would be a start.
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