Not Much

I've had another one of those uneventful days, but it's not been too bad.  I went about 29 hours without medicine, which was somewhat of a mistake because I had trouble sleeping last night, but I'm really trying to wean myself off these drugs.  I guess I tried to do it a little too fast, though.  I am down to only taking Oxycontin twice a day now, along with sporadic Tylenol and Ibuprofen, so it's a lot better than it was.  At one point, I thought I was going to have to go back to Dr. Hey and ask him for more Oxycodone when I ran out of that, but I made it through.  Also, I'm dying to drop this Oxycontin so I can drive again!

As pathetic as it sounds, I'm so upset because I've now watched every single episode from every season of Whose Line is it Anyway on YouTube. I don't know what to watch now!  I could start watching my full collection of The Office DVDs again, I guess.  That's always a good option.  I watched The Notebook tonight when it was on TV, and despite many prior viewings, I always cry at it.  I hid it pretty well, though, since my dad was in the room, and he always makes fun of me when I cry at movies.  I'm too sensitive for my own good.  After rereading the Twilight books recently, I'm kind of lost in the world of vampires, and all my dreams revolve around Edward Cullen.  In every single dream, I'm either Bella Swan, or I'm fighting Bella for Edward's affection.  I always win, except for last night, which was terribly upsetting.  I woke up so sad and couldn't figure out why until I remembered my dream.  How pathetic am I?  Alas!  The life of a single 20-year-old recovering from back surgery and being a couch potato.

That's pretty much been my day.  It's past midnight now, so that was all yesterday, but it's all the same.  I figured I should update the blog for Mary's sake at least since she is my most devoted follower!  Speaking of Mary, I can't wait for this Friday night!  She is coming to visit, and we're having a milkshake night with Poo and Meagan.  It should be utterly fabulous.  Then I'm spending a few nights with Gog and Granddaddy while the parental units go to LA to visit Sarah, help her move to her new apartment, and then bring her home.  At least I have some events planned in the near future.  I need some things to do besides lie around and have weird dreams!  Of course, they're nothing compared to the morphine dreams I had right after surgery.  Oh, Sweet Lady Morphine.