Ah, bad movie day. A time honored tradition of getting “the gang” together and watching the worst of the worst movies while shouting insults, reciting the dialogue along with the actors, and postulating what if scenarios that would make the flick even worse. Last night we hosted a bad movie day/pizza party and it was really fun.
Only I couldn’t stick around for the end. I had to call it quits before the end of Black Out starring Brian Bosworth. I made a valiant effort but the pain got to me and I had to pack it in for the night. And it sounds like the end of the movie was the absolute best part!
The flipside is that if I was smacked out on drugs I wouldn’t have even wanted to attend a bad movie day, much less host one. So the dilemma repeats itself. Pain medication so I can live my life, or no pain medication so I can live my life?
PS It’s gotten so bad that when I am sitting or lying down I can’t lift my right leg by itself. That weights heavily in my decision making process.
I'm glad you had fun! Yay!
ReplyDeleteHow many movies did you watch?
And I just have to say: You won't be disappointing me (or anyone, I believe!) if you go back on medication, I already think you're superwoman! I'll support any decision you make. Only you know what it's like inside your body. :)