My sweet little brother got married, and then a couple of weeks later we had his reception, which was yesterday. It was wonderful, it really was. I think it turned out well and my sister, the brilliant chef that she is, created a menu to remember. Let's just say I'm glad there are leftovers.
But all that work and I am spent. I mean, that is it, you know. I talked to my grandpa about working through and living with pain, since he is in a similar, yet far worse situation. We concluded that living through it, sans meds, is a far better option that being doped to the gills on pain killers all the time.
But what I wouldn't give for a bottle of dillaudid and my comfy bed with a few good movies, maybe the Godfather (my favorite) right now. There's always the temptation to give it, but the drive to keep going.
I'm glad you have someone in your family that you can talk to about this that understand better than those of us that try, (but I'm sure miss it sometimes!)
ReplyDeleteI am glad you had a good time...and there's always time for movies when you get home! :) Just for one day... (always your enabler I am... :)