2 Percoset Kinda Day

Just got back from the physical therapy pool. Took two Percoset this morning and that coupled with the 98-degree heat makes typing this a monumental effort. Talk about relaxed. woooooo. :) My brain is still moving kinda fast, which is odd. My therapist took me off Pilates (which I'd started this week to help strengthen my tummy to support my back and recovery should I end up with surgery.) Both times I've done it this weekend, I've woken up in more pain than the day before. Lots of pain. Take 2 Percoset without passing go kinda pain. And so I am back to the back stretches as my primary form of movement.

I was worried that all this laying around like a lump would be bad for my scale, but I'm actually down 4 pounds. This is the sort of thing that fucks with my head. Work out 4 times a week - nothin'! Stop working out, take narcotics and lie around on the couch moaning occassionally. Lose 4 pounds!

I had a great board meeting yesterday, actually enjoyed it, which is rare. Probably cuz Art Fest prep is going so smoothly. It's such a relief compared to last year. I know what to expect, I know I'm not missing something, I'm a month ahead of where I was last year. The chairman of my board told me they would be lost without me. I'm indispensable. That rocks.

It's Friday, I feel a nap coming on. Since I need to get into the office today by lunch I am going to see if I can't get a nap in now.

Peace.