Day Three in the Hospital
Either my head is swimming in pain pills or my head is swimming in pain.
I don’t think I’ve had a lucid thought since my fall. I keep thinking that if I shift my leg one inch to the right, or move the pillow down further under my knee, that the sharp pains would stop and I’d feel a little more comfortable. But of course it doesn’t help.
I’ve drafted half a dozen Facebook status updates detailing my accident, but I always delete them before I hit “publish.” What purpose would they serve? They all seem so self-piteous.
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