Thank you to everyone who took the time to leave a comment/email/tweet of support yesterday. It really means a lot to me. Seriously, it really does.
I hope you can be patient with me and give me a day or two to get back on my feet.
My new medications are making me VERY sleepy.
What was I saying writing?
Supposedly I'll get used to the new meds and then I won't feel so tired. The sleepiness factor is also the reason they will be increasing doses gradually … a full dose right from the start would make me sleep 24/7.
Yesterday, I met a few women for lunch at Wilma's Patio on Balboa Island in Newport Beach. One of the women was my friend Lorna. Another was Anne, the reader from Germany who sent me chocolate and stainless steel soap. She's visiting The OC for a few days and brought along her friend, Carol from Tennessee.
I forgot my camera.
What blogger does that?
I'm blaming the new meds and the fact they make me …..
Anyway, it was great to meet Anne and Carol, and wonderful to also get caught up with Lorna. I wish I'd had time to dally in the cute little shops on the island after lunch, but I had a pretty full day booked and couldn't spare the time.
One topic of conversation, actually a question they had for me, was whether or not I've talked to The Torturer since I stopped PT with him. Since they seemed so curious, I figure maybe some of you are too.
After all, the man is *practically* famous. I wonder if he appreciates his notoriety based on my blog?
I think … not.
Yes, The Torturer and I are still in touch. I've known him for a long time (15 years!) and we are still speaking and we are still friends. In fact, I was reading an email from him on my Blackberry as I walked into the restaurant for lunch yesterday. I still bug him with questions about my arm and whine to him when I'm having a bad day. There's no one who understands my arm situation as well as he does.
He hated hearing my bitching and whining when I was his patient, but I'm sure he really enjoys it much more now.
Don't ya think?
I go to the hospital for a PT evaluation fairly early Thursday morning. I wonder if they have anyone there who can follow in The Torturer's footsteps?
I think … not.
One thing's for sure –
I'm not going to tell anyone at my new PT I have a blog. That way I can come back and tell you all about my experiences without need for censorship.
And now, if you'll excuse me ….
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