Spent a considerable portion of last night on the sofa, staring at the ceiling. Hardcore pain killers do strange things to my brain as it is, but having not slept for as long as I had made it more intense than usual. I really don't enjoy being high, but the side effect is worth having been able to finally fall asleep. At... some point, I left the sofa and went back to bed. I don't remember going back to bed. I don't even know if I walked, or if Ryan wound up carrying me. I just know that I woke up back there. I'll have to be sure to ask him what time I'd migrated from one room to the other.
I'm still quite tired, and may even have a nap, yet. It's more comfortable on the sofa, especially when I'm having pain issues, and may take advantage of having it to myself for a few more hours, yet.
I should eat something. Can't be bothered to get up. Not that hungry, apparently.
I'm still quite tired, and may even have a nap, yet. It's more comfortable on the sofa, especially when I'm having pain issues, and may take advantage of having it to myself for a few more hours, yet.
I should eat something. Can't be bothered to get up. Not that hungry, apparently.