Tuesday Morning [ 2003/03/04, 10:38 a.m. ]

Anna came to see me this morning.

I was in bed, thinking about getting up. Suddenly my door unlatched as if someone had turned the knob. The door swung slowly open.

There was nobody there…not even a putty-tat.

My foot hurts. The foot that has been poked, prodded and x-rayed. The foot everyone says is fine. I can barely walk today. I wonder if the lack of sleep or the constant cold is making it worse. I could take Vioxx again I suppose, but then I would have to live with the never ending heart burn that is one of the side effects.

But, if there’s nothing wrong with it, then I shouldn’t be in pain..right?

Ahh….a winter storm is forecast. Anywhere from 4-8 inches of snow and ice is forecast depending on which channel you watch. Please let it be enough that I don’t have to work tomorrow. I could use a day at home eating bon bons and watching daytime tv.

It’s too early for bed isn’t it?



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