Sunday, March 8, 2009

I Fall to Pieces

So, here I sit, not-having-seen-Watchmen-yet, and I am reeling in pain. I twinged something in my shoulder on Saturday that makes a couple positions (reclining or lying down) utterly excruciating. I wish I had some of those muscle relaxers that my mother took when she had her hip replacement surgery. When I was visiting her during this time, I also threw out my back. She gave me one of her pills, and I'm pretty sensitive to such narcotics. I could still feel the pain but I so did not care. Probably best I don't have them.... And oh yeah, my right foot has been hurting for a while (I blame all that walking at the Comiccon!) but it doesn't hurt that bad what with my back.

Looking on the bright side, probably best that here-I-sit-not-having-seen-Watchmen-yet because I don't think I could make through the three hour noirish-wannabe slugfest.

Looking further into the sun, one could also say that here-I-sit-not-grading-papers (which is a usual position) or here-I-sit-not-reading-Kafka or here-I-sit-not-having-a-stick-poked-in-my-eye.

Here-I-sit-and-I-fall-to-pieces (cue Patsy Cline)

3 comments:

Cranky Yankee said...

I pulled a muscle in my back this weekend, too!

You think there's something in the air?

Get better...

Wendy said...

I hope you feel better, too!

K. A. Laity said...

You need total sensory deprivation and back up drugs! Sorry to hear you're feeling poorly. That's no good.