I gave up on the Percocet early in the game. Â While it certainly takes away pain the combination of nausea and overwhelming sleepiness was not exactly the best sensation to substitute for pain. Â It has been Advil for me – which means less than perfect pain control, but a whole lot better control over my attention span.
I was on a business trip for the week prior to my surgery and came back immediately afterward to the requisite post-trip game of office catch-up. Â I am barely treading water here. Â By the time I finish my day and try to eye the list of blog drafts in the queue, I can barely think my way down it. Â Typing anything is just more effort than I can muster.
While I try to wring the cobwebs from my brain, I will try to wring a few more pennies from your wallet.
Just a short while ago, I wrote a piece about the Fresh Air Fund. Â They have found a group of donors that are willing to match dollar-for-dollar, the amount donated through June 30th – just a few short days away.
Non-profits get hit hardest in this economic climate. Â Donate if you can. Â Because these kids need a vacation even more than I do.
Missed you at Border Raids again this year. It’s just not the same without you. I know you’re kind of gimpy, but how could you miss an opportunity to drive halfway across the continent and gimp around in 115-degree heat index?
Damn, it was hot. I’m not camping in that weather again.