There's so much I should write and so many people I should thank (such as
geekchick for the flowers and
7patches and
daltong for visiting and
sinboy for the book recommendation -- which I loved, BTW -- and most of all
brian1789 for all he's done) but I just can't write right now. I'm tired and sad for no apparent reason. I'm lonely and isolated but even when I am with people I find it hard to converse -- all I want to do is go to bed and sleep, but I'm finding it hard to sleep.
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post op, post trauma, radical hormone shift, facing the real world, including small energetic boys, change of seasons, losing daylight.
I'd be tired and sad too.
Please give yourself time to heal.
We don't expect you to entertain us.
One day at a time, kiddo.
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Just keep getting better and save your energy ;-)
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It doesn't work that way.
I don't know how to make it suck less. When you're up for it, maybe some of us could take you out for a drive? Maybe even to a casual restaurant with pain pills?
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