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It's been a very long day. Pain made it feel even longer. I woke up at 5:58 - two minutes before the alarm. Went through the motions of pretending to be human. Was outside at 9, waiting for my minivan. Luckily, I didn't have to wait long. At least it was above freezing, so I felt okay.
When I got to church, it felt nice having people enquire about me, including Rev. Jeff and especially Rev. Deana (who said I looked pale). I began to feel better during the service and the music was very gentle, but the pain began to creep back before the service ended. I still had to wait until around 12:30 to take two more Robax. Got to talk with a few people; was approached by a cutie named Solomon whom I hadn't seen since we both volunteered on Christmas Eve years ago! My ride was about 10 minutes late (1:45) but I was home around 2:10. Only problem: I couldn't get the gate open, so S. had to come out to open it from the inside. Bad, bad gate!
Had an odd lunch of smoked Gouda cheese and my Polish pickles. When I discovered my vision was improving, I pounced on rewatching ST: Picard, catching everything I hadn't been able to see, including the fact that this was only a "free preview". So now I'm unsure whether we will have this channel permanently. I think I'll cry.
Had trouble keeping my eyes open, probably because of the stress of hanging around the church, then not taking more pills until late evening. I don't think I'm making any sense. That calls for bed.
When I got to church, it felt nice having people enquire about me, including Rev. Jeff and especially Rev. Deana (who said I looked pale). I began to feel better during the service and the music was very gentle, but the pain began to creep back before the service ended. I still had to wait until around 12:30 to take two more Robax. Got to talk with a few people; was approached by a cutie named Solomon whom I hadn't seen since we both volunteered on Christmas Eve years ago! My ride was about 10 minutes late (1:45) but I was home around 2:10. Only problem: I couldn't get the gate open, so S. had to come out to open it from the inside. Bad, bad gate!
Had an odd lunch of smoked Gouda cheese and my Polish pickles. When I discovered my vision was improving, I pounced on rewatching ST: Picard, catching everything I hadn't been able to see, including the fact that this was only a "free preview". So now I'm unsure whether we will have this channel permanently. I think I'll cry.
Had trouble keeping my eyes open, probably because of the stress of hanging around the church, then not taking more pills until late evening. I don't think I'm making any sense. That calls for bed.
