I'm going to begin with an apology! Why, you ask? Because, I have not one, but two muscle relaxers swimming in my bloodstream right now!
I don't typically like taking medicine,but when the pain is so bad that all you can think about is repeatedly stabbing yourself in the areas that the pain is worst...well, let's just say that the muscle relaxers were the lesser of the two evils.
I remember the first night that I took these bad boys. I was laying in bed and thinking that if someone broke into my house and tried to kill me, I would not even care. Which, really is kind of scary! I mean...totally amazing that my body isn't as in as much pain during the time, but scary that I'd let someone have a killing party.
So, the dreaded month is here. I would be perfectly okay with skipping over Febraury altogether, but unfortunately I don't have those kind of powers! Also, the reason that I dislike this month has nothing to do with the overrated holiday that is Valentine's Day. No...not that! The real reason I am not a fan is because for the past 7 years I have experienced some form of heartbreak. Mainly involving the death of people very close to me. It's as if there is some sort of curse on this month!
Okie dokie...the meds are kicking into high gear and I think that is my cue to stop! I can't wait for a day when I really get to write and it makes sense...
