Welcome to Wide Open Wednesday, the tired and gloomy whining edition:
I didn't sleep well and my arm hurts. The antibiotic cocktail is hell on my stomach.
That about covers it.
On a positive note, I'm not morally bankrupt, my dogs love me when I feed them and my legs aren't broken.
Oh fine, yes... I can say something nice. Dr. M called twice yesterday to make sure I was improving.
I probably have the best doctor on the planet.
Off to drink another Vat o' water and gag down swaller some more pills.