It’s tuesday, and I’m stoned out of my mind.

While the meds to dimish the pain (actually… it’s still there, I just don’t care as much), they have some side effects that I don’t much care for.

They make me rather emotional (nothing gets people out of your cubicle faster than bursting into tears). They also make me very sleepy. Just typing this is a challange.

I hate this.

Thursday is the day I get to see my neurosurgon. Hopefully he’ll come up with a plan of action to fix me quickly. My greatest fear is that he is unable to do anything for me.

Sorry… once again I’m not all wacky and entertaining and stuffs. I’m tryining to stay positive, but I’m fresh out of positivity at the moment.