I woke to a familiar pain last night, that dull aching, not sharp enough to really be called pain, but too present to be able to sleep kind of sensation. I realized that my increasingly oddly colored skin, also known as bruised, also hurts, oddly, just like a bruise. Meds put it under control, it seemed one was not doing it nor lasting long enough so at the 4 hour point I took the two that it said I could... Funny thing, later when I woke up with a start, I found I would exhale, just keep exhaling and fall asleep and start up in a little panic and take a deep breath.
When I came out of the operating room I did the same thing and it set off the alarm on the machines and got the nurse all riled up that I was breathing too slow. I was alert, just sleepy, but I thought it would ironic to just fall asleep permanently.
Anyhow, did some drawing and stayed restless awhile and eventually relaxed enough fall asleep and to wake up to watch the sky get lighter and had a cozy morning and a long get up.
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