While my other half is now safely in the land of haggis, my remaining
half is left a mangled mess stateside with 3 more weeks to go. I mean
come on! Who blows a disc coughing? Oooo I know!! Me of course! Add
that to a still not fully functioning post-surgical right hand. Did I
mention I ACTUALLY got Dequervain's??? Really?
Because my back wasn't
enough I also coughed out a rib. So in the mean time, I get to load up
on painkillers and nap. Previously, only a dream for me, now a
reality. Strangely enough when you have you'll whole life to pack up,
it's actually not the most convenient way to spend your time. Alas, an
adventure awaits, and Stella and I will make it there somehow, banged
and battered as I may be.
