tuesday night....

i sat around the house with sores in my mouth all day. the pain of it is so all-consuming and frustrating that i can hardly think of anything else.

i took as little medicine as possible; although, i'm about to pop another two vicodin to try and make my night a little more manageable. When carol got home, she took me to Smoothie King for a smoothie. I had forgotten that those things existed. Bless them...

I have another dr's appt tomorrow at 10 a.m. where, hopefully, i'll get an extension to my work leave. My sores aren't getting any better and having to pop vicodin all day at work doesn't sound pleasant, even though some may disagree.

The new Job? Please don't jinx me todd. The last thing i need are all my crops to die and house to burn down.

but speaking of new Jobs, Paul is coming into town on the 24(?) to begin an illustrious career with piston design?!