I had a minor medical procedure done this morning. Having nothing to do all day except be in charge of the couch and remote (as my prep nurse told me this morning) has given me plenty of time to contemplate the state of my innards. Verdict? They're sore. This is an effect I wasn't really expecting.
I can't say that I really hurt...I'm just achy. It feels like someone with very large feet gave me a Chuck-Norris-style kick to the babymaker. And the Tylenol 3 (in all of its codeine-filled glory) isn't doing much for me, likely because I just took my first dose an hour ago. Meh.
The codeine is apparently making me rambly and nearly incoherent, though, so I've got that going for me, I guess. I'm dreading the boys returning home because I know they're going to want to climb on me. That is going to be unpleasant.
Other than whining about my ouchy innards, I've spent the day napping off and on while watching a Gangland marathon (yes, the little white girl from Ohio kinda loves watching documentaries about gang bangers). I suppose there are worse ways to spend a Friday.
How has your weekend started out?