It feels as though I spent most of the night lying flat on my back in bed, awake, with my eyes closed. I am fairly sure this is an exaggeration, and I didn't actually open my eyes to look at the clock. (Part of why I doubt I spent that much time awake is that I never got sufficiently bored or frustrated to get up and read, or even have a glass of milk.) I woke up with a dull pain in my abdomen and the feeling that that, too, had been there a while.
I have taken percocet, and am drinking tea. I may need ibuprofen instead, or in addition. I will likely try to nap this afternoon. The only thing I need do, other than continue to recover from surgery, is go to the post office to pick up a package: Wednesday evening (5/13) I found, lurking in my mailbox, a package slip dated 5/8 (a day when I was home except for a short walk, from which I returned to find the letter carrier at the mailboxes, so it's possible the letter carrier buzzed when he arrived, got no answer, and didn't try again before leaving the building). The slip said "final notice" and that my package, from
elisem, will be returned to the sender next Friday. The amount of time from 5/8 to 5/23 is not unreasonable, if the slip was actually in the box all that time; getting a single notice, labeled "final," is annoying.
ETA: The trip to the post office and Greenmarket was basically smooth, though I did take a few minutes to rest on a park bench while
cattitude went to the liquor store. And now I am wearing "Of Violets and Electricity," and very glad to have bought them.
I have taken percocet, and am drinking tea. I may need ibuprofen instead, or in addition. I will likely try to nap this afternoon. The only thing I need do, other than continue to recover from surgery, is go to the post office to pick up a package: Wednesday evening (5/13) I found, lurking in my mailbox, a package slip dated 5/8 (a day when I was home except for a short walk, from which I returned to find the letter carrier at the mailboxes, so it's possible the letter carrier buzzed when he arrived, got no answer, and didn't try again before leaving the building). The slip said "final notice" and that my package, from
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ETA: The trip to the post office and Greenmarket was basically smooth, though I did take a few minutes to rest on a park bench while
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