Playing games on a Saturday
My ankle is still pretty sore so I have decided to stay in another day. I probably will stay in tomorrow too as there is no bus service to where I need to go. I have been playing my games since 0500, when I woke up this morning. I have four Facebook accounts and I just use them to play this silly, aggravating, annoying, mindless, game. I have to get the stuff I need, and when I don’t get it from my neighbors, I use my other accounts to get the items. So all morning and into the afternoon, I have been playing this game. My mother seems to be bored with TV as she is playing her game, Kismet. It’s a Yatzee type of game.
I don’t know what I did, but I seemed to have pulled a muscle in my groin after using the toilet. I got up the same way I always do, but when I got to my room, I was spasming and in horrible pain. It seems to have settled down some but it is still tender. Just what I need, to be laid up further with my back. I hate being in pain, but it has become my normal. My life would probably be abnormal if I didn’t have one pain or other.
I really wanted to go out today. I wanted to mail my therapist her letters and to buy coffee for the house. But I am sleepy because I took some Ativan to calm down the spasms. There is always Monday to get these things done.
It is kind of cold here in Boston today. I should probably see if there is a college football game worth watching. But I really don’t want to leave the comfort of my bed. I have the internet so I can check the scores. Twitter is no help. I have too much nonsense feed to weed through to find my scores. There are only two colleges that I care to watch, Ohio State and Nebraska. I don’t really know how I fell in love with OSU, but I do know I fell in love with Nebraska when I watched the Tostito bowl back in 1996. That was one incredible game. I never seen a quarterback rush like I did that game. It was really cool. And as my Patriots were sucking that decade, it was pleasurable to watch a football game that was winning. I was in Nebraska when I was watching it. I was visiting my friend’s family. It was the first time being away for Christmas and New Years.
My mood has sucked the past few days, most likely because I have been in pain. I am really worried about the appointment with the foot doc that I have in about two weeks. I just have a feeling that he is not going to find anything wrong and I am going to be back to square one. Worse is that he will only offer injections and that is something I am NOT willing to do. My ankle has been through enough. But I am worried with the ankle swelling reaching my Achilles. I wish I could chuck if off as just doing to much but there was real pain when I touched it. Not a good sign. Swelling appears to have gone down and so has the pain, except in my usual spot. I can’t get the swelling down there behind the malleolus bone. I just have been floating with suicidal thoughts the past few days. Nothing serious, other than that they are there. I haven’t made any plans or anything like that. I just wish I would stop breathing or just not wake up. I am so sick of living with this pain. For three days I have not left my room except to eat and use the bathroom. I want to change my sheets again but I don’t have the energy and besides, the other sheets have not been washed. They are just sitting on the floor of my room. I suppose I should get them washed but everything is an effort. I will bring them down the stairs the next time I have to. Until then, I will continue to play my game.
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