Healing up
Well, I am still alive.
I spent yesterday in a hillbilly-heroin induced stupor. I basically just sat and drooled at the cartoon network all day. However, I am walking better than the day before so I think I will simply shake this thing off in less than a week.
A sack of fluid-like substance formed on my thigh. It has been numb to the touch since it first appeared, but now it is starting to get a slight tingling sensation and a vague itching feeling to it. I am going to take that as proof that it's starting to heal.
Note to anyone who falls off the roof; do not eat junk food while you are healing. Since I could not walk much more than a shuffle, ever since Saturday I have been eating those crappy little shit pizzas I got from the Albertson's special last week. I am sure the pizza 'sauce' is actually composed of salt, water and red dye #5. I ate those as well as those mini-egg roles. I basically quadrupled my normal salt intake.
Because I had problems lying down I have been sleeping sitting up on the couch with a pillow stuffed behind my back. This morning I woke up and shuffled to my feet and felt something weird. I looked down and saw that my feet had swollen up like balloons. Because of all the salt I was eating I had retained water and because I have not been laying down, it pooled up into my feet. So it's off the junk food for the next couple of days. For lunch today I am going to go out and get a pineapple. A couple of them, actually. The fiber will help clear the salt from my system and the bromelain will help heal my contusions.
Tonight after work I'll go for a shuffle around the block, get some circulation going.
Alan found a mystery phone in my yard. I have no clue what part of the yard he found it in. It's a cordless phone, not a cell phone. This morning I shuffled around the tri-yard area to see if I could find the base connection, but I did not turn up anything. I will have to do some more exploring with it tonight. I need to find out where he found it… if it was in my front yard its understandable, because all kinds of crap appears there. However if it was in my backyard, that is a bit more disturbing. I might have to put some locks on my fence.
People are so much more pleasant when I am on Oxycotin. I could almost be sociable.
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