Any BtVS fans will appreciate tonight's title.
My dad is doing alright since his surgery. Twice a day, I have to put four new waterproof bandaids on his shoulder. Those little suckers are tricky! As a matter of fact I destroyed the first two before I even got them on. The family dog tried to assist be licking the bandaids first, but my dad resisted this gesture for some odd reason. I tried to sell him on the curative aspects of doggy spit, but he wasn't buying.
At least he's stopped fussing with his sling, for the most part. I only have to adjust once a day now instead of four or five times, which we were doing the first few days after the surgery.
Yours truly is suffering from some bad insomnia. Normal insomnia isn't that bad, but when it comes with restlessness and a short attention span, I can't even sit still long enough to knit or read any really borning books which might be laying around.
le sigh!
bon soir, Tragic Tuyen
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Now if someone was there to hold you till you fell asleep, I miss you hun! I'm having a bit of the same problem on this side of the world. Will call soon, love you!
It's you! Sorry to hear that you have insomnia too. I've been so tired, yet unable to sleep lately. Blah!
Be careful chico! I already miss you! <3 Tuyen
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