So, I'm gonna come clean, here.
I've not been having the best week.
Since Sunday, my adhesion pain has been hitting me pretty intensely, and has been more constant than since before my last surgery. It hasn't gotten quite to the curled-up-on-the-bathroom-floor-uncontrollably-vomiting-and-screaming-that-this-is-worth-than-childbirth stage, but it's definitely been more troublesome than it has been in a long time.
The best way I can describe it is to use the illustration of a fork sticking into spaghetti, and then twisting it so it gets all wrapped around the twines. My insides are the spaghetti. (Sorry if you'd planned on eating Italian tonight, but not really, because it's cinco de mayo and you should be eating tacos.)
