I tried going without my Tramadol for a couple of days and I was beginning to wonder how badly we suffered with so much pain before drugs came along to make things more manageable. I finally just got out of bed today. I had no energy.
David thinks it's all in my head and that I'm just depressed. AHAHAHAHHAhahahahhahaaa. If I was depressed I would have killed somebody a month ago when he took two weeks off for Christmas vacation and did nothing but irk the shit out of me by watching Jerry Springer all day. Do you know that fucker is on three times a day for a whole hour??!!!
Oh well, such is life, huh. I keep asking when does it get better. Goddess won't answer. She's been quiet since last Thursday when I went to see my doctor. She must be busy.