Patience is a virtue

The ibuprofen and a few natural endorphins kicked in, and I finally got comfortable and slept. I just woke up to having a non-existent husband in a non-existent game die because the game master rolled a 7 on a 6-sided die. He showed me. I guess that was nonsensical to the point I woke up.

Now I'm back to a 2-3 on the pain scale. That I can deal with. Since the right side keeps going dead, I moved my mouse over to the left here as well as at work.

I went outside to get a soda from the laundry. All is quiet and warm and a bit misty. It's dark of the moon. I can feel Hekate's presence everywhere.

I'm thinking about trying to do notes now, even though it's in the middle of the night. I don't know. Every time I sit at the computer for more than five minutes, my entire arm goes dead, which means I type horribly. But it's not like it's going to be substantially better tomorrow. I could get up early and do it, but it'll be just as much a challenge. I wish I could just dictate my condensation. Let me go see when I have to leave tomorrow to get over to my friends' by noon or 1. Then I can plan from there.