Out of focus
Blogging is an art and I’ve never been all that artistic, I think it was all the drugs my mother did. This has been a strange week for me as I have been sleeping the exact opposite as pretty much everyone I know, people call and either get me sending them to voice mail or a groggy version of myself pretending to be sick to they will leave me alone. Luckily my circle of friends has been getting lower and lower since my retirement, so only a few calls have interrupted my ugly sleep.
Speaking of sleep, my patterns have been a little out of whack due to some tossing and turning I did for two days that left me exhausted. Ive been on some new drugs and they have left me pretty much wasted the past few days and its all 100% legal, my back still hurts but I care less about it. In relation to drugs Ive come to realize that this generation rarely has a true emotion as everyone I seem to know is on something or the other. This might be a direct correlation to our political climate, either people are really angry or seemingly comatose. This might actually describe every emotion Ive ever had, you see I am a boring person with a rage problem.
The one thing about drugs though is you tend to live month to month or as long as the prescription runs and with schedule two’s you have to get an actual paper prescription to get a refill, so you actually have to go to the dr for a so called exam. Now I am sure this law has something to do with the safety of patients but I am sure dr’s aren’t complaining with the increase in visits resulting in even more vacation homes. But the one draw back is trying to get an appt with a new doc, this is now something that takes months and months to do. My newest physiatrist took over 4 months to see and when I got there it was pretty much, take all these new drugs and see you in 60 days. The appt was about 15 min and that includes waiting for her to show up, if it wasn’t for a diagram of a spine on the door I wouldn’t have been able to tell it was a dr’s office.
What does this all mean? Pretty much that my life consists of drugs, pain, Phd’s, and some 10 am dinners. This makes me a sad figure but what the hell its now almost December so things could be worse, I could be working for a living and thus be forced to buy presents for tons of family members. However with my visit to Turkey day my family is now well aware of my broke-atude and hopefully will have pity on a man with a smaller heart than wallet. Actually it wasnt so bad as my bro brought a killer anti-pasto plate so it wasn’t all things with marshmallows on top of things, I mean haven’t we grown past the casserole phase of humanity?
On another note I had to give up my BlackBerry and move to AT&T, so I am struggling with the T-9 text for the past 6 weeks or so and to be honest it kinda sucks. I also dont dig the expensive monthly charges associated with a retail plan but hey we can’t use our friends who work at T-Mobile forever right? Actually if any of my friends still read this I would be willing to go back and then you’ll have the cache of having a T-Bone on your account, trust me when the ladies hear this you’ll be getting boy bad ass.