Slept in chair Tuesday night and got in bed near dawn and slept until 1 pm. I sleep well with oxycodone/percoset. I started out in bed, but new pains all over set it. Parts of my body hurt that never hit the porch.
The thumb and three nails on my right hand were destroyed into the quick. They hurt, too. Only middle finger escaped unscathed.
Tommy scrubbed two monster sweet potatoes and I trimmed and oiled them. He baked them forever in the oven. We had baked chicken. He opened a can of green beans. Dinner was filling, delicious, and did not hurt my stomach.
We went to gather the ads, bought nothing. I tried not to hurt too much. We delivered the prescriptions beforehand, and they were ready before we came home. I took one percocet and slept well. I was afraid I would fall taking it. I was not dizzy at all.
Lyft driver was from Senegal. We had an interesting conversation. NOT! He spoke French. He refused money, card, anything. Tommy gave him $10 for a tip. We had no idea the charge, so unsure about tip. He grinned and seemed happy.
Arm hurts. Gotta go.
