Heh...

[armoire_man]

This morning I woke up, got the kid up, let the kid and her mom go to school, then dropped off again.  Four hours later I woke up, and took a very slow walk to our local park.  I read some of "James Tiptree, Jr: The Double Life of Alice B. Sheldon", then walked home again.  And fell asleep for hours.

When she called I told my wife that no, not any

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[armoire_man]

ZZzzzz....snork...zzzz.

[bix]

YOUR BODY KNOWS WHAT IT NEEDS. Go sleep, already. Kiss your girls every day, make them dinner at some point, chat with us when you can. SLEEP. HEAL.

[armoire_man]

The problem is that I'm high on steroids just enough to still be an awake paranoid whacko, while I head toward sleeping my ass off all the time. So, my body? Is nuts in two exactly different directions! Gah, I say. Gah. A lot! I will continue to whine. I swear to God.

[anonymous]

you will probably go "ew" more than we do. your writing right now conveys that you're in a strange place, but more than that it conveys that you feel that you're in a strange place. it is interesting to read... but everyone who knows you will totally understand if you concentrate on sleeping and healing. we're rooting for you and your pillow. :)

[dilletante]

(sorry, that was me.)

[armoire_man]

Thanks! It's great to hear from you. I'm just slowly, slowly, moving off the steroid feelings, and calming down.

[anonymous]

You can hang here. And you can sleep.

[kip_w]

And I am the Scarlet Pimpernel!

Oh, no, wait. Still just me.

[armoire_man]

You are the most fabulous friend in the entire universe. Sort of! Yes! (Okay, okay, let's find reason....)

[kip_w]

There, you see? You're getting wiser already.

[neonnurse]

I hope you have a super comfy bed, and just the right pillow, and exactly the room temperature you like, and everything else you need to sleep your way back to yourself and all of us!

[armoire_man]

Thanks! I am turning into the whining old dawg of this family.

[neonnurse]

Around here, it's the old dogs we love the most!