After getting to bed after 11, I got woken up FOUR, count them, FOUR times in the space of three hours by Rita burrowing under the covers. We have heat, she's not cold. She's just a freak cat who likes to crawl under the covers.

Still no motor function on the right side of my face, though as the swelling goes down I hope that improves. Given that the tumor was right on the major motor nerve cluster, it's not surprising to be half a zombie. The nerves are still going "what the hell just happened ( Read more... )

Been toying with the idea of a LJ for some time. We'll see how it goes.

Yes, I am a Postal Worker. Specifically a Letter Carrier (although I deliver a fair number of packages and catalogs every day).

Currently, I am recuperating from surgery to remove a (hopefully) benign tumor. As such I will be off work until after Christmas, lucky me.