Second day out....how many to go?

Tuesday the ninth, my second day out, frustrated,I am enjoying the time with my daughter.

Awaiting to see a neurologist. If you have never worn a soft foam cervical collar it is a challenge,at best. I have to bathe with a wash cloth, I cannot take the collar off.

This offers another problem, the "funk" that brews and blends with my body odor, a distinct musk at best.

I have been grounded, I am not able to drive,so I am dependent on Sheryl to bring me out and I have to gauge what Torrie and I need for food etc.

Sheryl has just called to tell me that she is off to study group,which apparently I had forgot about because she told me the other day, I don't recall.

I have prepared dinner and Torrie has eaten, she is in her "Jammie's".

I have not eaten because, I don't feel good and I cannot medicate myself, because I am alone I can't take the risk. I feel like shit, I tire easily,my stomach is yuck.

I am not a wimp nor am I a "whiner" I'm just trying to Heal.

Stay tuned....