When I first began planning this expedition, I would say things like "I wish I could just sleep through the whole week and wake up with my hip healed." Unconsciousness would make this all easy. All of my preparations were based upon the idea that surviving being awake would be the biggest challenge. Boredom, pain, and frustration were the enemies, and I was figuring out how to deal with them.
Well it turns out I might have been too worried. Two days ago I learned that it was too soon to lower my Vicodin dose, so I boosted it back up. It is no coincidence that my blog output yesterday fell off to almost zero. I have been largely unconscious since then!
I had a visit from my friend Jen, and managed to be awake for all of that, but after she left I took pills, and since then I have basically woken up every four hours just in time to take more pills and fall back to sleep.
It's pretty great.
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