The Suffering

I’m going to hate myself in the morning. Really. I took four, count em, four Lortabs because my back is just hurting so badly tonight. I don’t want to get down yet. I have so much I still want to do. We’re supposed to get out the Christmas decorations next week and put up the tree. School lets out for myself and the kids next week, and I really want to go on the Winter Lights Festival, maybe get another video of the lights.

I don’t want to get down. I want to be able to walk through the Winter Lights Festival. I want to (possibly) have a snowball fight. I want to decorate the tree with the kids.

Actually, right about now, I’d like to be snuggled up next to Dennis in bed, watching The Simpsons, and snacking on some chips. But that’s not going to happen. Both the dryer and the alternator on the car went this week, so I spent nearly $1000 on getting things fixed around here. I had to sacrifice paying the phone bill until this week. I hope AT&T is forgiving.

I shouldn’t be taking Lortab for any reason until after I see the doctor on Friday. For giggles, I took a home pregnancy test and it came back positive. I have been having unprotected sex with Dennis. I thought without a uterus I wouldn’t be getting pregnant. I should have known better because I know that an ovarie + sex = baby.

I know someone, somewhere will rip on me for taking pain medication when I’m possibly pregnant, but there’s the possibility that I am not pregnant. I know for sure that I am in pain, and I doubt that I could keep this baby, even if I had a uterus. Think about those things when you’re flamming me.

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