Laid up.
January 11th, 2006 | by Scott Jennings |I don’t remember too much of it — I took an awkward step in the bathroom on Monday morning, hobbled back to my bed, suffered all day, and when I couldn’t make it back to the bathroom at 6pm, my roommate called an ambulance for me. Morphine, Percocet, an unnamed muscle relaxent, and I could barely walk. I’ve been up from the couch about four times since then. It’s getting a bit better, I’ve been sitting up for about an hour now, but it’s almost time to lay back down.
Come back, Percocet, and put me in your dreamy haze.
