Today was not a good one. I woke up and began to cry.its only 29 days, days of constant pills. Pulling,bending,icing.on top of that,classes started and home work is due and working on call for little pay. It's finally getting to me.Morphine morning and night. Tramadol during the day don't know if I'm coming or going and it's just too much to take. I cried myself to sleep but before that I asked God to lift this cloud . because I want peace not pain please Grant it oh Lord to thee I pray!
No, today was not a good day
I woke and began to cry. But I know that tomorrow... tomorrow. .
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