Standing in the way of control!

It has just turned 10pm and I can still not sleep. Sitting in the staff canteen having smoke. In my endvour to quit smoking I had reawakened my appetite and binged on basically all the food(good & junk) I could lay my hands on. Result: I am uncomfortbly stuffed. I feel like puking. The docter checked in on me earlier and had this look in his eyes(beautiful eyes, but I digress) that said …”2 more days”. And though I hate the idea of spending 2 days extra in hospital I realise that it will be necessary. This bone graft isn’t the walk in the park as I (naively?)previously imagined it to be.

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So, yesterday I had a 5th operation on my arm. The surgeon said it went well. Mmm. Well, they’ve said so before, so I have a wait and see attitude. I am sitting at the coffee shop of the hospital typing this on my phone. The reason being that my room which I am sharing has been taken over by visitors. So while I am still buzzing from the morphine shot I am unable to rest due to said visitors. What makes it worse is the fact that these visitors are annoying know it all teenagers. Now, I am really not in the mood(or a good space) to listen to their worldly opinions on sex and underage drinking! I know that situations like these call for the serenity prayer to be invoked but I don’t want to waste it on brats. Maybe I am just edgy ’cause I haven’t had a smoke for a whole day… So, possible…

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