Wednesday, October 4th, 2006 • 1 Comment on The Things We Do For Love
I’ve never been a big fan of mornings. Nothing good happens in the morning. I have never been and will never be a morning person. I prefer to sleep through as much of the morning as possible because mornings are bad. The fact that I now have to administer insulin shots as part of my morning routine just proves my point.
I didn’t wimp out. I could have, because Jay saw what a wreck I was and offered to do the deed. He’s tougher than I am and has some experience. It was tempting, but no, I had to do it myself. Had to. The longer I put it off, the harder it would be for me to do it and the time will come (next year) when I will have to do it. So I might as well get into the mindset now. I am nothing if not pragmatic. I’m not sure it’s a good quality.
Two days, two shots. I was a shaky, crying mess yesterday and thought I was going to throw up. Today I got teary eyed and a little nauseous. Maybe by the end of the week I’ll be swinging from the ceiling fan joyfully giving shots to anyone who comes within range.
Nah, probably not.