Breast Reconstruction – Take 58
You know, it might just be me, but I don’t think I’m supposed to be having insomnia anymore. The first time I had it really bad was when the oncologist gave me steroids during chemotherapy. I was done with that over a year ago.
After my breast reconstruction surgery, I slept like a baby. Okay, okay, maybe Vicodin had a little something to do with that, but I really did sleep well, too, because of the fact that there was not a big hole on the right side of my body where my right breast used to be. This hole shouldn’t have interfered with my slumber, but it did. If I tried to sleep on my left side, my arm would not be able to “rest” on my breast. If I switched to trying to sleep on my right side, I would be off-kilter and land on my face.
As I said, I shouldn’t be having insomnia anymore. It’s almost six in the morning and I have been typing on a manuscript all night long. Pretty accurately even.
I may have to consider resorting to Ambien to knock me out. With a little vodka. And marijuana. Then, I can write a book about how I got addicted to drugs and alcohol.
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