Happiness should be getting to lie in bed for four days with permission, in fact, on strict instruction, and getting to call on the many helpers to bring me what ever I wish.  But in truth I'm bored.

I've tried sleeping, but it just doesn't happen. There's nothing to watch on TV and I can't read cos the meds i take make the letters wiggle and half way through a sentence I forget what the first part was about.

A little later I plan to watch some movie I have on my laptop. But for right now I'm watching the hibiscus outside my bedroom patio gently sway in the breeze, pretending its hypnotic and will sooth me to sleep. Lets see how well that works . . .  Later peeps.