I used to like alcohol. It relieved anxiety. It calmed me down. It made problems seem manageable. Now I just have wine with dinner, and it's diluted with seltzer. Any more than that makes me feel crummy. I miss how I used to enjoy it.

But I love me some hydrocodone. Got a refill today from my PCP, who I had to see for restless leg syndrome that just started 3 nights ago. (RLS is torture. Had it 3 years ago caused by severe anemia from a bleeding ulcer. My PCP ordered labs.) So my panic about running out is relieved. Whewwwww.

This will help me straighten up the wreck I made of this apartment over past few days. When I'm sore, I don't do much, but read and watch TV.

Now, if I can just get to sleep.