Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Friday, December 25, 2009

I Wanna Be Sedated

Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans (John Lennon). That’s how my older wiser brother explained my accident. Spending all this time locked in my apartment in pain and discomfort clearly wasn’t among my plans.

The worst is at night. Waking up tired and in pain and not being able to even change position. Closing your eyes and wishing real bad to be asleep again, to fall back to drug induced weird dreams. Hating the darkness and hoping for a relief that won't seem to arrive.

Of course feeling helpless, vulnerable and incapable of performing the most basic tasks doesn’t help. When dragging yourself to the bathroom is an ordeal and taking a glass of water from the kitchen to the table a physical impossibility, cursing becomes a very very frequent activity.

There are obviously much worse things in life that can happen to you. Among them, going through this nightmare without my friends. I knew they were great, that’s why they are my friends in the first place. I didn’t know they are extraordinary. Thank you.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I'm bringing sexy back


So.

This is it. For the next few weeks this is gonna be my vantage point to the World. Fascinating, huh.

As usual I am late. Blogs stopped being cool circa 2004. But Rosario, not only does she make for a great daytime nurse but can also give some pretty good advice, so here we are. Ready to take by storm the blogosphere (that word sounds so silly already, talk about quick turnover of buzzwords).

As of right now I have no idea what I am gonna be blogging about. Will this be the new huffington post? Dlisted for geeks? A moving tale of self discovery and overcoming the hurdles of life, aka Jersey Shore? We shall see.

In the meantime you can have a look at my sexy legs and the awesome black cast (I could have had a purple one too, but I opted for Manhattan bitch black with a Chanelesque white fringe, so fashion forward) If only my real calves were as big as that cast...

Anyway Rosario and Massi are cursing my Cuisinart in Italian, I think it's time for dinner. Buon appetito!