Back Pain's Back, Fall Garden Time, and Nicotine Walls

Going to the back surgeon on Thursday, hoping he will lay my on the counter in the front office and fix my back, but not overly confident. What I'm actually looking for is to have the disk removed, or kill the nerve in the area that hurts. Not concerned with the long term effects on the old spine, just looking to have the time I have left upright the best they can be with as little pain as possible.

Tomorrow is lettuce day. I need to plan out my fall garden which is a very small scale operation. I am planting the lettuce table again and 2 of my idiot tubs. Wasn't very impressed with the tubs and my tomatoes this year, had 4 varieties so it wasn't for lack of trying. The tubs do an incredible job with the lettuce however, looking forward to some killer salads this fall. Going to our local CSA on Wednesday, hoping to get some tips, some honey, and some eggs.

It's time to paint the house, partly because it's time and we want to make some changes, but also because it's like living in the Amittyville horror house. The people that lived here before us smoked themselves to death in this house, literally. When it's hot and humid, and it's always hot and humid in Baltimore, the nicotine leaches out and runs down the walls! Attractive, ain't it? Have to figure out how to make that stop, short of replacing the drywall. The kids are so looking forward to painting!

Just say yes to chickens!

Wasted Doctors Visit, Depression and MS, and Prescription For Smoking

So I go to the doctor today, need to get a letter from him explaining I need a higher dose of my nutsy pill than the insurance company will pay for, simple. Nothing is simple anymore, not even getting letters. He's not my primary, so he's not sure what I need, thinks it would be more effective if I call them and raise hell. I know, how about I call HIS office and raise hell about him not sending another letter? I hate doctors.

I need to start a club, one for men stuck at home with nothing to do. Not sure what I'm going to call it, that name's not real catchy, but this rots, big time. I never thought I'd get to this point, I'm talking pre MS thought. I do absolutely nothing, mostly because of the lack of energy, but just as much because I have no direction. The depression smacks me from all sides, it's really depressing, HA! The impending doom feeling has been there forever, now add in it doesn't appear to be impending anymore and ouch! Tell me I don't need that third pill.



I forgot to ask the doctor today, but I'm pretty sure he wants me to start smoking again? I think they even gave me a prescription to start once, just having a problem laying my hands on it right now. 5 years since I smoked a cig or had a drink of any kind, having my doubts if it's worth it or not? Sitting out back smoking at least gave me something to do. Not particularly worried about the health risks, the thing that keeps me away is the cost, damn you tobacco lawsuits!