...to the biochemist that invented Ambien. I FINALLY got six hours of uninterrupted sleep last night, thanks to that little miracle pill. They also proscribed something to replace the "good" bacteria in my digestive system that may have been wiped out from the Tigecil. Meanwhile, relieved to report that intestinal distress is much less severe. My only complaints now are exhaustion, the damn cough (which is much improved) and lingering back pain. Plus I have at least three days before the doctor is likely to put any new poison in me so hopefully I'll get on the mend.
In other news, for those interested (including those in my band that might be reading this) I got the very first rough mix of a song from the new record from our producer. It needs a little tweaking but it sounds great. That lifted my spirits, too.
Tomorrow is another easy day...just an echocardiogram followed by labwork. I should strive to enjoy these days....they are the "good ones" I suppose, although I'm so damn tired it's hard to really throw myself into it. Jill and I did manage to go out to eat at a Cajun place called the Faded Rose and it was quite good -- plus they played great classic rock in the background including a beautiful and rarely heard song called In Thee by Blue Oyster Cult of all people...but it's almost all acoustic. I've never heard it played on any radio / satellite / whatever anywhere.
Anyhow...that's all that's fit to print from Little Rock. More to come as events develop!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
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