Today one of my best friend’s on God’s green Earth came to visit me today, my dear friend Andrew. We spent a lot of time just reminiscing about old times and talking about new times too. He’s moving down to Yorkshire for work which is amazing for him, but makes me sad.
I can honestly say I don’t have a lot of friends, I’ve fucked up a lot of things in my life, but the friends I do have are incredible. I’m glad he stuck around through all my shit. I’ll be sad to see him go but it’s onwards and upwards for him and we’ll still see each other, maybe not often, but we will.
This recovery time has shown me that I really do have wonderful friends, it’s been hard though. I spend a lot of time on my own, I’ve not been able to get back to the gym, I don’t have so many nuts anymore that I can go busting them. I actually quite like the alone time, but I can’t get out of the house and that is driving me crazy. I’m off travelling for a bit in October and I just can’t wait, I keep thinking about how great that’ll be, but how frustrating it is that I can’t even get to the shops for a pint of milk right now without someone coming to get me.
Sorry, this post has just been a ramble, but please understand that cabin fever + high grade pain killers are messing up my train of thought.
So I’ve mostly not been on tumblr for ages. There are a few reasons, not least of all my job but I guess the weirdest part is that I found a tumour on one of my balls. I’m having it removed on Monday which is good, but sadly I have to lose the whole ball.
So yeah, I’m not going to write about how I feel because I don’t have a fucking clue. One minute everything is fine and the next I’m just miserable and self indulgent.
I do get three weeks off work though and I miss the Commonwealth Games, so yay. If the Olympics ever come to town I’ll cut off a foot.
Anyway, not that I expect, nor want any giant outpouring of sympathy I just felt that I needed to write this down somewhere as I’ve not told a whole lot of people.