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Home. On a lot of ativan, fun fun fun. They wrapped me up in blankets with heating pads, and the massage therapist did my feet this time with some mix of lotions and wrapped them in towels. I appeared to be a mummy, with tubes covering my face. I'm going to sleep on the couch now.

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Gods above and below why did they not give me vicodin or something? My bones ache from the drilling and scraping and whatever else they did to me. Please send help in medicinal form factors. I've already done the advil and the ibuprofen.

edit 2:50pm Hail my good and kind friends who provide sweet, sweet relief and conversation.