Late night musings..

Whelp, sleep finally happened - but it still wasn't restful. Fibro patients never hit rem sleep, and though I woke periodically to check on Pabu and get him something to drink and a snack, I still didn't get good rest.

I'm awake now, thanks to testosterone and pain. I can never get back to sleep once my body decides to be awake.

This is the life path I chose. I wasn't expecting things to be like this, but I'm content-ish.

I'd just like to figure out the rest of my life and make peace with everything.