When Ian left this morning, he said something to me about how he expected that when he got home, I'd still be asleep.
That turned out to be true - I didn't get up until Ian got home around 6:30pm, so today was a lost day.
Ian knew I'd sleep the day because I took Ativan last night to calm my extra-woogly back, and Ativan often makes me sleep a lot the next day. At least the Ativan calmed my back... but sleeping the whole day away isn't something that I'd like to do all the time.
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