At this very moment, Jason and I are at the wound care center. This is quite possibly the scariest place I have ever been... there are elderly, sick people everywhere. I am the youngest person here, save the two young children running around in the waiting room... I would never bring Janie or Si here if I could help it.
I think it's time for
another Percocet... I wish I had an Ativan or a Xanax... I may need it
to make it through this appointment...