Day 42: N is for Neville, who died of ennui

Still fatigued and unable to concentrate (possibly this is due to the oxycodone/clonazepam combo keeping my RLS at bay; possibly it's just part of healing; or, you know, both). Also bored out of my skull. The only thing that has saved me is discovering Hulu has I Spy. Robert Culp and Bill Cosby are keeping me company all the way from 1965, and I thank them for it.

Wednesday, I go back to the orthopedist to find out what's what. Fingers crossed that the news will be good.