Going Out Last Night

Last night I went out to watch Justin2 play darts. I was debating if I should go out or not, since the pelvic exam increased my pain and I ran a couple errands afterward since I was in that part of town anyway. Note to self: after a not so great doctor appointment, do not go grocery shopping. I came home with chocolate donuts, Milk Duds, more chocolate, Mike and Ikes, and Fruit by the Foot.

Anyway, I made it watching for about an hour before I had to leave. The pain was just too bad. I wasn't sure if I left in tears because of the pain, or because I had to leave early.

I came home, took an hour long hot bath, started "I am Legend" by Richard Matheson, and then crawled into bed. And cried.

Is it worse if I stay home and miss out on things, or is it worse if I go out and disappoint myself in what I can or cannot do?

I don't know. I really don't.