Nothing to say, nothing to write

It’s one of those days when I have some free time, and feel like writing in my blog, but have nothing to say. (These days, having nothing to say actually prevents me from writing here—which didn’t use to be the case!)

My bladder problems are ongoing… sort of. The doctor has put me on some kind of pills that are supposed to relax the bladder, or something. (I know what you’re thinking and no, I haven’t peed my pants. Yet.) After a bit of confusion, they seem to be working. (He put me on the pills because my bladder doesn’t completely empty, when I go—but when I looked at the instructions with the pills, the first thing that was stated is that you shouldn’t take these pills if your bladder doesn’t empty properly! But he confirmed that yes, these really are the pills he wants me to take.)

I’m pretty tired, because I had an all-nighter last Wednesday, as well as an all-nighter on Saturday night, because of a deployment. Plus the fact that last week was pretty lousy, which always tires a person out. But yesterday was pretty quiet, and I’m hoping that means that this entire week will be, too. (I have nothing to base that on, except for hopefulness.)