Day Something. I can haz bucket?

At the beginning of this experience, I lay on the couch in my new cast with piles of stuff around me. I was constantly asking Tom to carry something for me into another room. Then we hit on the idea of The Bucket. 

The Bucket is a plastic bin that I have filled with all the items I need on a daily, hourly, minutely basis. It moves into the bedroom at night and sits next to me on the bedside table. It moves back into the pink room in the morning and sits next to me on the couch. I love my bucket. 

Bucket Contents:

The New Yorker, Feb 9 and 16

Moleskine planner

Half-empty jar of Omega-3 "700" EPA & DHA from cold water fish

Half-empty mason jar of homemade herbal salve

Vitamin organizer (Sa-Su)

Checkbook

Red wallet with owl decal

USB cable

Body lotion with royal jelly and natural mica to enhance skin tone (99.02% natural)

Green zipper pouch full of pens

2 straps for holding cold packs onto cast

Rubber MacBook keyboard cover, unused because annoying when typing

Hand salve- a farmer's friend

2 boxes of chocolate truffles, from Heather

Shea butter hand repair cream

Half-empty jar of vitamin D 3, 1000 IU

1 bottle Oxycodone with Acetominophan 5mg/325mg

1 bottle Hydromorphone, 2mg (only 3 left)

2 pencils, one sharpened, one unsharpened

iPhone earbuds

Emppty glasses case

Smaller jar of homemade salve

Memo book

Rewetting drops

Feline claw clippers

Tweezers

1 bottle aspirin

Half-empty water bottle

Downstate discharge paperwork

Pharmacy receipts

3 vials Arnica Montana pellets

Lip balm

Dental floss

1 bottle Cascara Sagrada pills (look it up!)

1 packet Desogen pills (pause to take today's dose)

1 ball point pen stolen from nurse at hospital

1 red diary

Man, I'm gonna have to downsize. I've asked Tom to do the cleanup game. He said, "Not right now." Dammit. This room is a mess. 

My ankle is bugging me a bit today.