Thomas Julian Kemp (![]() ![]() @ 2016-04-14 23:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | jameson kemp, thomas kemp |
WHO: Thomas and Jamie Kemp, possibly Lena and Roxanna later?
WHAT: Just worry
WHEN: Thursday evening
WHERE: Their home
WARNINGS: TBA
Thomas was already regretting flushing his meds, and not just because he had fumbled the container and ended up clogging the toilet with it. He hurt all over, but he didn't want to become a slave to opiates again. He was just going to have to try to deal on IBProfen, though he had already taken up to the daily dosage and it currently wasn't doing all that much to mask the pain.
He had his phone and had been talking to Jamie on it, which was probably for the best. He was now in his bedroom, but with only one unbroken arm, he couldn't really get back into his bed by himself, let alone do anything else. He hated that his son would have to help him, but he needed to swallow his pride and just let it happen.