On the bright side
Okay, the back is still unhappy. So I've resorted to the serious meds-- the ones that leave me feeling like my brain is wrapped in cotton wool. I really hate that feeling. Pout. Whine.Okay, enough of that.
On the other hand, there are a few things to be thankful for in all this:
Family: One loving husband and two great kids, who are being pretty darn patient while I'm rather less than useful here.
Disposable heat wraps: Oh, these are a marvelous invention! Strap one on, and it's comforting and toasty all day.
Toes: I can pick up my washcloth in the shower, or a sock on the floor, without having to bend over. This is a very good thing.
2 Comments:
It’s good to know I’m not the only one who uses prehensile toes (though my spouse gives me some grief about it). Sorry about your back; I have shared your pain, and it’s no fun. And knowing you, you wouldn’t have broken out the heavy-duty pain meds if it weren’t very painful. . . .
The use of the toes is an art I think we lost when we separated from the apes.
-R
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