Not a Tuesday goes by that I am not asked by my dear, sweet child for a play-date with one of her pals. So today, miracle of miracles, I gave in.
So the two of them are cackling and making loads of noise in the other room. I love it. It’s happy noise. Unfortunately, my little gal does not often get the chance to play like this because of my condition.
Today is not a bad day. Last night was going along fine until about 10 p.m. At that point, my legs and back decided, without asking me I might add, to go on strike. The pain was bad enough for me to bring in the big guns of medication. I felt better after a while. I detest needing any meds. I wish, hope and pray for a day when I won’t need any of this stuff.