No more kitchen scraps for lepers and orphans...
And call off Christmas!!!
Once again, I fell on the effing stairs outside C's apartment. I wasn't hurrying, not doing anything stupid. One second I was walking down the stairs and the next I felt my heel slide right out from under me and wham. The Bekass returns!!! Long story short - if I've got one it hurts. I landed mostly on my upper thigh this time, so I can at least sit down in relative comfort. My entire right side is sore and I'm feeling residual strain in my left side today. I managed to make it through grocery shopping, helping to shovel out a parking spot and putting food away before I crawled off to bed for a little while.
Today is the problem. I have wrapped exactly one present. My sink is full of dishes. My living room and kitchen is a hot mess on acid. My bathroom is....*shudder*. I'm moving like a 90 year old woman with osteoporosis and a bad hip. It hurts like hell to roll over in bed, let alone get some serious cooking and housecleaning done and I'm still trying to shake off the "stoned out of my mind" feeling I get when I take Flexeril.
I'll do what I can and pray that people will overlook my disaster of a house.
Once again, I fell on the effing stairs outside C's apartment. I wasn't hurrying, not doing anything stupid. One second I was walking down the stairs and the next I felt my heel slide right out from under me and wham. The Bekass returns!!! Long story short - if I've got one it hurts. I landed mostly on my upper thigh this time, so I can at least sit down in relative comfort. My entire right side is sore and I'm feeling residual strain in my left side today. I managed to make it through grocery shopping, helping to shovel out a parking spot and putting food away before I crawled off to bed for a little while.
Today is the problem. I have wrapped exactly one present. My sink is full of dishes. My living room and kitchen is a hot mess on acid. My bathroom is....*shudder*. I'm moving like a 90 year old woman with osteoporosis and a bad hip. It hurts like hell to roll over in bed, let alone get some serious cooking and housecleaning done and I'm still trying to shake off the "stoned out of my mind" feeling I get when I take Flexeril.
I'll do what I can and pray that people will overlook my disaster of a house.