Sunday, February 19, 2006
It is a frustrating time for me.
I go to work ten hours a day, then come home and do therapy on my old, abused lower back. The lawn isn't mowed, the garden is a mess, projects begun or planned go unfinished.
This weekend "favorites" were supposed to visit and attend the annual Parade of Lights.
Too much sickness, and a fifteen year tradition comes to an end. Meanwhile, I sit with a cold pack on my back.
I'm glad to have such things as cold/hot packs, medicine that decreases swelling and my little tens unit to stimulate whatever it stimulates.
The back improves and I will get to visit some of the favorites this coming weekend.
Ain't God good?
I go to work ten hours a day, then come home and do therapy on my old, abused lower back. The lawn isn't mowed, the garden is a mess, projects begun or planned go unfinished.
This weekend "favorites" were supposed to visit and attend the annual Parade of Lights.
Too much sickness, and a fifteen year tradition comes to an end. Meanwhile, I sit with a cold pack on my back.
I'm glad to have such things as cold/hot packs, medicine that decreases swelling and my little tens unit to stimulate whatever it stimulates.
The back improves and I will get to visit some of the favorites this coming weekend.
Ain't God good?
