How is that possible?
I didn't do anything today, after all.
It was long because for the last four days, I have had sharp pains in my left side, which I know to be caused by a series of inflamed muscles. How do I know this? I know this because it has happened before. The last time it happened, I was 25. I had just lost my job, and my mother was in hospice care. And I got these strange knots under my rib cage that were sore and swollen and screamed at me every time I moved. So it is no mystery why I have them now.
I talked to my dad today. He was sitting on the deck, drinking coffee, watching the clouds go by. He spent the morning completing the electrical work on the lower deck, and he planned to complete some cosmetic work on the wall in the afternoon. He sounded fine.
Anyway, I am going to go to bed early and have a delicious time feeling sorry for myself. If it still hurts this bad on Monday, yes, I will go to a doctor.
8 comments:
Good luck to your father, Nina. Maybe he'll beat the odds again. I hope your knots go away. Stress is nasty.
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I get those knots sometimes too, they suck. I love your dad. Feel better soon.
Long day, long week. . . and our bodies like to tell us what's on our minds. Hope you can get some rest and feel better.
It's amazing how the body reacts to emotional stress, isn't it? Take good care of you.
Your dad is an inspiring man. We should all be able to sit on the deck and watch the clouds go by, despite all of our troubles. Hope you feel better soon, chickie.
Just remember to breathe.
Take care of yourself. Rest. Read something wonderful. Drink tea in bed. Moan.
Thinking of you and your dad.
Feel better.
And glad your Dad had a nice day.
Thinking about you.
xoxoxo
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