Shoot. Is it really confession time again?
My husband has been out of work for over a month now and ohmygoodness we are not meant to spend every day, all day together. We just aren’t. We have been doing the independent thing (he works so many days on out-of-town, then gets so many off) for the past 10 years and are accustomed to doing our own thing. I have been spending most of my days trying not to stab him with a fork, and I’m sure he will say the same thing about me.
My knee. I have chondromalacia patella in my right knee (patella-femoral pain syndrome) and have been having awful pain lately. Going down stairs sucks. Going up doesn’t feel good either, but isn’t as bad as going down. I fell on my knee last week, and I am sure that is what has aggravated it, but OW. My back is hurting again, too. It has only been a month since I had my last epidural steroid injection.
My head is just not in this right now.
I’d like to say, “HELP!”, only I’m not really sure what it is that I need right now. To clear my head? Yes. Smiles and laughs? Yes. A kick in the ass? Probably. My husband to go back to work? YES.
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