Tuesday Moanin'

Tuesday, I felt a little better when I woke up. I still had a “stitch” in my side when I got up or moved in certain ways, but I didn’t have that “knife in your rib” thing.

I drove on surface streets through pouring rain. The water ponding even there was amazing. So, I stayed in the outside lane and managed to avoid most of it. Did I mention that there was a strong north wind and it was just above freezing? Well, it was.

I was starving from a decided lack of a real dinner Monday night, so I grabbed an old bag of instant oatmeal to eat when I first got to work.

I was feeling okay (sorta) and congratulated myself on my radical cure idea. But, I started to go downhill around 10:00 AM. By the time I drove home for lunch, the “knife in the ribs” thing was firmly back.

So, I took half a pain pill and, instead of eating, lay on the bed with the heating pad again.

It didn’t help much. I spent the afternoon twinging and holding my side.

Finally back at home, I repeated Monday night’s treatment. I first watched the news and couldn’t believe the flooding going on (eight inches of water in people’s basements, surface streets turned into rivers and on the Southfield freeway, one spot was flooding from the road almost to the overpass above it!)

I must be getting a little better because around 9:00 PM, I was able to get up for a little bit. I loaded last of the Thanksgiving leftover containers in the dishwasher (the leftovers went in the trash Monday) I had soaking in the sink and ran a partial load. I heated up a can of chicken noodle soup while I was doing that. I ate that sitting on the bed and then went back to bed for good for the rest of the night.

Other than bathroom breaks, of course. I can share one observation with you. You know you’re hurting when you are having a serious discussion with yourself about just peeing in the bed instead of getting up. My logic was that Gardner White offers same day delivery and free pickup of your old mattress, I could just roll over on the dry side of the bed, etc. It was ultimately the cost of a good mattress that tipped me in favor of getting up...