Aaah. I have reached that magical point at which my back feels sufficiently better that I suddenly think I’m healed. This would be a really be a dumb time to stop going to the chiro. Don’t let me. :)
yay me!
I got my socks on! yay me!
good news/bad news
The good news is I was able to sleep almost normally last night. I was able to turn over several times — yes, I had to wake up to do that, but night before I woke up and was *unable* to turn over, so that’s definitely an improvement. And this morning I was able to get out of bed relatively pain free (this is not the same as pain free, but it’s nothing like white-lipped nausea like I had yesterday), and move around if not normally, at least less painfully.…
hee hee
hee hee Which RPG system are you? by Mr. Vimes
comfort baking
I noticed a while ago that I want to bake, when I get stressed. Yesterday, I hauled out two sticks of butter so I could make cookies or brownies, realized I was doing it, and thought, “Comfort baking!” It’s not even so much about *eating* what I bake. It’s just that I find baking to be, well, comforting. I decided what I should do is send most of what I bake to work with Ted or Shaun so that it’s not here for me to pig out on. That way…