“Gloom, despair, and agony on me
Deep dark depression…excessive misery.
If it weren’t for bad luck
I’d have no luck at all.
Gloom, despair, and agony on me.”
Yep, those are the words and believe it or not…it was a comedy skit!
Someone who lives in my house with me and is 2 years older than I, has been complaining that there were still boxes in the garage. And, that person was right. However, I have been going through them a few at a time and sorting and putting things away. Obviously, not fast enough! Anyway, I tried to just move one of the boxes into the storage room to get them out of his line of sight. Bad decision…very bad. I knew immediately that I had messed up. My back screamed at me,”Why did you do that? Don’t you know better? I’ll show you how I feel about you lifting that box!” And, so the pain began. And it has not stopped. For two days now, I’ve been taking muscle relaxers, and pain meds…but so far…it’s no better.
I was hoping to go to Birmingham this afternoon with Ian. He is having some quite serious sinus surgery in the morning. But, instead of taking care of him…I am flat on my back.