Quote: ~Welcome to my bar, pull up a stool and have a few shots. I am the mother of a beautiful, yet challenging son with autism. And yes, I'm a witch.
I slept like shit last night. To try and turn over was excrusiating pain. The shit the Dr. prescribed did not help. I'm stll bent over and shuffling about. I just called in and they will give me some vicodin (thank Goddess). If I had that stuff now, I'd be down at the pool playing with my son instead of stuck in the house and in pain. Steve is kind of crabby because the burden of the house work and stuff has fallen on his shoulders. He wanted to cancel last night's dinner, but I wasn't about ready to let that food go to waste and I really wanted to meet Sgt. M. Dinner was nice, my wonderful M.I.L. helped out with everything. It was nice to finally meet Sgt. M. He had some great stories to tell and his wife was really sweet.