I fell down on Thursday ruining my weekend plans. I twisted muscles in my thigh and calf causing pain - if on a scale from one to ten it would be a ten. My pain patch didn't even cut the edge. I called my neurologist and I got his Physicians assistant. She prescribed Vicodin and Flexeril.
I can't recall being in this much pain. I missed two picnics but did some genealogy research. I can't sleep. I'm exhausted.
Sara came home with a guinea pig and Aidan came home with a hamster from one picnic. Our friend apparently has too many critters. We are watching my sister in laws two little dogs while they enjoy Florida. Thus we have four dogs, four fish, 1 frog, 2 parakeets, a guinea pig and a hamster. I'm being over run by scaley furry things.
It's been a tough week but to see the kids with their animals makes me happy - lets see how long it takes before we have to remind them to take care of their animals. Growing up I always had animals - guinea pigs, hamsters, a ferrett, fish and a white rat named Ralph (after Ralph Cramden)
