Everyone Is Too Busy To Pay Attention

...to the blog....so I am going to whine a little. LOL!

The mornings are hard. When I wake up my hands and feet are numb. I do what they suggest and massage them with cocoa butter - voodoo? I don't know, but I do it - then the pain starts and I pop a pill. Friday a new thing started. Little shocks or tingles. Not painful, just distracting. They worry me because some people on the myeloma sites I visit talk about them being the precursor to real pain. So I try hard not to think about it.

I push myself to walk. This isn't always a good idea. The other morning I pushed too hard and almost fell down the front steps. I was wearing Jen's white sweatshirt and when she saw the smudge on the shoulder she yelled at me. I yelled back "Don't yell at me, I almost fell out of the house!" LOL She was startled, I told her it wasn't that bad.

Anyway, this morning I was sitting in front of the computer. I had just finished with the stupid cocoa butter and taken the pill......when....doesn't my father appear at the front door. I was shocked. I hadn't heard him coming because he had walked down from the cottage. He was up there waiting for the cable guy and there's no phone, so he came down to have me make a call. I couldn't stand up without looking like there was a problem.....so, I just sat there. He was looking at me funny because I wasn't standing up and coming to the door. But I didn't know what to say. So I said nothing.

Then he left and I sat there and cried.

So anyway, I just had to vent. I know SB and Jen are too busy this week to read the blog. By the time they look again this post will be buried in all my Midway, Charlestown Navy Yard, USS Constitution, USS Cassin Young stuff. They have 2 Midway vets who are scheduled to be there. Imagine that!

I also am doing something pretty cool on Friday, but I can't talk about it until after. So, I do know I am very lucky.

Plus this post got me to thinking I might pop down to Battleship Cove on Saturday or Sunday.

Ok, so the rest of you keep quiet. I'm fine, I have plenty of pain pills. And lots of people are worse off.