Achy

I am not a good sick person.  I have a tendency to whine.  Especially if I hurt.  And today, after yesterday's fall, and the subsequent tightening of muscles, I'm in a decent amount of pain.

But, life goes on.

I'm going to remind myself that I'm still very thankful the fall wasn't worse.

And I'm going to pray for the lady I met on the train the day before I fell - the one with the spinal injury.

I'm going to be thankful for some prayers that were answered, and some other things that could have been serious, but weren't.

I'm going to sip tea, do my job, prop my magic bags in alternating moments on the sorest parts of me.

And then I'm going to go home tonight and take a hot shower and return to my propped against many, many pillows position, and sip tea and move as little as possible.