I threw out my back last week.
Now I have a strained ligament in my foot. And a cold. And pinkeye.
Since rest is the best medicine for most of the above (not to mention that walking seriously hurts), I've been couchbound for over a week.
The kids and I are beyond stircrazy.
Times like this make me appreciate my usual health. The house is a mess. The blue skies feel like a tease. I am so sick of Diego. But once this passes, we can play and work and do all those things we normally enjoy. For that, I am thankful.
