Trying not to whine

Mar 26, 2006

I haven’t put a blog up in a few days because I hate whining. I especially hate whining when I’m the one doing it. I had a reaction to some of the medicine I’ve been on for the acid reflux. A reaction that only shows up in about one percent of the population. So my doctor changed my meds which caused another problem. I’m okay. We’ve got me on meds that finally seem to be a little kinder to my system, but it has given me a new respect for suffers of chronic pain. I’ve had only a few days of it. I cannot imagine it going on indefinitely. So I haven’t been writing here because all I wanted to do was complain. I had a great weekend and then by, I think, Tuesday, I was hurting. I’m hoping to feel well enough today for us to go out and do something as a family. We took a short outing yesterday, and I was okay. Though I was exhausted by early evening. I fell asleep on the couch, curled over our oldest dog, Jimmy. Apparently, he makes a very good pillow, and he was asleep, too, so I guess he thought it was comfy.