Another Day After

Saturday. I have nothing on my calendar, thank the good Lord. I sleep in. Sugar doesn't bother me. Drew has been asking for a new backpack for school, and I figure I can probably handle that. One trip. One store. One bag. Home. I am not as bad today as I was yesterday, but my head is killing me. I briefly entertain a thought that maybe something is awry and just as quickly dismiss it. This will pass.

We head out, and Drew is quietly solicitous of my well being. His concern is evident in his door opening on my behalf and his watching out for me. I complain unnecessarily about having to walk clear to the back of the darn store to get to the back pack section, but I am doggoned if I am going to succumb to riding a wheelchair buggy. I will navigate under my own power for as absolutely long as I can stand erect. Thank you very much.

Drew weighs the merits of each bag, considering the number of pockets, the way it sits on his back, the colors, the overall look and shape. I stand on one foot, then the other, waiting as patiently as I know how. Why don't they have chairs in this store? There is no spot anywhere that I can rest a moment. Gosh darn it. I try not to be a pill. Be nice. Drew decides and he is very happy with his selection.

We pay and head for the car. I climb in and sit. I do not move. I need to let my body recover some energy. This is not even nap. It is allowing the body to recharge enough to be functional. Muscles protest any usage. Head is pounding. Drew puts in a story tape and we listen while I rest. At last I am sufficiently recovered to navigate. We stop at the glasses store so Drew can replace a lost screw, then decide to get lunch at KFC. Great idea. We sit in the car and munch, buying time for me so I can manage to get us home.

Three days. Yes, I think that was how long I took those steroids before. Or was it five? I will have to go back and check. This I do know. I am grateful grateful grateful that the semester is not yet underway and I have the time and luxury of allowing myself to recoup. Thank God.