The GP was lovely and gave me pain medication.
It's not the big guns yet, but hopefully it'll give me some relief before I have to resort to heavy stuff.
Fibromyalgia is a bitch.
And, according to the GP, a category of illness that a physician will resort to when all else fails.
Mmmmmm.
The husband is painting the boys' rooms.
It's going to look great.
Son#1 stayed behind at the in-laws' again.
We're picking him up on Sunday when we go to my brother-in-law's birthday lunch.
Sons#2 and #3 are watching TV.
The sun is beaming outside, and most of the snow is gone.
I'm patiently waiting for my medicashun to kick in, hic.
Life could be a lot worse.
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