Hi Wendy,
I don't recall your name but I'm brain dead tonight...morning....so here goes 
anyways.
Wendy it is tough to be down believe me I know.  I was injured in Dec. and I 
feel as though I have been robbed of 7.5 months of my life because of Workers 
Comp.  Fortunately you can take meds.  My doctors had to cut me off.  They 
had me on morphine so they had to stop for my safety.  Now I swallow about 20 
to 30 extra strength excedrins, and about the same in Aleve's just to be able 
to move without pain.  I too have stayed busy with crafts (quilt blocks) to 
keep from falling out of my tree.  It would definitely be a long fall seeing 
how short I am  4'9 3/4".  I know it is hard when everyone tells you to 
hang in there that things will get better.  You feel like yelling "How would 
you know".  So I won't say that but I will say that I am praying for you. 
Hopefully you will be well sooner than you think.
Oh yeah if you have read any of my crazy antics.....well Murphy and his dang 
law showed up again tonight.  I was pressing blocks and putting them in a 
plastic bag so they could go out in tomorrows mail.  I had 19 out of 20 in 
the bag when low and behold my DH and his big big feet knocked my tv tray the 
fresh cup of coffee he had just brought to me fell into the bag.  I can't 
walk that well so I'm screaming at him to hurry up and get the blocks to the 
sink and wash them.  He gets them in the sink soaking and what does he do!  
Without looking he empty's out his coffee cup in the same sink.  
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh! Well he finally hand washed my blocks but now where to dry 
them.  We don't have a drier and the clothes line is out back where there is 
no lighting and many pitfalls to get to it.  So right now my living room 
looks like a quilt just waiting to happen.  We have the blocks pinned to 
clothes hangers hanging up all over the place.  He said he would take them 
down in the morning before leaving for work so that I can repress them and 
pack them safely in the bag for mailing without him here.
Hope you got a giggle but this really did happen.  If I were not so angry 
right now I'd be laughing at yet another plunder in my life.  I remember a 
soap opera that had an opening that said something about sand through an hour 
glass.  I always say like wind through a windmill so is my life CHOPPY at 
best.
Got to get my leg back on the couch so I will say goodbye for now.  Take care 
and stay as busy as your health permits.
Dot
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