Eventually, most people have back spasms--I blame my short legs, but my son has long legs and the same problem. My dad and other family members, too. Mostly, I blame my horse which fell on me when I was 12, and that's the first time I felt like my dad walked. I slept on the floor last night, I'm like a sausage in my back brace, and am standing to do most things like reading or computer. I'll have to get some help to unload the dishwasher. Driving the car is awful--and it's my turn to do the church mail run today. Yes, a blatant plea for sympathy.
Thursday, May 14, 2015
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