Woke up in the middle of the night, startled by a bolt of lightening, and the enormous crash that comes with such a close bolt!
The rain came, and I was lulled back to sleep with the rhythm of the drops hitting the window.
This morning, however, my father's hip joint pains attacked my hips, and I am not walking well.
I moaned, groaned, whined, and whimpered for about two hours. Coffee, and grapenuts with yogurt, with ' ib' for the pain. That was breakfast.
My choice for today: Keep moving through the pain! The bedroom walls need painting!
I am finding that moving up and down the ladder is helping the pain ease.
Funny how a positive choice can make all the difference! (Of course, the 'ib' may have kicked in too, but I CHOOSE to believe that my own choice helped!
