Okay

It's true, I'm avoiding going to bed. We haven't even headed upstairs for baths yet and it's already almost 10 p.m. Trying to salvage the day, which turned out fine, in the end, but was definitely a roller coaster ride in its own way (as I told Cousin S, in so many words, my pity party is over and I do feel grateful that it isn't worse, for in the end, nothing fundamentally changed). I think we're both decompressing: Mama from yet another busy, stressful day at the office plus her visit with me to the doctor's so there were two of us listening to info (we also hoped her presence would prevent any nasty remarks orthopedists seem to make to me when I'm alone! Either it worked or he wasn't nasty); me from the doctor's visit, the continued achiness, and the new NSAID, plus all the usual childcare/housework stuff. No wonder I've been reading the paper and blogging and emailing, plus sharing all with Mama, all while listening to her music downloads, for nigh 2 hours now!