Hobbling along.

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So everyone is saying how their Saturday is going and I have replied about mine so much I thought I would just make a post. Got up with my stomach mad at me running me to the bathroom at 8 am. when daughter came home from work after her night long shift. poor woman needs rest I know so it's a good thing I can at least get to the bathroom but not the long treck to the kitchen even with the walker yet. She brought me some coffee and a sandwich so she could lay down and try to sleep. Still 2 more times I had to run to the bathroom. So I am trying not to bother anyone because for 2 days now Clay has been back like his old self not sure why but that's how it usually goes. When his mom calls me and says why is he and my daughter not answering their phones. I tell her I don't know what his problem is but daughter is trying to get some sleep. She tells me I have to tell him go over cause his grandma has been sent home to die. so great. I have to go tell him or text him and he is going to be even more cranky. I see J. up still and tell her. she tells him so they got to go. I told her don't worry, if I need help I will hobble to the door with my walker and let 911 people in. she left the key under a vase. instead. so here I am and I am not going to say things could not get worse because if you say that they usually do. J. picked me up a Zero bar...yum. but of course I can't eat it with my stomach right now. you like those?