Butt Face and Small Things

What appears to be a mound of pillows 

for Howie's repose is actually my hip bone

 as I was lying on the couch

day after day, 5 weeks, unable to do anything.

Butt right in my face, snores included.

After 5 weeks of major discomfort

and multiple tests their conclusion so far?

I have severe inflammation in my body.

They don't know the source.

DUH

After weeks of messages, 

 I eventually reached a kind hearted 

Nurse Practitioner Tuesday who

got a Dr to order some anti-inflammatories that

I was allowed to take with my new BP meds.

(It might have been my quiet weeping that did it.)

I have never taken meds except for the rare antibiotic

so I'm having to adjust to the new reality.

After 4 weeks of being unable to walk even a few feet,

I am having pain free hours and 

sleeping longer than 3 hours.

I am so grateful.

Still have a long path to figure it all out,

but in the big life scheme I am blessed.

Ben has learned to make fresh pasta,

and sends me proof.

The holidays will have some 

fresh culinary ideas I'm sure.

Cannot wait till they're home.

Visiting a friend this weekend during her community

garage sale. I will be in repose myself just observing

for a change and visiting with a couple pals.

Our weather has turned.

I'm giving myself one more week of healing,

and then I'll be out back trying to rescue 

the mess that has developed, and I'll be back in

the studio, pedal to the metal sewing. Huzzah!

My world is small.

Good things come in small packages.