Back to work? Ummm..... no.

I made breakfast for my family this morning.

I was in tears, bent over in pain and could barely walk.

My work day was done.

Back to bed with heating pad and Vicodin.

Tears flowing.

Ugh.



(Remember when we had to write Haiku's at school? This is my feeble attempt at one. I don't remember how to write one, but this is my day in a nutshell).