The Pain

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I've never been one to suffer with back pain during "that time". This month, I was treated to that fun little experience. Either that or I have a roaring kidney infection, which I highly doubt. It feels as if someone with cleats is grinding my kidney, hip, right butt cheek, into the ground over and over without ever letting up. 
In an ironic twist of the fate, I got to see a possible future of mine. I worked with an elderly lady at the gallery today. She never stopped talking. She never stopped talking about her ailments, her surgeries, her hospital stays, her husbands injuries, her neighbors surgeries. I thought, "Oh my god, if I don't stop complaining about myself and giving into my hypochondria ways, that's me in a few years!" .... And then I blog about my pain. Makes me laugh. At least I'm self aware.
Bailey has become my permanent bed partner. Sometimes B.C. will get in on the action. I love how most nights I'm aware of where they are without ever really being conscious of it. Just crazy when I wake up in the fetal position and they have half of the bed. 
I read an article about kissing and how the chemicals released... stops the thoughts in your head. Can't they bottle that or is it called prozac? 

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