So much running around, making, cooking, visiting, having a marvelous time. And then, BOOM! Up jumps my old adversary, rheumatoid arthritis. One day I'm full of pep and energy. The next day, stiff, sore, and exhausted.
"Mmwahahahaha," it cackles. "Thought I forgot about you? Having a little too much fun, were we?" Well, here's my response--down, but not out, pal.
I have this lovely hot water bottle cover that my daughter-in-law Michelle knitted for me. A Christmas gift, and a timely one at that. So comforting.
I have the charming glow of candlelight,
a stack of delicious books that were under the tree this year,
a cozy, colorful spot to recover in, and the power of prayer.
Take that, R.A. You don't know who you're messin' with.