HOW TO GET UN-BUMMED

The past couple of weeks I have been nursing a bad back. Along with just jolly old age, I have a herniated disk, crushed coccyx, and arthritis in my back. Most often, I do pretty darn good, just not so good lately. I got better, over did, and went back to square one several times. Ashamed to say I had let myself get bummed. Bad Patti.

Normally my back doesn't bother me for very long. Usually a couple of days and all better. Not this time. I haven't slept well and spend most of each waking day looking for a good position. A decent supply of pain pills has made things bearable and enabled me to get necessary chores done. BUT--- I don't do inactive well and I hate to take medicine. Kind of a poopy patient. Just glad I am me and not taking care of me.

Mickey( the blurry head), Mighty, and Minnie.

Sunday, I decided to just smother myself in warm fuzzies and get the heck out to this blue funk. So first I spent some cuddle time with my four legged friends. They joined me on the couch to watch my favorite baseball team for an daytime game. Well they didn't watch but rather lay like lumps occasionally crowding each other for the best position closest to me. I often feel like I am being lovingly mauled. It's nice to be so popular, I think.

This is a picture of my favorite player, Cody Ross, taken off the TV. He is a bit small compared to his teammates but is gold glove caliber center fielder and a real clutch hitter. I am not his only fan. Whenever he comes to bat, the whole crowd chants----"Co-D, Co-D." I admit to doing the same chant on the couch much to the animals bewilderment. They really don't like when he comes to bat. However, he came thru today as usual and we won." Co-D."

Feeling better all ready but tired of hanging out on the couch, so I took Mighty Dog for a long, slow walk. The wonderful news about Mighty is that we are one week away from his third full month of rehab for the knee surgery he had in June. On the 3rd of September, we will be through all restrictions on his activities. Yea!!! This has been a long ordeal for him. He is a lot like his mama and doesn't do inactive well either. Mighty is off the leash as of this week and you have to look hard to notice a limp. Hopefully he will soon be able to stage a rematch with the Terrible Fifi.

The day did its best to accommodate. Beautiful, just beautiful. High of 82, gentle breeze and gorgeous sunshine. Mighty had a great time hunting and eating his favorite snack, worm jerky (the portions of the worms the robins don't eat that turn to leather in the sun.) This really does nothing for his breath.

Decided to smell the roses and actually enjoy my flowers since the season is running out. This was my lone rose that wasn't ratty looking. The good thing is that my back isn't any worse and my attitude is completely improved. Truthfully this has been my best day in quite a while so hopefully I will be back to normal tomorrow. Thanks for listening to me whine. This too shall pass.

Monday morning now and I slept through the night with NO pain. Now instead of running off like a wild woman and pulling weeds and heaving rocks, I will work on those stomach muscles slowly ( they are the ones that hold your back in place). Guess I needed less of a back adjustment and just a good ole attitude adjustment. "Than kuu" as we say in the South.

Fifty degrees this morning. That will put a spring in the step.