I woke up whimpering. My body is healing (I hope!) slowly, but I've never had such long lasting pain before and I'm surprised at how challenged I am at managing it.
I'm at my best when I'm up and moving; sitting for even short periods of time causes painful stiffening and night times are difficult.
So why am I so pleased?
I love the word "whimper!" It so perfectly describes what comes out of my mouth throughout the night that the writer in me found an overpowering desire to share.
No need to feel bad about my situation. This is a "ta-da" moment for me; I get to indulge in a little catharsis by complaining to my faithful readers, and the writer in me gets to indulge in a little wordplay.
As always, things could be worse . . .
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You whimper -- I groan....
Yes,things could be worse.
And your climbing out of your whimper state will be a glorious day. ta da.
smiles.
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