Things seemed to have settled down at our house lately, which is a very good thing. I hate yelling and screaming, like I've mentioned before, it sends me into flashbacks. It also scares the cats. My in-laws have been quieter today, so today has been a bit more relaxed than yesterday. I've been in extra pain for two days. I'm not in a flare, just in extra pain. I find myself watching a TV show on the computer and thinking "God! He's gonna dislocate his shoulder if he does that," before I remember that most people don't have to worry about that. I still haven't figured out how to get my toes back in socket when they dislocate at the joint closest to my foot. I dislocated a toe last night there, then when I tried putting it back in I dislocated the second toe joint in the same toe. I finally got that one back in by myself, but had to wait for DH to come in and get it back in. So I sat on the bed occasionally yelling his name out for him to hear me in the back room. I was careful to not yell too loud, which is probably why he never did hear me. Damn toes, stay in!
|At least my toes aren't this evil!|