Cloudy inside Out

I am doing this post from my I Pad while laying down watching the Speed channel. It happen again Wednesday while home alone and all soaped up in the shower. Yep, another HORRIBLE crippling pain.  I made it out but the rest of the day was downhill . That night at 5 p m, I got the doctor orders in the mail to go to therapy. Thursday is a painful blur. Friday morning I call Nurse Ratchet and ask to see the doctor. She wanted to know if I had started therapy. I responded that  I could not walk so how was I to do therapy. NR told me that if I saw him well he would just tell me to do therapy.  Reluctantly, she made an appointment for Tuesday. I then spent the rest of the trying to get an insurance okay to go to Star Therapy. All the people at Star made up for Nurse Ratchet attitude. Puppy drove me and even went up to check the direct route to Star. When I tried to sleep, Friday night well there was no rest in any position. I am doing  the one exercise  that the  therapist said to do.
. The kitty justice is now I cannot sit without PAIN.