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Consequences

I am a wake up, get up, sort of person. Within seconds after opening my eyes I get out of bed. This morning things were a bit different.

My eyes opened. I took the cat off my head, threw back the covers and … came to a screaming halt. My back muscles seriously protested doing their job, and my stomache muscles couldn’t do it without them.

I pretty much climbed up the wall to get out of bed. My back hurts. My right leg hurts. My pride hurts.

Wahhhh!

Quilly is the pseudonym of Charlene L. Amsden, who lives on The Big Island in Hawaii. When she is not hanging out with Amoeba, she is likely teaching or sewing. Or she could be cooking, taking photographs, or even writing. But if she's not doing any of that, she's probably on Facebook or tinkering with her blog.

9 Comments

  1. I hope you’re feeling better.

    Your pride shouldn’t hurt – we all have downtime….besides – you’re really good. Now getting me out of bed is a major production, as my sister Jackie, who had to do the job today, can testify.

  3. oh hon, kiss it better..sorry you ache..

    i hope you stayed home today to rest some and went to the doctors just to make sure…

    hugs..hugs..

  7. Gosh,CB, I’m a wake up – get up sort of person, too…and I feel like that every morning after working in the yard all day the day before! Of course, I’ve got 10 years and 24 days on you! xoxoxo

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