S L O W

It has been a very slow three days. On Friday I found myself with a very sore back. I had been rolling around with the boys tickling them when I did something horrific to my back. Whatever I did was debilitating. I could hardly walk. Nevertheless we headed to the park. I wasn't going to let back pain slow me down. After many hours at the park, most of which was spent hobbling and whining to my friends, I decided I had a problem.

Once home, I crawled into bed. My mom and Dave helped me out with medication and back rubs. I didn't even knit. I just laid there moaning. Saturday saw much of the same. Dave headed out for adventures with the kiddos, while I stayed home in bed. This time I was able to knit and finished another pair of slippers as well as work on the second legwarmers. It was a long slow day, and it was so hard. I am not one to just sit. Sunday was much better, but I had to take it slowly. Laundry was done and preparations were made for our upcoming trip. In between bouts of productivity I had to slow down and rest. My back was telling me when I did too much. It has been a not too subtle reminder to listen to my body and just go slow.