I should be typing a new post but I am unable to concentrate long enough to remember what I want to write down. Belle refused to take her pill, and my reaction was to try to force it down her throat. I continued to try and now she is pouting and I feel like shit. She never took the pill. The event was no doubt driven by my bad judgement.
This afternoon, I spent about two hours trying to comment in a blog that is new to me. The font in the comment box was so tiny, I went off line and wrote the comment on a word processing program and pasted it into the blog.
My grocery list was on the phone but it was so discombobulated that we crossed the store twice. I have no idea what I bought except the watches and dog food. I do know that we got home without some of the items on the list. As we were leaving I realized that every bone and muscle in my body was on fire with pain.
I'm wearing a different watch every day.