Found some down time while at work. Hit a dead spot. A break for all of us employee’s, considering we been sweating through it since 6am this morning. Throwing out biscuits left an right. Feeding all of America. Have been since before COVID, and will be way after. (Hopefully)
I’ll look around me sometimes at work oh my bad days, and I work with people older than me, and I think to myself , “I barely get around now. How the hell am I going to get around when I’m their age?” It just blows my mind sometimes how I’m not even in my 40’s yet and I can hurt so bad. I also have Fibromyalgia, on top of just having every day normal arthritis. So it makes me hurt like a thousand times worse than what I really am. Which is punishment enough in and of itself really. I also look around and I’m like what am I going to do when I can’t get around no more? S***! It’s going to drive me crazy. My husband is 20 years older than me exactly to the date, and he even has some days better than me. I don’t want to get old! 😭 But it happens to everyone and it’s just the fact that I’m going to have to learn how to deal with. I’m grateful though to be able to say that I am a working, functional member of society today. Here lately I’ve been having problems with my left hip and like socket of where my leg goes. It has been really bothering me to the point where I can’t even sit Indian style anymore. I hate that too because I sit like that all the time. Especially when my kids are in my room with me or if I have company over and we’re chilling in my room on my bed. I sit that way so that my company plus kids (yes they are grown) are in my company with me back there at the same time. Also when I take my break and I’m sitting outside I like to sit like that. Well, I have to go. Be back later.