I am so grateful to be alive and breathing this morning. We have an awesome God people. Please never forget that. want to talk about something that has been bothering me if i may. Not the whole grandma thing. ‘m over that and have come to accept what it is and what will be. But instead the fact that I’m only 39 years old (this Wednesday will be official) and hurt in my body as if I have labored all my life. HARD LABOR too. I mean I HAVE always usually worked. Even being homeless I had worked until wasn’t homeless any longer. people may say some shit lke, ” Oh she just works fast food”! Well to those people I say, “Screw You”! That shit is hard. Hell the “FAST” part has only been in even more demand lately than I don’t know what.
I’m a smoker, yes I am. But that has shit to do with my job. I find myself being somewhat slower than I normally am and frankly I can’t fucking stand it. Excuse my language seriously. But that’s how badly I’m bothered by this pan I’ve been experiencing. I told you about where my leg and hip connect that it feels very wore out there and is affecting the way I choose to sit. I had company last night and couldn’t sit Indian Style on my bed like I wanted too. t was crazy how bad it truly hurt.
I do seldom go to the doctor when I have the extra income. I guess I will address this when go back. Well look here at the time. It has gone by already. I’ll try to get in some more about this later. Right now I must get ready to leave. Duty calls.