The pain kicked in.
It's amazing how much of a relief I get from the weather in the Dominican Republic.
All I can say is, I am so very grateful my brother-in-law shares his pain meds for his own horrible chronic pain.
Although, I will be suffering through the pain instead of utilizing his offer from now on.
I've had 2 rounds of awesome upchucking, and the bags under my eyes make me look like I am 100 years older.
Classy.
I haven't had to deal with my bitch of a back for 10 months, so it was a shocking reminder of how much pain I was in for all that time.
I really understand the need for morphine, codeine and all the other little pills I took all those years.
Yesterday, I had my family there to push me around in a wheelchair in the snowy streets of Banff, which was an amazing X-Mas gift from the family, not to mention the flight out here they helped pay for.
My 10 year old niece did a good job of pushing me into walls and into the middle of street intersections against the red light.
She loves me.
I think.
My baby sister is so very thoughtful.
She understands my food allergies and tries her best to accommodate me, while at the same time, taking care of her entire family.
She's a good sis.
I can't do too much while I'm lying around, so I just watch my teenage nephew go through the cupboards and fridge non-stop.
Since writing this, he's opened the fridge about 12 times and never really taken anything out.
Now the pantry.
Now back to the fridge again.
Of course, all of this is in between playing on his phone.
He hides in his phone and when he gets in trouble for it, he simply walks over to the fridge and pantry to pretend he's looking for 'something'.
With all the effort it takes to try to fool his parents into believing he's busy, he could actually do something with his time.
Most of the footage I have here is of him: "Look who's on his phone again!"
My baby sister has her hands full.
When she's not yelling at my nephew, she is repeatedly yelling, "No!" to my sugar addicted niece, as she incessantly begs for more candy.
Oh, there goes my nephew again.
He's switching things up and opening both the freezer AND the fridge at the same time.
Moving things around, sniffing something to see if it's any good, and now, putting it right back in again when it was not an odour he was impressed by.
Now, back to the pantry, staring at nothing, picking things up, putting them back down and walking away again.
Wait!
He actually took something out of the pantry!
Cereal!
Not that he's pouring himself any.
He just took it out and left it on the counter while he investigated what's on the stove.
And now, he just put the cereal box in the fridge.
Seriously.
I don't think Papi and I would be able to handle a teenager.
We would lose our minds.
Then again, it seems my sister already has.
It's amazing how much of a relief I get from the weather in the Dominican Republic.
All I can say is, I am so very grateful my brother-in-law shares his pain meds for his own horrible chronic pain.
Although, I will be suffering through the pain instead of utilizing his offer from now on.
I've had 2 rounds of awesome upchucking, and the bags under my eyes make me look like I am 100 years older.
Classy.
I haven't had to deal with my bitch of a back for 10 months, so it was a shocking reminder of how much pain I was in for all that time.
I really understand the need for morphine, codeine and all the other little pills I took all those years.
Yesterday, I had my family there to push me around in a wheelchair in the snowy streets of Banff, which was an amazing X-Mas gift from the family, not to mention the flight out here they helped pay for.
My 10 year old niece did a good job of pushing me into walls and into the middle of street intersections against the red light.
She loves me.
I think.
My baby sister is so very thoughtful.
She understands my food allergies and tries her best to accommodate me, while at the same time, taking care of her entire family.
She's a good sis.
I can't do too much while I'm lying around, so I just watch my teenage nephew go through the cupboards and fridge non-stop.
Since writing this, he's opened the fridge about 12 times and never really taken anything out.
Now the pantry.
Now back to the fridge again.
Of course, all of this is in between playing on his phone.
He hides in his phone and when he gets in trouble for it, he simply walks over to the fridge and pantry to pretend he's looking for 'something'.
With all the effort it takes to try to fool his parents into believing he's busy, he could actually do something with his time.
Most of the footage I have here is of him: "Look who's on his phone again!"
My baby sister has her hands full.
When she's not yelling at my nephew, she is repeatedly yelling, "No!" to my sugar addicted niece, as she incessantly begs for more candy.
Oh, there goes my nephew again.
He's switching things up and opening both the freezer AND the fridge at the same time.
Moving things around, sniffing something to see if it's any good, and now, putting it right back in again when it was not an odour he was impressed by.
Now, back to the pantry, staring at nothing, picking things up, putting them back down and walking away again.
Wait!
He actually took something out of the pantry!
Cereal!
Not that he's pouring himself any.
He just took it out and left it on the counter while he investigated what's on the stove.
And now, he just put the cereal box in the fridge.
Seriously.
I don't think Papi and I would be able to handle a teenager.
We would lose our minds.
Then again, it seems my sister already has.
i love my family for who they are
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