It's Friday in 2015

And after two weeks of blowing and coughing and feeling like crap. I’m still doing the same thing. And thus yet again for the third Saturday I’m not going to see Mom. She understands and I talk to her 3 times a day or more if she has the nurse when they come in to dial my number. It’s just not the same and I want to see my Mom but I also know that if I go and she catches this it will bring her really down and that she doesn’t need.

My knee is swollen and really hurts. I know it takes a few days and I’ve been icing it down daily to help with the process. Some of my other pain is not as bad so I know its working it just takes it’s time. I hate this disease and I so tried as a young girl and teenager wanted to deny that I had it but here it is. And it’s taking every part of me over like I’ve been run over by a train. I try hard to push through it not like my older sister who has let it take over and just given up. I can’t like my sister Betty let this disease take me over without a fight. Yes I’ve been now banned to the walker. I know she wants the other one for me and I will get it if and when SSI or SSA kicks in but until then I can’t squeeze the $90 that it cost at Walmart.

The kids or girls do help with some of the cleaning during the week. I try and give each one of the children a chore or two to do. I brought my children up with them so yes my grandchildren will get them too.