Well, here it is. Seven AM. I have been up and around for an hour and a half with no pain for the first time in a long time.  My first instinct is to be suspicious. This may be another trick like the last time, and the time before. Lower back and "saddle area" pain, all chronic pain, messes with the thinking.

Should I go change that tire? The donut has been on the other car for a month and a half. Maybe longer.

I could go bowl.
Work?
I could take a whole day away from the computer.
Maybe a romantic interlude?   Seul or avec ma femme?  

Maybe a whole day of walking, not driving.

Experience says that If I move to much I will hurt it again.   If I take a muscle relaxer I will be out for a day and a half.   I have extreme reactions to medications.  The first time I took an antihistamine I woke up at the dinner table in a puddle of drool with mashed potatoes in my hair... 14 hours later.   That is right. I said 'hair'.   It was a long time ago.

For years, I did not take muscle relaxers because I was afraid it would relax the sphincter muscles and I would "defecate" on myself.   How do they keep it from doing that?   Amazing!

I do have a knack for doing things the hard way.  Maybe I will just go find more work. The lack of finances says that is what I should do. I am majorly underemployed.

Tune in tomorrow for another episode of ' as my stomach churns'.   This is where I pretend to whine for awhile and proceed about my merry way, spreading my joy wherever I go. A social media candyman makes the world taste good.  I share my life with you, my friends.

You have been loved,

-Mark Burkenbine