Mornings

It's interesting that we take for granted the most simple of things until they no longer are so simple.

Take waking up, in the past I'd awake, look at the clock and be relieved if I had more time to sleep or curse that I needed to jump out of bed. (Just a note I hardly ever use an alarm clock anymore)

Today I awoke.......  looked at the clock and realized I had twenty minutes before I "needed" to get up to escort Maggie to the school bus. The check list immediately starts....

How are the feet ........ move them around a bit ....... most mornings now I feel most of my toes. (Cool)

How is the GI tract  ...... this is the harder issue to hone in on.... surprises are still plentiful. Flipping on my back sometimes provides some clues. This morning I'm pretty sure I can wait until the bus leaves ........ then  .........  I will take my place on the throne.

Bus gone, a bowl of Irish Oats consumed "The Force" calls. Then it's taking Susie to work, (we are once again a one car family.)  Returning home, Twenty Two degrees and windy, I really don't want to go outside for a run but I do anyway and feel better for doing so.

Each morning it's very much the same and it seems almost pitiful that at this stage I am not further along then I am. I know I have little cause to complain, I'm not pushing Daisies but never the less I want better.

In a conversation yesterday I mentioned that the only times I'm not uncomfortable are

If I'm Running
If I've had a few drinks
If I'm on Pain Pills

I don't particularly like option number two or three but I just can't run all the time no matter how much better it makes me feel. (Well to be honest option two ain't too bad occasionally)

I know I should be grateful but tonight I am pissed off, hopefully I can dig out of this and be motivated tomorrow !

Bill and Tim ...... Climb Safe over the next few days ..... wish I could be there with you manly men ... don't loose your tent !

Bro Mike