Day 60

Oh, pain.

Whole body screaming. Including brain. 

Managed to get out of bed before 9 for vet appointment. More spotty tampons. Kiko walk, crae walk. Lots of treats, poops, injections and syringes. Long walk back. Half dead already, thank heavens for weather kindness. Somehow managed to do 30DC and R100. Graciously easy ish day (next one is horror). Then began the overdue meal prep half past noon / 1 ish. Thought it would be easy peasy, but alas I made amateur errors like overfilling everything and incorrect sequencing. Ended up on my feet for a good 5+ hours. So much pain. Stumbled onto the couch after and collapsed into the haze of wilty and traitors. Not delighted with results, but it will do.

Proper flow now underway, limbo spotting phase no more. So expecting thurs / fri to be the end, and deliverance/ recovery on Saturday. Counting down. 

Pushed off couch to do rumba set up at night with boys help. Hopeful it saves some manual vacuum / sweeping effort tomorrow. Praise boy. 

Everything hurts.

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