It may have been that huge piece of scrumcious carrot cake; I haven't had sugar or wheat for that matter, in ages! It could have been the three (rather large) glasses of wine, with dinner, the night before? Hmmmm? When is the last time I had that much wine? Maybe it's the ongoing annoyance of dealing with ridiculously young, spotty faced, estate agents who cannot answer routine questions about the properties they're showing! Is it just stress associated with travelling, being away from home, being out of my routine.... or a combination of all of the above? In any case (and I hear a few "I told you so," in my future) I did not feel so great yesterday. That feeing of "normalcy," where you feel pretty okay and "like your old self," was off in the distance, just out of my grasp. I was sluggish all day and by late afternoon felt exhausted; my arms and legs weighted a thousand pounds. The couch and I melded into an unrecognisable mess of blankets, pillows and body parts by 4:30 and I was in bed by 9:30. That seemed to help, as this morning looks a lot brighter! Only two properties to see today and then it's me and the couch for the duration. Arielle and Max arrive tomorrow, so I need all my strength for them! Yes, I heard you... I did listen... but it's so easy to get caught up in that false sense of security, especially when you feel soooooo freakin good! You feel invincible, don't you? You get cocky and a little bit full of yourself! Ahhh well, one can only hope that this too shall pass and I'll be back on "Feelgood Freeway," in no time.
I wish you all a long, restful, excellent Easter weekend and hope you get to enjoy your family and friends. 🐣
Wine and pain 
SLOW MOTION
PMR, Prednisolone and Poland 
Thank you all for your encouragement and caring and understanding 
A glass of wine??
