Spike put wheels on my nightstand. It was mostly so that I wouldn't have to pull it when cleaning. But the real benefit has been when I roll over in my sleep and go right off the side. When I go against the nightstand, it wheels away from me and I go right on the floor. Fortunately my bed is low to the floor. I have finally learned to go way over to the side next to the wall when I am feeling sleepy.
But today I just couldn't get it together. It is mostly old age catching up on me. I don't have too many days like this. I haven't been in any pain. I just couldn't get my act together. Whatever it was, the Vicodin finally kicked in and I am starting to come around.
And this DANG@#$%@$# cold has turned around and come back. But at least I am still getting all the phlegm up when I cough. And it is still clear. That is the main thing. No fever, no color to the phlegm, so no pneumonia.
I am one to hide when something is wrong. If I don't feel good, of course I self diagnose. And I even self prescribe medication. Providing it doesn't need a written one. Only once have I ever asked Poo to write me a script. I had developed a UTI in the middle of the night. I didn't think it warranted a trip to the ER. He came down to my apartment with some pills. Because I caught it right when it first started, I was able to stop it immediately.
But I am feeling fine now. Fine enough to get up and do some housework. Thanks for caring.