That was me this morning. After being forced to come up close and personal with the road in the cemetery yesterday, I woke this morning feeling as though I had been kicked by a very angry horse.
I found it painful to breathe and my knees seemed to have ceased up during the night.
When I was getting dressed I noticed that a large bruise is starting to form on my right side in the area that is super tender, and my knees are swollen and turning a funny colour. So I would defo have put the label on my head this morning and gone back to bed if I hadn't been a) on the school run or b) having to take the mother unit out shopping.
Because her birthday and party were on Friday (our normal shopping day) neither mum nor me went shopping.
As I had run out of bread and milk and a host of other things I was intending to go shopping today anyway, so mother decided that she would come too.
So many hours later and 4 shops today visited I returned home feeling like I had been punched and kicked all over again. I have to say this gif is very reminiscent of the scene that was played out in the cemetery with me and Dave the Labrador yesterday haha.
So, after I have finished writing the blog today I am going to sit down and relax and try to get comfortable, and will probably have an early night. It seems that my bed is the only place I am able to get comfortable.
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