Still not the one I promised....
Over the weekend my husband I decided it was time to work in our yard. It had been mildly neglected toward the end of summer as our life seemed to kind of spin out of control, and it was time to get out there and clean up a bit. He raked and mowed and I weeded. At some point I tweaked my back and spent the remainder of the day and part of the next laying on the floor in pain. But, by yesterday evening I was feeling well. This morning I wasn't in any pain at all, but this afternoon it hit like a ton of bricks- extreme pain. I tried laying flat on our hardwood floors, and while it did seem to help while I was laying there, getting up was nearly impossible. My husband suggested that I just sleep there instead of further injuring my back trying to get up. And while that at first seemed like a valid option, I then realized there was an issue with that plan.
His face was priceless when I told him that I wasn't sure how I'd change my tampon from the laying position.
I did finally manage to stand up and take care of business on my own, but for a few minutes there I thought we might be taking our relationship to a whole new disturbingly gross level. I know we've been through A LOT, but that would just be too far!
For better or worse, right?!?