7-Up, that bubbly, citrusy soda that I am quite certain most of us have drank while sick and recovering from an intestinal bug. I never knew, but did often wonder where the name comes from, so I went looking today. I found out that the 7 refers to the ounces in the original bottles and the up refers to the directions the bubbles go. LOL, so simple.
Well, another day where I will be taking only one vicodin, will be doing that shortly, just 2 weeks out from surgery. I'd say I am recovering quite well.
Best of all, I am back to who I was before - my energy is there, my sense of joy and happiness, too. It's just such a lesson in making sure that if you are ever un-well in some physical way that it can also affect you mentally and emotionally.
I am glad it is Friday. After a full work week, well nearly full I do have a couple of hours to work this weekend, I am feeling the effects of work, but it's not that dreaded fatigue I knew up until two weeks ago.
I only went for walks today, didn't go anywhere more than that, but I did count 14 total Kia's.
I wish you and I had more opportunities to chat today, but I am content with your one text this morning. Perhaps we will meet in our dreams. Maybe in my dreams I will get to ask, will you marry me?
Love,
MNP