It hasn’t yet been a week of good results, but I am reasonably confident that wearing my running shoes throughout the day is helping to ward off my chronic pelvic and leg pain! A few days ago, I put my sneakers on after my morning heel treatment, and was so pleased with the way it kept them soft that I did it again the next morning. Then, after three days of this, I got to thinking how I wasn’t feeling so sore through my legs. It could be a coincidence, but I’m willing to bet I’ve just killed two birds with one stone.
Last night, I had the stupidest dream. We were getting ready to go somewhere, the whole family, so I had the usual jobs of gathering clothing, shoes, and stuff for the diaper bag. I also had the usual interruptions by kids and husband and self, so it took forever to get out the door. At one point, the kids were all in the van and Luke and I were still inside, and I remember being so afraid, thinking, are they all really in the van? Maybe some were running around outside. Finally, I am in the van, but I am not dressed; I’m in a bath towel. Scientists say your dreams only last a few minutes, but this one seemed to go on all night. And we never got anywhere! I don’t think we got out of the van before I woke up. It stinks that I don’t usually remember the really good dreams I’ve had- I might for a few seconds right after I wake up, but later in the day I can’t retell it to anybody. I do manage to remember the pointless ones. You get to hear all about them- aren’t you lucky?
Slouchin’ in a plastic chair
Rakin’ my fingers through my hair
I close my eyes and I leave them there
And I yawn, and sigh, and slowly fade away
Deep enough to dream in brilliant colors
I have never seen
Deep enough to join a billion people
For a wedding feast
Deep enough to reach out and touch
The face of the One who made me
And oh, the love I feel, and oh the peace
Do I ever have to wake up