I’m headed to the clinic of St. Jude tomorrow. I’m ready for this to be my last trip but I’m excited to see Bethany and Alana and my favorite musician.
Then I’ll get to go on my first cruise.
So much more exciting than today. Or at least more fun and relaxing.
I found out this afternoon that one of the reasons I had been feeling particularly terrible these past few days is because I had a dislocated femur. Ugh, some days I hate having Ehlers-Danlos syndrome. Anyhow, after I got home from getting that reset, I found that Alana had just got home from the ER where she had been treating after smashing her head into a slab of concrete. I guess that can also be considered exciting but it’s the kind of drama I can live without. Seriously, I think it’s time for a vacation. Don’t you think?
Back to packing,