Day 23 without my kitties. My soul is sinking. I need them so. There *must* be a way to get across the field and up the RV steps. There just must be. I have to find a way.
The knee thing is getting old. Pain swirls in my mind and through my nerves. It only relaxes in my dreams. Thus, I sleep. Alot.
I am very eager to see what the doctor says tomorrow. I say FIX IT. Please fix it. I am weary.
Aww I feel for you. I’m thinking the only way you could up the RV steps is if someone helped you up or carried you up – any chance of that?
Let us know what the doctor says, k? 🙂
Aw man.. I don’t know what to say except wanting to give you a big hug. I hope things will get better before you know it, you will be with your kitties. Keep us posted.
Aw, thanks Geo. I finally got up there yesterday by crawling up the stairs. Man, did it hurt. But it was well worth it when they came running to greet me. It was something we all needed.