Woke up with my body hurting so hard it was hard to move. 11 am and my little migraine is threatening to become full blown, and I want to crawl into bed for the rest of the day and pull the covers over my head. But there is too much to get done. I will do some work that doesn’t require thinking. I hope to get some painting done at the studio…wall painting…not art painting.
Remicade happens next Thurday and I am looking forward to it for the first time. I want to feel better.