The Bad Days

One of my most memorable doctors visits was the one when they said I should be doing as much on a bad day as I do on a good day. Bahahahaha!!! Upon realizing she was serious, I relaxed my face and calmly said, "Do you suffer from a chronic pain disease?" She explained that she understood what I was thinking and feeling, but that I must do it.

Easier said than done. Some days are so bad you can't leave your bed. And I think to myself, "I have to get out of bed, just like I do on good days." And when I attempt to do that, placing one foot after the other on the floor, listening to all my joints in my foot and ankle reconfigure and return to their respective places, I think, "Whoever said you have to do the same thing on bad days as good days has never experienced this." So back in bed I go and into bed comes the toddler, UNO cards in hand--he knows the drill.

If mommy is in bed, it's bed games day. One of my son's favorite bed games is UNO. However, he is two and doesn't quite understand the rules. So we match the colors or the numbers. This keeps him occupied for at least 45 minutes and you are still spending time with your child even though you are suffering. Another plus is it is fun for both players and your child will likely not even pick up on the fact that you are suffering. He loves the game. This will give you enough time to recover from the pain of all your joints replacing themselves.