Careful, Icarus

Yesterday, there were times --- 2 or 3 minutes at the way, way most --- that the pain from my shoulder down through my fingers felt reasonably manageable.  So I did a little sweeping, changed the quilts on the bed, light things like that.

THEN...

there was no position I could put myself into when I went to bed that was bearable.  Even getting into bed was a nightmare.  Sleeping was impossible.  Some sort of lesson, I guess...

Each month, Tap receives a box of treats and toys from Woof Pack.  All I have to do is say, "Your TapBox is here!," and he goes to the chair I sit in to open the mail and starts sniffing with vigor, we'll say.  Look what came this month:

Now, I kept Tap busy with the pork liver treats that were in the box while I put this aside for, let's face it, myself.   He got a squeezy/crinkly cowboy hat, so don't feel bad for him.  🤠