"When it rains, it pours!" So, the saying goes and it couldn't be more true. If this weekend was a horse, we'd have to put it down! It was our 19th wedding anniversary on Friday (Thanks so much for wishing us well!) Things started out great... breakfast out, just the two of us, lunch with the kids and a trip to Target! Yah. We know how to party. A movie on DVD and take out! Nothing big. It's just the simple things that make us happy. Then it happened. I moved just right. Nothing traumatic. I wasn't going off a ski jump or anything crazy. Just trying to step over our sleeping dog and I felt that little tink in my back. It didn't even bother me that much. Just a little twinge. Come Saturday I was screaming in agony, unable to walk and wondering where the the hell my epidural was! I've never felt back pain as nauseating as that! So I stayed on my back cursing myself for not being able to pee standing up and freaking out that my orders would not be making themselves! Why do these things happen after office hours? A very kind chiropractor made me her earliest possible appointment. I not out of the woods but she sure did make it possible to walk! Robert couldn't have been anymore supportive and patient. Wrangling kids, cooking meals, making me comfortable. That was a relief in itself. Now it's baby steps back to normal and a heaping handful of Advil!