I thought this was a fitting quote for prolotherapy.  Whenever I lay on that table, I try to concentrate on the happy things that help me forget the burning, the crunching sounds, and the pain from the needles.  Sometimes I think about the beach, which is definitely one of my top three happy places.  Other times, I chat about all different topics with Brad and Dr. Cantieri, which usually helps keep my mind off of the pain. 

Rose:  I got to Skype my brother for a whole hour tonight.

Thorn:  I can’t shake this asthma flare, sinus pressure, and cough.  I have been taking 4 nebulizer treatments a day, sleeping propped up, and walking around stinking like Vick’s Vapor Rub and cough drops.  I’m desperately trying to avoid another doctor’s appointment and a steroid pack.

You know all those inspirational pictures you have probably seen lately being posted all over Facebook, or in email forwards, or around the web?

I love them.

Chapter 1: School

I told Zondra the other day (the afternoon teacher in our classroom) that I finally felt like the kids and I were getting into a rhythm.  She agreed that she felt the same way in the afternoons.

The procedures are established, the kids have adjusted, I have adjusted, and we are finally into the “meat” of things.  Sounds, letters, numbers, the 5 senses, pumpkins, art projects, storytelling, and the list goes on…

I’m talking about the week.  And what a week it has been.