I was so excited yesterday to finish cleaning up the piles of leaves I raked weeks ago so I could finally start my spring planting but within the first five minutes of scooping leaves I threw out my back and thought I might die. Not kidding. Stupidly, I finished the leaves and did some light planting but I shouldn't have. I have never felt pain like this before. I can walk, sorta, and I did take a shower before I drove myself to an emergency chiropractic visit this morning but it's so bad that he and his wife wouldn't let me drive home. In fact, they fed me before I left to make sure I ate.
Yeah, it's that bad.
I had grand plans for today, too. I was going to bake a ham (coffee glazed) and make all the fixings for a righteous Easter dinner like chocolate ribbon pie and party potatoes but I don't think I can and was bluntly told not to. Boo. Know that I have received all of your sweet Easter wishes and send them back to you, but for now I have to go sit in a hard-backed chair with arms. I'll be back when I can move again.
