So, this is the deal

my damned sciatica is killing me, nothing is helping: aspirin, midol, aleve, advil. and i might be feeling a bit sorry for myself this beautiful October day - poor me, miserable, grumpy, and worst of all: limited. so i call my sister to tell her i can't come home in october due to pain and suffering etc, etc. she has no electricity. after 16 years without a decent bathroom, they rewired it and cut off all the power. her bedroom is full of boxes and she's sleeping on the couch. her youngest son has just been seriously injured in a 4-wheeler accident and she's waiting to hear from the hospital. her live-in can no longer walk and she has hurt her back wheeling him around. so hey, there's always a rainbow, right? I have electricity, no 4-wheeler accidents, no incapacitated elderly live-in to wheel around and i still can sleep in my bed. quitcher bitchin.