The tilting of the head changes the perspective
O n my back! That's the description of my posture this weekend. Back pain had me down flat— pain and the drowsiness caused by the muscle relaxers I was popping. In between pain and sleep, I found myself being supported by huge pillows in attempts to sit up and help my dearly beloved complete a 15 + hour test. A test that really should have been taken weeks, if not at minimum, a month ago. This is just the sort of thing in times past that would send my tongue on a lashing spree. Not this thime. This time I was his note taker—the bopping head one. He would read, and I would write what was read. I would doze. And then I would write. Sometimes I put tablet and pen down to sleep. This worried the Husband. His composure told. I'm learning how to be the blessing. The giver, especially to him. ...