The heat did a number on me this week, especially in a cabin with no power...but DH managed to cool off our room with occasional bouts on the generator for the AC.
Leg spasms are sure debilitating...and getting up and moving makes me yell through pursed lips "Oil can! Oil can!" just like the Tin man did...
But I am grateful for what I CAN do, and I try my best to concentrate on that. I can still read, crochet, play games, swim, do my nails, listen to music, show my DH I love him and all sorts of stuff that makes life good.
Now if I can just get this darn bladder to act like a grown up girl...