Right. I'm giving you fair warning - this is a small rant at Sods Law. Or Crips Law as it now is... I'm ok, just having a moan at the sun, bless it, which is making me wish I could go out and enjoy it!

So, today. It's a lovely day. Husband has been rowing, elder daughter went to town with a friend, youngest went to the park to play...

What have I been doing? Sat inside wondering why my feet and leg choose a nice sunny Saturday to really fire up so that everything I do today has to be in 5 minute slots of time.

1 load of laundry in the machine, laundry room tidied.....5 minutes
SIT. OUCH.
Unload dishwasher, reload it, tidy kitchen a bit....another 5
SIT. OUCH.
Play piano for 10 minutes
SIT. OUCH.
Collect all upstairs things in a box ready to go back to where they should be...
SIT. OUCH. OUCH.

You get the picture!

I want to be outside in the sun wandering around town, getting the last few bits before we go away, choosing a t-shirt, taking my kids to buy a few things for themselves. Watching them laugh and pick ridiculous things out for fun... I was going to go in today, but by the time my husband returned from rowing, it was clear today was not a good day to do even the tiny route I had planned in town. My feet and knee have been so painful every night recently, I can't bear the thought of them being even worse because I've ignored the warning signs. But I feel a real wet blanket for staying home while they go out. 'Poor mummy with her bad leg'....sigh...

Days like this all my usual resolve and bravado just melts away, and I so WISH I was the old me again....slim and energetic and fun, doing twenty things in an hour and chasing my kids around in the garden. Now I feel fat and slow and a burden every time I do go out.

I HATE CRPS!!!!!!!!

Hope you are all having a better afternoon

Bram