That’s not a new radio station. It stands for “What Else Can Happen?” [I’m whispering because I don’t want the Fates to hear it and decide to show me the answer!] Anyway, the current ‘what else’ is a pulled muscle on my right side. If it were sports related they’d call it a strained oblique. So, how did it happen? Well, I can’t be positive, but my bet is on the straining I do sometimes when I walk or climb steps. I told my husband that I don’t need exercises – I get more from just moving around! I should have biceps that rival a weightlifter because of the way I exert them!
Nevertheless, whatever the cause, I felt it right as my little guys arrived. I never like anyone to see me in pain, so I just hid it. The little birthday boy gets so excited when he receives presents, and we enjoyed watching him open his gifts. He loves Lego’s, so we bought him two sets of Duplo’s. He also enjoys jigsaw puzzles, so we added several to his stash. We also got him a cute astronaut outfit since he likes to dress up and pretend. We got his older brother a Lego set, too, so he wouldn’t feel left out. Of course, they asked to play with them right away, and that kept them occupied while we fixed lunch. As usual, they wanted to do arts and crafts, so we stayed out in the den for quite awhile, as they created their masterpieces.
Every time I turned a certain way, I could feel the muscle pull, and it hurt. Once they were on their way home, I went to sit down, and it hurt so much that I yelped. I explained it to my husband, and he empathized. (He’s just now getting over his back/leg issues.) As long as I stayed aware of how I moved, I felt fine. Match that with ibuprofen, and I was okay. By this morning, it hardly hurts at all. [Fingers crossed!]
And still another ‘what else’ was my daughter getting caught in a horrible traffic jam from an overturned truck. As she sat and stewed, the little ones announced that they needed a potty! Thank heavens she had a used coffee cup and could offer them relief. I think she was on the road for over two hours when it’s normally a one-hour drive.
So, if I were to have asked that question “WECH?”, I certainly got some answers. Now, I just need to get my big boys home after they climbed/hiked to a 14,000-foot summit, and I’ll figure I’m clear for awhile.