I have an hour before JP gets here. I am feeling my muscles. I had a workout yesterday at therapy. My muscles are waking me up after being bedridden for a year and a half, so I am dealing with spasms regularly. The feeling is like what is under my skin wants to escape by jumping out. It is in my arms and legs. My right leg calf muscle has atrophied, but the upper muscle is still going strong. The only cramping I deal with now is from dialysis, pulling more fluid my body will not handle despite the challenge I occasionally face by taking extra fluid out of my body.
I have no significant plans, so that I will be home all day. What I want to do today is wait until tomorrow after dialysis to have fish or chicken strips and my fried green tomatoes. I love fried green tomatoes from Whiskey Ranch and chicken strips from Looking Glass Bar and Grill.
I feel like I am rambling on and on. Rightly so, to be honest with myself. I am bored. No game or TV show is not grabbing my interest right now. I am frustrated because she wants to be gone by 1 PM by the time JP gets here. Why bother coming over? That is how I feel. She will be here for three lousy hours.